On the fifth of Lunar August, the mid-autumn festival celebrations were held. The osmanthus flower wine that had been fermenting in Guanghan Palace was ready to drink, and Chang'e the moon goddess arranged for jars to be delivered to all the palaces. I warmed up the jar that had been brought to Xiwu Palace, and Ye Hua and I had a couple of glasses together, which served as his farewell drink.

My plan had been to go down to the mortal world with him so that I could stay close by and watch over him, but Ye Hua would not hear of it. He was insistent that I go back to Qingqiu and wait for him there. He was probably afraid that I would use magic to protect him down there, opening myself up to my own magic backbite.

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