manynovel Chapter 858 Peaceful years
Chapter 858 Peaceful years
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By the time Gan Yu had finally finished dealing with all the official business that had piled up during the Flower Goddess Festival, dusk had already quietly enveloped Liyue Harbor.
The last rays of dawn sank below the horizon, and night slowly spread like ink.
She walked with light and slightly relieved steps on the street as the lights came on, her steps revealing a long-lost sense of leisure.
Walking side by side with him was Jun Bai, disguised—the once fearsome and renowned Marshal Tianfeng.
If Gan Yu were to travel alone, it would be fine.
The people of Liyue had long been accustomed to the sight of this diligent secretary occasionally returning home late at night.
But Junbai is different. Even after years of seclusion, his popularity in Liyue Harbor remains undiminished, and every smile and frown of his captivates people.
If their true appearance is recognized, they will likely attract a crowd in an instant, causing unnecessary trouble.
Therefore, Jun Bai took off the crimson armor that symbolized his status and put on a neatly tailored black trench coat. Even his striking silver hair, as white as snow, was cleverly dyed into an ordinary black color, concealing some of his sharpness and divinity.
Although his striking good looks still couldn't hide his brilliance, drawing glances from passersby, he at least no longer easily revealed his identity. This understated disguise was a foolproof strategy.
Gan Yu turned her head, her eyes flashing slightly, and looked at the person beside her with a rare smile, asking softly, "Senior, what style do you plan to renovate that palace into?"
Jun Bai paused slightly upon hearing this, a thoughtful look appearing between his brows, and said in a low voice, "Style? To be honest... I haven't thought about it in detail."
"The idea to renovate the palace came to me suddenly, and as soon as the idea came to me, I came to discuss it with you."
He turned to Gan Yu, his tone gentle yet inquisitive: "Do you have any suggestions?"
Gan Yu pursed her lips and pondered for a moment before saying seriously, "That palace was originally bestowed by the Rock King Emperor. All the furnishings and arrangements back then were determined according to the Emperor's preferences."
"Although it now belongs to its predecessors, it has never been changed and still retains its original appearance."
"Since that's the case, why not follow the old ways and repair it in the original style? It would be a way to... continue a past friendship."
Indeed, that palace perched on the cliffside was built by Morax for his deceased friend, and every brick, tile, curtain, and drapery reflects the unique aesthetic of the god of precious metals.
Solemn and elegant, yet subtly magnificent.
Even as time passed, Junbai never changed a thing after taking over, leaving it to stand quietly until it fell into disrepair.
Upon hearing this, Jun Bai's gaze shifted slightly, a hint of reminiscence flashing across his eyes. He murmured softly, "Like before..."
After a moment, he nodded slightly: "It's not impossible. Interestingly, Morax and I do have some similar tastes."
Phoenixes are naturally fond of light and rare and precious things;
Morax, as the "god of precious metals," has always been fond of ancient jade, rare gemstones, and gilded carvings.
Their aesthetics overlap considerably—both favor things that gleam and admire the beauty of eternity and profoundness.
"I don't dislike those glittering things either." Jun Bai's lips curled up slightly, his tone carrying a rare hint of teasing.
However, before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he shook his head and laughed, "But if we want to completely restore it to its original appearance 1:1... the cost would be too high."
"Let's keep this as an alternative for now, and consider it only when there's absolutely no other way."
After all, to truly recreate the appearance of the imperial palace during the reign of emperors, the furniture and artifacts alone would require collecting a large number of cultural relics that are over a thousand years old, from bronze ritual vessels to jade screens, all of which are priceless.
Even though Jun Bai possessed a huge amount of Mora, he was unwilling to squander it.
"It's just repairing a place to live," he sighed softly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. "Why make it look like rebuilding a temple?"