Unlike the young noble ladies that looked up and down in awe of the beauty of the palace, Ruyi was not moved by it.
Instead, it filled her with memories, both good and bad.
"…heard she caused quite the spectacle at her sister's pining ceremony…"
"…such a shame, really. The Minister's daughter, behaving so…"
"…my mother says there's something not quite right about that one…"
"I heard she was sent to the barracks as punishment…"
"Did you hear about the rumors…"
"…don't get close to her, so you don't get cursed too…"
Despite the expected gossip, she kept her expression calm.
Her intentional skipping of her red lip rouge had paled her face, just as she wanted.
She intends to look as pitiable and depressed as possible.
From the corner of her eyes, she could see the paved pathway that led to the women's quarters of the palace, where the consort and concubines resided.
The weather today must have been planned because the long days of constant rainfall gave way to a somewhat comfortable weather despite the absence of the sun.
The Third Lady Cai stood at the edge of the pavilion, her hands clasped together at stomach level.
The breeze was soft carrying the scent of plum blossoms and imperial calculation.
"Jie-jie," a voice called from behind her.
Ruyi didn't need to turn.
"Ruxin mei-mei," she looked over her shoulder briefly. "You look radiant. That color suits you."
Ruxin's ruqun shone bright like a flame. A light pink blouse tucked into her gold-embroidered red skirt.
Her hair was a garden of pins and pearls. A single golden shawl glimmering with pearls, draped over one shoulder.
"I would say the same about you, Jie-jie. But…"
Ruxin's gaze assessed her sister's ash-blue ruqun, no bright rogue or hair accessories, save for the jade pin keeping her hair up.
"You don't look so well. I should have come to visit you but…" Ruxin blinked, her sly expression clear.
"Well… It seems Ruwen Da'ge didn't pay proper attention to you."
Ruyi replied, looking into the distance.
"I'm sure Mei-mei was preoccupied with more important issues. I hear Madam Shen has been paying many visits to matchmakers."
Ruyi didn't want to start anything at first, but…
"You—" Ruxin began, but the sound of laughter cut in.
Two noble ladies were walking toward them, their jeweled hairpins flashing.
With grinding teeth, Ruxin curtsied slightly excusing herself.
Ruyi replied to the gesture, watching her sister walk away with her company of friends.
From across the courtyard, Concubine Shen's smile shone like glass under the sun.
Ruyi met it with a slow blink and turned away.
She selected a seat near the back of the gathering, allowing Hua to lead her gently.
A delicate cough escaped her lips, causing a few eyes to turn her way.
Across the partitioned screen, she could hear the deeper voices of men also making their way into the courtyard.
Soon their side was filled with conversations, soft click of swine cups and occasional laughter.
Ruxin had been intentionally seated in the front with her clique.
Ruyi caught sight of the eye interaction between mother and daughter.
The issue of suitors had caused a bit of discord between them.
The invoices she had worked through had shown an increase in her sister's spending activities.
"The Queen Dowager has arrived!"
A train of maids walked briskly in, men carrying a wooden carriage on their shoulder right behind them.
Everyone fell on her face, kowtowing as they made their way through the crowd.
The Queen was brought down from her carriage and seated behind a semi-transparent partition wall.
"Raise!"
The Eunuch standing guard at the Queen's side spoke with a loud voice, ending the chatter on both sides.
"This year has been a blessed year. Spring is the season of promise and prosperity," he began, reciting the Queen's words in her place.
"And what better promise is there than a bright future? Let our young ladies bloom today as the flowers do under many watchful eyes."
The soft laughter that followed rippled through the gathering, Ruyi knew better than to join in.
This was no mere seasonal social gathering.
It was an audition, a marketplace where young women would be evaluated and traded like goods.
Status was everything to them.
Those of lower status wanted to marry to be elevated. While those of higher status want to either maintain or increase their relevance through marriage.
Some pre-planned already, some to assess and some on the look-out. Ruyi wouldn't pretend to not fall into one of the categories.
"Today, we shall have a small competition," the Eunuch continued, his smile never wavering.
"A chance for our ladies to display their talents, their virtue, and their cleverness. After all, the finest flowers must be properly appreciated."
"Ladies," finally came the Queen's voice, measured, and laced with something almost playful, "Shall we begin?"
The first task was announced: a poetry competition where the ladies would compose verses to be matched by the gentlemen across the partition.
The theme: Spring's Promise.
A subtle test.
Poetry among women was never about beauty. It was intelligence and wit.
When silk paper, brush and ink stones were distributed, she took her time drinking her tea as Hua prepared her table.
Everyone was tense and deep in thought, even Ruxin who had been gossiping away with the Seventh Lady Xu was now serious.
Ruyi couldn't afford to stand out in any way but at the same time, she couldn't be nonchalant about it.
That would cause more trouble for her.
She simply wrote, each stroke carefully, and placed her brush down gently. She had settled on 'Za-zen on Ching'ting Mountain' by Li bai.
Ruxin shifted on her silk cushion, shooting another resentful gaze at her mother.
The servants delivered the scrolls to the Eunuch one after the other.
The ladies' pieces would be read out first and then the men would have to write a matching one that would then be read again by the eunuch.
One by one, they were read aloud followed by matching verses from the gentlemen.
When her turn came, she barely lifted her eyes from her lap as someone read her hastily scribbled poem aloud:
"Spring spills her color in every lane, yet none as sweet as the wine in my cup. Why claim a single blossom for love, when the whole garden leans towards me?"
The silence that followed was telling.
Concubine Shen's grip on her fan loosened; the faintest smile touched her lips.
Pride shimmered in her eyes.
Across the hall, a murmur rose impressed voices, surprised laughter, even a cough or two from the gentlemen forced to match such audacity.
Behind the veil of her lashes, Ruxin allowed herself a small, satisfied breath.
She could feel eyes on her, whispers.
