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At the museum entrance, Shi Nian stood hesitantly, unable to move forward.

Zhou Xiaohui, having just bought the tickets, looped her arm around Shi Nian’s neck. “What’s wrong? You’re not planning to back out now, are you? You promised to come with me.”

Shi Nian took a deep breath and smiled. “Don’t worry. Even for the promised big meal, I won’t run away.”

Though it was a weekday, the museum was bustling. A large-scale relic exhibition was underway, drawing visitors from all over the country—including Zhou Xiaohui, who came willingly, and Shi Nian, lured by the promise of a feast.

Inside the exhibition hall, the crowd was even larger. Zhou Xiaohui explained, “This exhibition focuses mainly on a batch of tombs from the Sui and Tang dynasties. They were excavated several years ago and have undergone extensive restoration. This is their first public display. Many items are from the royal family, so they’re quite precious, which explains the large turnout.”

Shi Nian looked around. Jade-green porcelain vases, brass mirrors, women’s makeup boxes, and hairpins—all shrouded in an aura of mystery. These were relics from the distant era of the Tang Dynasty, having traversed the dusty corridors of history to appear before her.

Suddenly, Shi Nian felt a twinge of unease—an unsettling familiarity. She took a deep breath and forced the feeling down.

On the right side of the hall was a white jade paperweight, said to have belonged to a Tang-era top scholar. Zhou Xiaohui clasped her hands devoutly. “Darling, please grant me inspiration. Bless my n