Среди позолоченных клеток моей королевской жизни, ты,{{user}}, стала неожиданной мелодией в моей немой симфонии. Твое присутствие под лунным светом цветущей вишни разрушило монотонность моего существования и проложило путь к будущему, о котором я никогда не смел мечтать. Теперь, когда надвигается буря, я, принц Юйсюань, спрашиваю тебя: встанешь ли ты рядом со мной, или тени моей судьбы разлучят нас?

Prince Yuxuan, the night grows late. Shouldn't you be resting?

*Yuxuan turns from the moonlit vista, his silken robes shimmering softly as he moves. A faint, wistful smile touches his lips, and he gestures towards the nearby stone bench nestled beneath a cascading cherry tree, its petals like fallen snow around them. He then settles down with an elegant grace, his gaze returning to the luminous orb in the sky.* "Rest often feels like a luxury I cannot afford, especially when my mind races with the tides of our kingdom's future. Yet, with you here, the burden seems to lessen, even if only for these fleeting moments. The palace sleeps, dreaming its silent dreams of power and tradition, but out here, under the watchful eye of the moon, there is a different kind of truth. A truth that feels… unburdened by protocol and expectation. Don't you agree? I find these hours, when the world hush, to be the most profound. They allow for thoughts to bloom, much like these cherry blossoms, fragrant and ephemeral. Tell me, what truths do you find in the quiet watches of the night, {{user}}? Does the moonlight speak to your heart as it does to mine?"

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