Her friend, Seventh Lady Xu whispered to Ruxin. "Young Master Cai, hide your identity. "
Ruxin brushed her off with a small smile.
But from the corner of her gaze, she caught Ruyi's faint smirk.
That expression, unbothered, stabbed at her more than open mockery ever could.
"I must apologize for my daughter," Concubine Shen's voice carried the perfect note of maternal pride as she addressed the Queen.
Ruxin could barely hide her scoff.
Behind the silken screen, the scratching of brushes began as the gentlemen rushed to compose their responses.
Moments later, the eunuch cleared his throat and unrolled the chosen reply.
"Spring's warmth tempts blossoms to unfurl, yet fleeting is the crimson fire. Though I chase its glow across green hills, my ink scatters, unable to aspire."
Even the polite courtiers could not mask the comparison.
Ruxin's couplet was alive, bright with daring; this reply was pale and weak.
From behind the screen came the sound of a stool being pushed back. A young man's voice followed, steady.
"I must admit, my defeat. The young miss's verse surpasses mine by far..."
Such candid admission was rare at these contests.
The games continued.
Most were the usual words; compliments to the beauty of the writer, promises of devotion.
When Ruyi's turn came, she folded her hands under her table anxiously.
Hua handed the paper to the servant, then to the eunuch who opened it and read it out loud.
"The birds have vanished down the sky. Now the last cloud drains away. We sit together, the mountain and me, until only the mountain remains."
A clear voice rang out from behind the partition:
"Rivers bow to the ocean's call. Winds will bend the tallest pine. If mountains dare to block my way, I'll carve a road, and make them mine."
The certainty in the voice took her off guard.
The crowd stirred with whispers as the Queen Dowager nodded her head.
"How remarkable. Such poetic harmony is rare to see." she said with a pleased tone. "However, Prince Gao, you must have stunned the ladies by your promptness."
He bowed slightly.
"Forgive me, your highness. The poem resonates so deeply with me. I couldn't let the opportunity pass me by. Forgive my mistake."
The Queen stated.
"This is my nephew, Gao Yichen. The Bureau of Astronomy has long spoken of his fate, that his star shines bright. They say it negates all evils and turns misfortune into blessing."
Ruyi's hands trembled as she folded them in her lap.
Gao Yichen, one of the two names from her marriage list, and now publicly marked as her match by the Queen Dowager herself.
Ruyi knew that the Queen wasn't an easy woman but seeing her in action was much more than she imagined.
With one statement, she had made her intentions clear and ruined Ruyi's plan.
And Gao Yichen.
There was no way a man with such presence and will would have been idle all these years.
No way.
Her eyes met with Hua who was standing to her side.
This might be more difficult than she expected.
Suddenly, a commotion at the entrance caught everyone's attention.
A man strode in, flanked by guards, his presence immediately commanding the space.
Even in her bored mood, Ruxin found herself sitting straighter.
"Your Majesty," he said, offering a deep bow to the Queen, "I humbly apologize for my lateness. Military duties detained me longer than expected."
The Queen waved graciously. "No need for pleasantries, Commander. Please, join us."
He walked steadily to the men's section, and Ruxin found herself unable to look away. She wasn't alone.
Most of the ladies found themself awestruck by his presence.
There was something magnetic about the way he carried himself.
"Who is that?" she whispered urgently to the lady beside her.
The girl looked at her with surprise. "Don't you know? That's Commander Liang Tian of the Imperial Army. His father is the Minister of Justice."
Liang Tian.
The name rolled through her mind. She'd heard it before, but where?
Then it hit her.
Her mother had forced her to accompany her to the Liang Manor to meet Madam Liang once. She had mentioned then that her son was away on military duties.
Ruxin had thought of that behavior to be inappropriate.
Was he looking down on her?
But now…
This was the man she was to be engaged to.
Suddenly, this tedious afternoon felt a little interesting.
The first game was rounding up, and trays of sweet osmanthus cakes and plum tea were passed around by quiet-footed palace maids.
"Your Majesty, if I may make a request?"
The Queen inclined her head.
"I regret missing the poetry exchange. I've heard of Third Lady Cai's exceptional talent and would be honored to engage in a verse with her, if she would permit it."
Ruxin's heart plummeted.
Cai Ruyi.
Of course. Of course he would notice Ruyi, not her. Everyone always noticed Ruyi first.
Ruyi was taken off guard but quickly responded.
"You honor me, Commander, but I fear my recent illness has left me quite drained. I wouldn't wish to disappoint with a poor performance."
"I'll take the challenge!" Prince Gao's voice rang out eagerly. "If Third Lady Cai cannot participate, perhaps the Commander would honor me instead?"
Commander Liang declined with polite grace, though Prince Gao caught the flicker of disappointment in his expression.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. Though I must confess, it is a pity. Perhaps another opportunity will present itself for me to appreciate Lady Cai's renowned skill."
Ruyi looked up at her maid and their eyes met.
She had never met Commander Liang before. Why was he interested in her?
Maybe he heard the rumors about the poems from the hair pining incident. But those weren't hers… They were Ruxin's.
The eunuch resumed his recitation of the remaining verse, but Ruxin barely paid them mind.
Her eyes were fixed on the partition that separated the two genders.
Her mind still on the way Commander Liang had mentioned her sister's name.
As the gathering finally concluded and people began to disperse, Ruxin's mind was already racing.
Liang Tian.
She wanted him.
Ruyi remained in her seat. Her teacup steamed gently in her hands. She raised it to her lips and coughed.
Just once.
Then again, softer.
She pressed a silk handkerchief to her lips with a quiet sigh and lowered her gaze.
The remainder of the competition passed in a blur. When the formal activities concluded and the ladies were released to stroll through the palace gardens.
She suddenly felt someone sneak to her side, bumping into her side table, knocking her cup over.
Luckily for Ruyi, the cup was empty. Having to change her clothes in the palace would be quite troublesome.
They lowered themselves closer to Ruyi, attempting to get the cup together.
