My name is Xiu, the new owner of the Liuli Palace.

"Xiu, why don't you sleep?" Xifeng put on a light robe for me and asked in a low voice.

I turned my head to look at the young man beside me, he had hair as long as mine, his face was extremely handsome, and his facial features were like the carved jade eagle on the top of the glass palace, with sharp edges and sharp spirits. Only, the only difference is that his eyes are black and mine are light blue. I like his eyes, never see tiredness, never sadness. His father used to be my father's butler, and from an early age he sent him to the temple to play with me. He was not taken with him until he left. I looked at his glittering pure pupils, smiled and said:

"If you don't sleep tonight, you can doze off tomorrow." With that, I turned the ring in my hand and used my newfound spiritual magic to make a dangling swinging hammock outside the window, and when the stream saw this, as if inspired, he pulled me to leap and jump onto it. Suddenly, a fresh breeze hit the face like spring water, which was very refreshing.

The glazed palace at midnight has a different kind of beauty. The whole palace is surrounded by a hopeless Flowing Milky Way, and the moonlight covers the entire Flowing Milky Way as if by magic, quiet but somewhat self-pitying. I asked the stream wind, what is the end of the flowing galaxy?

He said that he had heard from his father that there was a new world, with flower spirits, tree patrons, and the Endless Cliffs, and beyond that, the noisy bazaar. That's where he came from. As for how he came here, his father didn't tell him. I smiled and nodded, this stupid kid doesn't even know where he came from.

"Ask what you're doing, you're going to be the same as the palace master soon, young master." Xifeng suddenly became serious, and his eyes flashed with something I had never seen before. I had forgotten that it would not be long before I would be the new master of this palace, following my father's example

Lose the smiley face. I was suddenly a little scared, afraid to be like my father, without friends, without laughter, and even my own children would have to pretend to be adults in front of him. I asked Xifeng, you'll always be with me, right? Xi Feng saluted me that I would always accompany Xiu, always will.

I patted Xifeng on the shoulder, with great trust. At this time, it's time for the servants of the night watch to take a nap, right? Xifeng seemed to understand, and his handsome eyes immediately lit up. So, the hammock with the white ribbon fluttered at the feet of the two teenagers, like a swing, as if one could leap into the bosom of the moon.

The night of the Liuli Palace is extraordinarily long. At this moment, dreams are the masters of all fairness. It is suitable for the stars who have slept for a day to come out for activities, and the stars in the night sky are falling in the flowing galaxy, as if they are participating in a high-level party, which is more suitable for everyone who has been busy all day during the day, the servants can dissipate their fatigue, and the master can rest with peace of mind. It was just me and the stream wind wandering in the evening breeze.

I don't know how long later, when the distant sky was faintly dawning, the Milky Way quietly changed its color again. When the white jade-like moonlight gradually dimmed, the sky above the Liuli Palace, only the white hammock hung quietly in the air, motionless, only the breath of me and Xifeng. From childhood to adulthood, the hammock can get rid of all the troubles, the spiritual arts I learned before were low-level, and I could only play in the temple, but now my spiritual skills have been used very proficiently, and the level is no less than that of the seven sisters.

Xifeng knew me, he said to me, don't you want to be the palace master, he used to look at me, always very happy, even if he broke the rules of the palace and accepted the punishment, his face was so calm, and now he was going to inherit the whole palace, but he looked so sad.

I smiled and shook my head, and asked him what it meant to spend a thousand years of my life sitting on a hard and cold bench all day, watching the servants wipe those fine utensils repeatedly. He was asked, and said, it didn't mean much.

In silence, I had fallen asleep.