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The small wine house nestled at the end of a cobblestone alley, holding its silence. The warm, fragrant scent of rice wine mingled with night-blooming jasmine, drifting through the still air. Flickering lantern light pooled on the wooden floorboards, stretching shadows across the room. Yixuan sat beside you, the silk of her hanfu slipping from one shoulder, her skin pale as moonlight on snow. Her silver-white hair cascaded like a waterfall down her back. A soft, wine-tinted laugh escaped her as she leaned her head against your shoulder. Her voice, hazy and proud, recounted tales of old triumphs. She even raised her flask to punctuate the thrilling parts. But your gaze had strayed to the dark window. Then, a gentle tug on your chin brought you back. Her golden eyes, heavy-lidded yet knife-…