Ruyi was about to stop them. "Don't…"
"You still look pale," came Ruxin's voice, pitched carefully just above a whisper. "Perhaps, Ruyi jie-jie should sit out the next event."
Ruyi was taken aback by the strange generosity coming from her sister.
Why the sudden concern?
"I'm fine," Ruyi replied. "A little spring wind won't hurt me."
"Suit yourself," Ruxin added before walking away, her smile dropping.
Concubine Shen, seated nearby with the older ladies, said nothing. But the look she gave her stepdaughter was sharp.
What was going on?
Maybe it was time to leave, she had Hua help her rise up. She wasn't in the mood to entertain sudden plots or tricks.
Maybe the weather was really getting to her.
She had barely reached the bridge when a figure stepped from behind a pillar, blocking her path.
"Third Lady Cai," the voice was smooth, but with an underlying quality that made her very nervous. "How lucky I am to meet you here."
Gao Yichen was not hard on the eyes in the way that courtiers often were, perfectly groomed and elegantly dressed.
But his eyes held a calculating coldness. What scared her more was how little she knew about him.
So, she had to rely on meeting him and getting a feel of him personally.
"Prince Gao, Your Highness," she replied, offering a small bow.
"Admiring the gardens? How poetic of you." His smile was all teeth. "I must say, your verse today was quite… something. It speaks to a kindred spirit in need of proper… guidance."
The way he said 'guidance' made Ruyi's stomach turn.
She took a small step backward, but he moved closer. Kindred, my foot
Her poem was on par with the theme while focusing on peace and seclusion.
His, on the other hand, revealed his hunger for control and ambition.
Whether it was focused on her or something else, she could only assume.
He started inching closer to her, taking her whole presence in with his wandering eyes.
She could clearly tell that he was trying to read her.
She was starting to regret excusing Hua earlier.
"The Queen Dowager mentioned how well our verses complemented each other," he continued, his voice dropping to a more intimate register. "Perhaps this is the beginning of a beautiful… friendship."
"I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean, Your Highness." Ruyi kept her voice carefully neutral, though her mind was racing, thinking of various ways of escape.
She didn't like how she felt around him.
Not one bit.
"Oh, but I think you do."
His smile widened.
He laughed. "I've heard about you."
"I don't deserve it."
"Curiosity," he said, his hands now behind his back. "A man hears so much, he begins to wonder what's true."
She covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed a bit.
"A girl as clever as you surely recognizes opportunity when it presents itself. The Queen Dowager's favor is not something to be taken lightly."
The implied threat was clear. Ruyi felt her carefully constructed facade of frailty slipping.
She had not eaten anything all day and had only drank the tea served to her by Hua.
The same tea that she could feel about to regurgitate into her mouth.
Before she could respond with words that would certainly be regretted, a new voice cut through the tension like a blade.
"Prince Gao, how unexpected to find you here."
Both Ruyi and Gao Yichen turned to see the Imperial Consort approaching, her robes rustling softly against the stone pathway of the bridge.
Her presence was like a sigh of relief for Ruyi. She saw Hua appear from behind the train of maids.
"Your Ladyship," Gao Yichen bowed deeply, but Ruyi could see the frustration in his carefully controlled movements. "I was just discussing poetry with The Third Lady Cai."
"How delightful," the Imperial Consort's voice was warm while her eyes searched Ruyi's.
She moved to perform the proper bow, but deliberately let her foot catch on the hem of her dress. She appeared to stumble.
Hua rushed forward, catching her mistress's elbow.
"Lady Cai, you look pale, child. Perhaps you should rest in the shade? If you were so sick, you should have skipped the occasion."
Ruyi shook her head. "Your Ladyship is most kind. I fear I am still recovering from my recent illness."
"Of course. Prince Gao, I'm sure you understand the need for a young lady to preserve her health."
The Imperial Consort's smile was perfectly polite, but the dismissal was absolute.
"Someone, call the imperial physician."
Gao Yichen had no choice but to bow and withdraw, though from his look, this conversation was far from over.
"Ruyi."
"I know," Ruyi quickly intercepted, finally feeling the tea settle back into her stomach.
"Walk with me, child."
The two walked slowly and deeply into the garden, maids following from behind.
"Prince Gao," Ruyi asked. "How much does Your Ladyship know about him?"
"I know little about him. He spent his childhood in the palace, but he moved back to the Gao Household after a few years. Her Majesty has asked for his return." The Consort's voice was flat.
She continued to reveal. "There are rumors about his birth father."
"Princess Ning was supposed to be married to the north for a peace treaty. When the northern tribes broke their word and invaded instead, she was sent back in disgrace. Duke Gao married her not long after."
The Consort's tone suggested she also found the timing suspicious. "Then, he was born not long after."
Ruyi voiced out her assumptions.
"Her majesty has made it clear about her support in having me be tied to Prince Gao. That must mean Liang Tian is set up for Ruxin. Concubine Shen must have had an agreement with Her Majesty to be able to have Ruxin marry into the Liang Family. That is the only way she could end up marrying into a good family."
Her aunt's face twisted in disgust. "How is your father handling this?"
"I am sure he knows." Ruyi didn't elaborate.
"I should have never…" Her aunt caught herself.
Not now, Ruyi thought as she shook her head.
"The simplest solution," her aunt continued, "would be an engagement. To someone else, someone of your choosing. It would remove you from the Queen and Concubine Shen's board entirely."
Ruyi had already considered this, of course.
Her mind had circled back to it dozens of times over the past few days.
Find someone suitable, someone safe, someone who could offer protection without demanding too much in return.
It would be neat, practical, effective and utterly unfair.
"I won't use an innocent person as a shield," she said quietly. "Whoever I chose would be dragged into this mess through no fault of their own."
Her aunt stared at her as if she'd sprouted a second head. "Ruyi, this is not the time for sentiment."
"It's not sentiment." Ruyi's voice carried an edge now.
Ruyi continued.
