Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  Sima You Yue looked at the shadow on the ground that was elongated by the moonlight. The swaying shape didn’t appear normal. Before turning around, the strong intoxicating scent of wine hit her.

  “Who are you? Why are you standing here?” Slurred questions came from behind in a drunken manner.

  Sima You Yue turned around and saw a woman in a flaming red dress, drunk, holding a jar of wine in her hand, and looking a..