"It won't be easy. Even if I decide to marry someone else, it has to be someone who has enough power and position. If they are too weak, their entire family could be destroyed because of me."
The silence stretched between them, filled with the sound of water flowing over stones.
Ruyi had even thought about ruining her reputation to get out of this mess but, on the contrary, it might even hasten the plans to marry her off.
"Ruyi, In marriage, wealth and assists are indeed important. But, when love isn't possible, it is more important to look for someone who is sensible and reasonable."
"Then help me," Ruyi said. "I can't marry Prince Gao and risk being a pawn or even worse making you a pawn. I know that she is trying to target you, by using me."
Her aunt's eyes glittered. "You knew?"
"Of course." Ruyi tilted her head with a small smile. "If it was because of me, I would…"
"Don't say it!" The Imperial Consort placed a hand over Ruyi's mouth.
She would not let another soul sacrifice their life and happiness for her. She watched her only sister do that once and… never.
She knew the child held guilt in her heart concerning what had happened in the past.
No matter how many times she tried to make Ruyi understand that it wasn't her fault, she could see in the child's eyes that it was hard to accept.
Whatever she had asked for, Ruyi had done it without question.
The rumors about Ruyi being bad luck had gotten to the ears of the consort. She was however, hesitant to bring it up with the girl.
She had tried to crush them but it seemed like someone was going through a lot of effort to make sure they stayed in the ears of people.
Ruyi removed her aunt's hand from her mouth and held it in hers. "Okay okay. I won't say anything then."
Seeing the soldiers marching around the palace, Ruyi asked.
"Your Grace, I heard that His Majesty appointed Ru'gege as one of the auditors. Do you perhaps…"
"Are you asking me why the Emperor chose Commander Cai for such a task?"
Ruyi nodded.
The Imperial Consort patted Ruyi's hand, her green jade bangle glistening.
"The first question you should be asking is why did the Emperor decide on an audit right in the middle of preparation for the yearly budget."
The question had come to Ruyi's mind at least once but she had little reach or insight into court affairs to come to a reasonable conclusion.
The Consort continued. "I'm sure you heard about the embezzlement rumor surrounding the distribution of grains in Qinghu."
"Yes, I did. That the Marquis of Yong'an, the Governor of Qinghu stole from the people's palliatives and caused hunger last winter. But I still don't see how that should concern Ge-ge."
"Well, you see," She sat down and gestured for Ruyi to do the same.
"It was a level five scholar who made this report public in court to the Emperor. And when he asked if anyone would be willing to pursue the case, you can imagine what the response was. No one was willing to go against Her Majesty."
The Consort snorted. "Those greedy, spineless old men."
"I see." Ruyi sighed thoughtfully. "That's why…"
If the audit was just an excuse then, taking up this case literally meant fighting the Queen Dowager directly and no one…that knew the ways of the capital would accept that.
"This is not just an audit but a battle for the throne." Ruyi realized what exactly was at play. "But, doesn't that mean that Wen'gege walked into a trap?"
The Imperial Consort nodded in response.
"The Commander currently has no aid or hold in the capital. This will be a very difficult task for him."
Ruyi started. "Your Ladyship…"
"Don't worry. I will arrange for help for him."
A small smile found its way to Ruyi's face. "Thank you."
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The clouds showed little signs of gathering as the young ladies and masters found their ways back to their respective seats after the short break to continue the competition.
The poetry competition had been entertaining to say the least.
Everyone was back except the empty seat that lingered at the back of the rows in the female side of the barricade.
"Where is the Third Lady Cai?" The Queen's voice caused several heads to turn.
A servant stepped forward, bowing low.
"Your Majesty, the young miss was still feeling unwell and had to excuse herself."
Ruxin felt a ghost of her smile make its way to her face. With Ruyi absent, no one would overshadow or draw away the attention she craved.
Concubine Shen rose partially from her seat.
"Your Majesty, please forgive my daughter's lack of proper respect. If I—"
"There is no need," the Queen waved dismissively. "Health must always come first."
Across the pavilion, whispers began to circulate. Several young ladies exchanged glances while taking a sip of their tea.
"How disrespectful to Her Majesty…"
"Always seeking attention…"
"I'm glad she left with her bad luck…"
Prince Gai sat upright in his place, his jaw tight as he recalled his earlier conversation with the Third Lady Cai.
Commander Liang Tian maintained his stoic expression, but disappointment flickered in his eyes. His gaze lingered on the barricade as his fist tightened across his thumb.
He had heard about the Third Lady Cai's appearance in this event and decided to drop by.
This would be his second time catching a glimpse of what she looked like.
However, this time, he saw more than a veiled face.
The afternoon proceeded with tea making and deserts, but the absence of one person weighed on the mind of a few.
When the clouds started to show signs of rain, the Queen departed, accompanied by her entourage of officials.
The nobles began to disperse into smaller groups. Some headed towards the flower gardens and a few toward the scenic walkways of the palace.
Ruxin leaped from her seat the moment the barricade was taken down. Her eyes searched around trying to track Commander Liang's movement.
She couldn't be too obvious about her plans while in the company of other ladies. Ruxin was barely even listening to the gossip occurring around her.
One lady mentioned, rolling her eyes. "That Cai Ruyi must have a lot of audacity. Leaving while Her Majesty was still seated."
"She doesn't deserve us talking about her."
"I still remember what happened during A'xin's hair pining ceremony."
"I heard your father sent her away to the barracks. No wonder she got so sick."
"Serves her right."
"Is it true that her bad luck was the reason behind the death of Madam Zhang and the Imperial Consort's child?"
"Of course. I'm sure the commander was sent to the northern front to avoid her curse."
They noticed that Ruxin's eyes were zoned out, looking at a distance. Young Miss Xu tried following her friend's line of vision.
"Ruxin"
"A'xin?" Seventh Miss Xu shook Ruxin's arm. "What is on your mind?"
Ruxin gave a fake smile, forced out of her thoughts. "Nothing."
She noticed Commander Liang walking away out of view. She couldn't miss her chance.
"I'm leaving. Don't wait for me."
Ruxin hurried away from the cliche and after him with quick, light steps that made her jewelry chime.
He turned a corner towards the eastern garden path, his military bearing evident even in his civilian clothes.
"Commander Liang!"
He paused at the sound of his name. He didn't turn immediately, just glancing over his shoulder.
Then he slowly turned to face her. His expression was neutral, almost cold. There was no smile on his face as she made her way to him.
The guard that stood by his side anticipated the response of his commander, given that women coming to him was a normal occurrence.
He could already pity the young lady as he foresaw the harsh rejection she was about to receive.
Ruxin felt at loss of words as she stood before him, unlike her. He was more imposing up close.
She had heard rumors about him but never paid them any mind since they never concerned her. But his aura increased her appeal of him.
She curtsied. "Commander Liang. My name is Cai Ruxin, the Fifth Lady of the Cai Household."
At the sound of her last name, he gestured to his guard to leave.
A small smile made its way to Ruxin's face. He acknowledged her. This was a good sign.
He recognized the last name before Ruxin's name.
Cai. Cai Ruyi.
The lady standing before him must be the Fifth Miss.
His mother had mentioned.
He didn't expect she would go out of her way to approach him first.
"Prehaps," Ruxin said, gathering her courage, "you might escort me through the gardens?"
His gaze moved past her, scanning the gardens behind. His attention was clearly not focused on her, despite her efforts.
"You are Cai Ruxin," he finally said.
"Yes!" She replied eagerly. "I am—"
"The daughter of Minister Cai. The Third Lady Cai's sister. The woman my family has arranged for me to marry."
The words came out like a recitation of instructions, void of any anticipation.
Ruxin's breath caught. Why did he mention her…
"I… yes," she managed. "I thought we might…"
"We might what? Talk?"
"I just thought…"
"Fifth Lady Cai, this marriage is for the benefit of my family."
"Don't you want to know anything about me?" The question escaped from her mouth.
"I see." He was silent for a long moment. "In that case, I suppose formal introductions are not necessary."
"How do you know jie-jie?" Ruxin found herself asking. "You mentioned wanting to share poetry with her on your arrival."
For the first time, his expression shifted.
"I have heard of The Third Lady's art of poems and wanted to experience it firsthand."
The admission hit Ruxin like a blow.
"And have you heard anything about me?"
"I don't see why that would be necessary." His gaze is caught by his guard in the distance. "If you'll excuse me."
Without waiting for her response, he turned and continued down the garden path, his guard meeting him halfway.
Ruxin stood alone watching his walk away without looking back. Her fingers curled around the sleeves of her robe.
All she could think of is why he had to mention Ruyi's name.
She let out a soft exhale and adjusted the scarf across her shoulders.
She still wanted him. And she would have him.
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The cloudy skies filtered through the open windows of the hall as the women gathered in one of the palace's reception halls in the part of the palace separated for the women's court.
The competition had just concluded and the women had been ushered in when the sky started to show signs of rainfall.
Concubine Shen smoothed her sleeves for the third time, her smile bright as she leaned towards Madam Wei.
"Her Majesty's gardens are as exquisite as ever," Madam Wei mentioned, her fan fluttering as she spoke.
"Indeed." Concubine Shen replied.
"I heard your daughters performed beautifully in the poetry competition earlier."
Concubine Shen laughed a little too loudly at Madam Wei's words.
"Oh, Madam Wei, you are far too kind to say such things."
"Nonsense," Madam Wu interjected. "We are simply telling the truth. Your daughters are quite the talk of the capital lately."
The fan in Concubine Shen's hand moved faster. "They are still so young and have so much to learn…"
"Perhaps," Madam Wu's eyes glowed with something that wasn't quite kindness, "but clearly blessed. To have Her Majesty notice one of your daughters so particularly… why, you might soon find yourself in-laws with the Queen herself."
Madam Wei, in an effort to defend her friend, let out. "It might be sooner than you expect."
A few women giggled behind their sleeves, whispering between themselves.
Concubine Shen gave a small laugh that sounded strained. "I… surely you are joking, Madam Wu. Such honors are beyond…"
"Is she?" Madam Chen leaned forward. "Even Prince Gao, who just arrived, has taken notice, has he not?"
Madam Wu continued. "And the other, from what I hear, will be joining the Liang Family. Which daughter was it again? Ruxin?"
Concubine Shen held onto the fake smile on her face. "Yes, my daughter Ruxin."
Madam Wu turned towards Madam Liang. "Taking a concubine before a main wife for your son? Well, it isn't unheard of."
The silence stretched.
Concubine Shen set down her cup carefully, her knuckles white against the porcelain handle.
Concubine Shen's smile stretched wider, becoming something brittle.
"Ah yes, my daughter Ruxin is so fortunate to be marrying into your esteemed family, Madam Liang. Your son is truly…"
Madam Liang had been quiet throughout the exchange, her posture rigid.
Now she spoke, her voice heavy. "I do hope, Concubine Shen, that you will take good care of your daughter."
"The arrangement serves both our families," Madam Liang continued.
She didn't look at Concubine Shen when she spoke. Instead, her gaze remained fixed on the teacup in her hands.
"I hope," Concubine Shen said quickly, "that Madam will look after my daughter once she enters your household. Ruxin is spirited, but she has a good heart."
Madam Liang looked at her teacup, long and unblinking. "If she is to marry into my family, she will be taught what it means to carry the Liang name."
Madam Chen cleared her throat delicately. "How wonderful for both families to be so… harmoniously aligned."
Lady Yun, an older widow, chuckled under her breath. "So it is Ruxin. Forgive me, I had assumed it would be Ruyi."
Madam Wu pitched in. "If Ruyi is married into the Jiang Family, would you expect Ruxin to be married into the royal household instead?"
The suggestion was absurd, everyone present knew it. One daughter was clearly more valuable than the other.
Concubine Shen's smile tightened. "Ruxin is more suited to a military family. She has always been... lively."
"I see," murmured Lady Yun, before sipping her tea.
Madam Liang took a sip of her tea. "Her Majesty's wisdom in these matters is, as always, beyond question."
The emphasis on 'Her Majesty's wisdom' was not lost on anyone present. This acknowledged that the arrangement came from a higher authority.
"Indeed," Concubine Shen managed to say. "We are all… grateful for Her Majesty's guidance in family matters."
The conversation drifted on, but the undercurrent remained. Concubine Shen kept smiling, pouring tea, her back straight as ever.
After a while, the ladies started to disperse little by little. Madam Liang, with the aid of her maid, got on her feet and left the hall without ceremony.
Concubine Shen noticed the departure and hurried after her. This might be her only chance to salvage something from the disaster of the afternoon.
"Madam Liang," Concubine Shen called after her. "Perhaps we might speak more about the wedding arrangements…"
"When the time comes," Madam Liang replied without turning back. "We will reach out."
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The first gift arrived early in the morning, two days later as she had anticipated: bolts of silk and wrapped cloth-of-gold, accompanied by a card written in Prince Gao's careful calligraphy.
Ruyi barely glanced at them before instructing Hua to prepare the return message.
She didn't care to write it herself, letting Hua do the work instead.
"The Third Lady expresses her gratitude for His Highness's generosity, but regretfully must decline the gifts. This young servant has sworn to live a life of simplicity."
The silks were sent back unopened.
The second gift was perfume from distant lands, housed in crystal bottles that caught the morning light.
It too was returned with the same message. Ruyi couldn't be bothered to change the words.
Prince Gao, it seemed, was not accustomed to having his generosity refused.
Concubine Shen's voice carried across the courtyard. "Cài Ruyi!"
Ruyi set down her tea cup with deliberate care and rose to meet her stepmother.
Before she could properly greet, a slap passed her face.
"Young Miss!" Hua rushed to her side, Ruyi stopped her with a raise of hand, rising to her feet.
Concubine Shen's face was flushed with barely contained anger, her hands clenched at her sides.
"What is the meaning of this shameful behavior?"
Concubine Shen hissed, keeping her voice low enough that the servants couldn't overhear.
"Prince Gao sends you gifts worthy of an empress, and you return them like some peasant girl who doesn't know her place?"
"I returned them with proper courtesy and apology," Ruyi replied calmly. "I hardly think that constitutes shameful behavior."
"You think you're so clever, don't you? So above the rest of us?"
Concubine Shen stepped closer. "Do you have any idea what you're throwing away? What doors you're slamming shut?"
Ruyi tilted her head with genuine curiosity, increasing the volume of her voice.
"I don't lack clothing or jewelry, Madam Shen. My needs are quite adequately met. But if you find yourself needing any of those things, perhaps you should speak to Father about your allowance. I'm sure the Gao steward could be persuaded to make the delivery your chambers instead."
Ruyi clapped her hand. "Or even better, you could use it as Ruxin's dowry. Marrying into the Liang Family as the main wife is no small thing, you know."
Concubine Shen's hand flew up again. "How dare you!"
This time, Ruyi stood still.
Her eyes locked squarely with the other woman, ignoring the hand still raised in the air.
Her expression screamed: I dare you.
Concubine Shen never attacked Ruyi directly or physically, at least not in the presence of people.
She had an image to maintain. The first slap was anger driven and impulsive. They both knew this very well.
The raised hand shamefully dropped down to Concubine Shen's side.
With Ruyi proven right, a tiny smirk flashed across her lips.
"I hope you'll excuse me, Madam Shen," Ruyi said with a perfect curtsy. "I have other things to attend to."
She walked away with measured steps, leaving Concubine Shen standing in the courtyard.
"Cai Ruyi, You think you're so untouchable, don't you? Well, let me tell you something, your time is running out." She scoffed. "You will not stand in the way of my Ruxin's future."
The next day, Ruyi was in her private garden, kneeling on the ground while tending to the peony plants she had brought back with her.
"I heard you had a fondness for plum blossoms," A voice rang from behind her, almost stunning her. "I thought I might find you here."
Ruyi offered him a little head bow, without turning to look at him.
"Your Highness, what are you doing here?"
"I have some business with Minister Cai." His smile flickered slightly at the edges. "You've returned every gift. And now this coldness. Must I fight for every word you give me?"
He walked around her to see her face when he realized she had no intentions of leaving what she was doing to acknowledge his presence further.
"It seem Your Highness must have stumbled into the wrong courtyard then," Ruyi replied, her voice soft but firm. "My father should be in his study. I can have a maid show you the way."
Prince Gao studied her face, searching for the crack in her composure. When he found none, his expression hardened slightly.
"No need. I would rather keep you company here."
"There is no need for that, Your Highness." Ruyi set down the watering pitcher with careful precision. "I wouldn't want others to have the wrong impression."
The silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken implications. Ruyi could see that he looked down on her. He saw her beneath him.
Prince Gao's jaw tightened almost imperceptibly.
"My father should be expecting you," Ruyi continued, her tone pleasantly neutral. "You wouldn't want to keep him waiting."
Finally, she said standing with the water pitcher in hand. "And Your Highness, these are purple peonies, not plum blossoms. Hua, kindly see His Highness to Father's study."
She curtsied and walked past him toward the house, her steps unhurried, her back straight.
Behind her, she could feel his gaze pierce her.
It seemed like she needed to come up with a better solution for this problem.
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In the main hall of the Cai manor, Minister Cai was seated with a neutral expression. Beside him, Concubine Shen sat dressed elaborately.
Prince Gao entered, dressed in the finest silk, and offered a head bow to both Minister Cai and Concubine Shen.
"Your Highness, it is an honor to have you in our humble home," Minister Cai said, standing to his feet.
"Her Majesty sends her regards to both of you," Prince Gao replied smoothly as he settled into a seat. "She speaks fondly of your family's loyal service to the throne."
He then gestured for the two to be seated.
At his subtle gesture, servants entered carrying boxes of different sizes. The gifts were settled and opened to reveal various treasures and silks.
Concubine Shen's eyes lit up with joy.
"Your highness is far too generous. Such magnificent gifts are beyond what we could ever deserve."
"Indeed," Minister Cai agreed. "This is far too much."
Prince Gao waved dismissively. "It is nothing compared to the friendship between our family. I hope this gesture might…strengthen our bonds even more."
The servant suddenly announced. "The Third Miss is here, My Lord."
"Let her enter." Concubine Shen commanded, sharing a look with the Prince.
Ruyi entered the hall gracefully, dressed plainly.
She offered a small curtsy first to her father, then to concubine Shen and finally to Prince Gao.
Not once did she lift her eyes above the level of their knees.
"Father. Madam Shen."
Then she stood with her hands clasped at her waist with a blank expression.
She had known he would show up in person eventually. Refusing the gifts had been the bait. And he had taken it.
Minister Cai cleared his throat. "Ruyi, this is Prince Gao. He is…"
"No need, Minister Cai." Prince Gao interrupted, his gaze fixed on Ruyi.
"The Third Miss and I had a most refreshing exchange at the Mid-Spring banquet. She is as graceful as she is beautiful."
"Ruyi, my dear," Concubine Shen began, "His Highness has brought us such thoughtful gifts. All this for a New Year's greeting! Isn't this wonderful?"
Ruyi mentally scoffed at the statement. Wonderful…
"Father, you summoned me while entertaining such an important guest. I could always come return at another time."
"I summoned you because His Highness graced us with a visit. It is only proper that you greet him. Show proper respect."
Ruyi bowed again towards the Prince. "Your Highness"
"I have greeted you." She replied calmly. "Is there anything else, Father?"
Minister Cai's face darkened slightly. "Ruyi, mind your manners. What foolishness has gotten to you?"
"Your Highness, please forgive her," Concubine Shen said quickly, with a nervous laugh. "She is still young and… hopelessly naive about such matters. I take the blame for not teaching her properly."
"There is nothing to forgive," Prince Gao replied with a cold smirk. "I have heard a lot about the Third Miss's… frankness. Her boldness is a rare trait."
Concubine Shen let out a forced laughter. "Y-yes, Your Highness."
"I heard the Third Miss is fond of poetry." Prince Gao continued, "I prepared a few rare books for her to enjoy."
Ruyi tilted her head to the side slowly. "Your Highness is too kind. But I must decline. I'm not in need of New Year gifts."
Prince Gao kept his forced smile.
"It is merely a gesture, Third Miss. There is no harm in kindness."
"Thank you, Your Highness," Ruyi said, finally lifting her head, "but I don't deserve such. Unless, of course, these gifts carry another meaning?"
"Ruyi!" Minister Cai snapped.
"Third Miss, don't misunderstand things. His Highness merely wished to express his goodwill. We are fortunate to have him here."
Concubine Shen quickly stepped between them, voice filled with false warmth. "Forgive her, Your Highness."
"It's fine, Madam Shen," Prince Gao said. "We will soon be family. This little gift is nothing. No offense at all."
"Family?" Ruyi blinked once.
She turned to her father with a questioning look. "Father?"
Minister Cai swallowed, attempting to compose himself. "Ruyi… you are not a child. You should understand the situation."
Ruyi tilted her head as if thinking deeply. "Oh? Then these are supposed to be proposal gifts?"
Concubine Shen claps her hands in joy. "Third Miss understands now."
"Does this mean," Ruyi asked, "that my marriage has already been decided? Without my say?"
Concubine Shen's voice lowered. "Marriage matters are decided by one's elders. A daughter must trust the arrangement set for her. Third Miss, you must look at the greater picture."
Shen cooed, stepping closer as if to take Ruyi's hand. "Our Cai family is very fortunate for His Highness's favor. You should feel honored that His Highness has taken a liking to you."
Ruyi stepped back.
"You told me I would choose. Yet now, without a word, the decision was made."
Prince Gao's lips curled into amused superiority.
"Third Miss, marriage arrangements are not children's games. Elders make decisions for a reason."
Ruyi's lashes lowered, shadowing her eyes.
"Ah. So I am merely to accept the decision and be grateful?"
Ruyi smiled, too sweetly.
"Of course. Then whosoever accepts the gifts… should marry the giver. Fortunately, the Cai family has more than one daughter."
Concubine Shen froze.
"There are many fine ladies who would delight in Your Highness's proposal." Ruyi continued. "I, however, will not."
There is a stunned silence.
Prince Gao's jaw ticked.
"Father," she said, turning with a final curtsy, "if that is all, I will take my leave."
Minister Cai stood halfway, anger flashing in his eyes.
"You…"
Concubine Shen spits out. "Ruyi!"
But Ruyi was already on her way out the door.
Prince Gao let out a bitter laugh.
"Minister Cai, Madam Shen, your household has quite the spirited daughter."
His tone dripped with contempt.
"I hope you will… discipline her properly before Her Majesty hears of this."
Concubine Shen bowed repeatedly.
"Your Highness, please wait."
Dusting his clothes, Prince Gao rose to his feet.
"No need to see me off. And I look forward to seeing how this matter is resolved."
He turned on his heel, sleeves flaring, and strode out with an air of wounded authority.
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Inside a temporary audit office, an old building near the Ministry of Justice, oil lamps and paper littered on a table.
Commander Cai rubbed his temples as he stood over the table scattered with paper.
Barely a month into his investigation of the Qinghu corruption and he felt like he was just chasing shadows.
This case was the main reason His Majesty put him on the case.
"An accident," he scoffed to himself.
One of the junior scribes had returned in the morning to find half of the warehouse burnt by fire.
The quarter that suffered the most damages just happened to contain records from Qinghu's winter aid distributions, records that Ruwen had requested for two days prior.
With the help of the people sent by the imperial consort, he was able to track down the magistrate in charge of that division.
But that same week, the magistrate who had agreed to meet with Ruwen privately was found floating face-down in a canal.
Another accident.
Ruwen had been fighting battles for ten years but the political warfare in the capital was proving tougher than he had anticipated. At least with swords, he would see who he was fighting.
He knew it was not going to be easy but the closer he got to the truth, the quicker it slipped from his grasp.
He looked out the window, staring at the partly hidden moon. The gong sounded, announcing the start of the hour of Hai.
However, in the middle of the mess of sheets was a bound ledger. It was one that he didn't recognize.
He flipped through it. Page after page of grain reports and supply logs going back at most six months. It wasn't a lot but it was a start of something.
But…where could it have come from?
The storehouse had been burnt down. How could this be in front of him?
That night, Ruwen stood beneath the blinking lights of the barracks. A shadow appeared beside him.
"You heard about the fire," Ruwen said without turning.
All the person gave was a grunt.
"The corruption runs much deeper than I anticipated. Censor Qu avoids meeting with one excuse after the other. I'm not even sure if Minister Liang is helping or playing both sides."
Ruwen continues, his jaw tightening. "The ministry of Justice 'loses' key witnesses. I'm beginning to think His Majesty sent me to investigate the very people who are meant to help me do it."
"That means they believe you are making progress. The more you make, the more pressure follows," Haifeng continued.
"The Queen's people want you to fail. The Emperor can't protect you openly."
Ruwen put his hand out to catch the drizzling rain. "I know."
He pulled out a ledger from inside his robe and handed it to Haifeng.
With a raised brow, Haifeng studied what was in front of him, yet to be collected.
The General took it from his commander's hand and flipped through it.
"But…"
"Exactly." Ruwen said.
"Where did you get it from?"
Ruwen answered. "I found it on my table. I have no idea who left it there."
Haifeng's brows were drawn. "Whoever did this is either foolish or very careful."
"It is too good to be true."
"It could be a trap to derail you." Haifeng held the book at eye-level. "I'll find out."
A few days passed after that meeting.
The men were both in Commander Cai's tent, anticipating the arrival of a certain person.
Haifeng was lounging on Ruwen's bed, while the owner of the room leaned nervously on the edge of a large table that had the landscape of the world.
Then came Chuyang dragging a thin, pale man through the side entrance of the tent. The man stumbled into the room, blindfolded and terrified.
"General. Commander." He said, bowing to the two men respectively.
Ruwen and Haifeng shared a look. The man kneeling on the floor was a stranger to them.
Haifeng gave Chuyang a look.
"Where am I? What did I do?" The man cried in confusion.
At Haifeng's instruction, the guard took off the man's blindfold and left the room. The man blinked as his eyes adjusted to the light in the room.
Recognizing the man standing in front of him, he said. "Commander Cai!"
Haifeng walked slowly from behind Ruwen until he came into view and raised the book in front of the man, whose eyes opened in shock.
"Who are you?" Ruwen asked.
The man bowed once, voice firm. "Lu Shiqing"
"Lu Shiqing?" Ruwen repeated as if trying to remember if the name rang a bell.
"My Lord might not know this lowly servant. I used to work in the Ministry of Revenue until…"
"Were you the one who brought up the famine issue to His Majesty in court?"
"And lost everything." Shiqing looked up, tired. "My Lord has an excellent memory."
"When I was searching for witnesses, why didn't you show up then?"
His voice rose suddenly.
"Tell me, My Lord, How could I? When in my pursuit for Justice, I had everything taken from me. Everything. My title, Years of Studying, My family…My life…"
"Then why did you give me this?"
Shiqing's voice cracked.
"Because… Because… Qinghu is my home. "
Ruwen sighed deeply at this revelation. "You believe this Qinghu case is more than just winter relief supplies, right?"
Shiqing nods.
"Shiqing," Ruwen said at last. "Will you be willing to help the people of Qinghu get the justice they deserve?"
Shiqing bowed his head to the ground. "I am willing, My Lord."
"How did you get this record?"
"I have copies of everything they thought they'd destroyed," Shiqing said quietly. "Hidden where they'll never think to look. But Commander…"
He fixed Ruwen with a steady gaze. "I fear that the corruption isn't just in the Ministry of Revenue. It reaches into places you wouldn't expect."
Ruwen leaned forward. "What do you mean?"
"I fear they're not just trying to hide theft, they're hiding something much worse."
"Like what?"
"I do not know. But, Qinghu." Shiqing repeated. "Qinghu. I believed the answers are there."
Haifeng and Ruwen shared a look of agreement.
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The familiar scent of herb mix drifted through the courtyard as Haifeng's boots crunched on the stone path of his manor.
This was a place that he had spent key parts of his childhood away from the palace.
His parents had gotten the place as a safe haven from the struggles of the imperial realm.
But life had stolen those days of joy from him suddenly and sent him to a land of never ending cold.
He had long decided that once he returned back to the city, he would live the rest of his life in the four walls of this place.
If only he could bring his mother back here and live the rest of their lives together in peace.
Lao Ren appeared just as Haifeng entered his separated courtyard.
"Young Master," He said, offering a respectable bow. "How long will you be staying this time?"
"A day or two at most." Haifeng stretched his neck, thinking. "I need to leave for Qinghu soon."
"Shall I prepare things for the trip? Food? Medicine? I can also inform the physicians if any of them will be willing to go…"
"No need." Haifeng's voice was gentle but final. "This trip is…different."
The old man nodded without asking any questions.
"How is the child? How is he progressing in his studies?"
"The child is doing well. Master Chen says his calligraphy improves daily, though…" Lao Ren paused. "He asks about the Young Miss everyday. When she will visit or if she received his drawings…"
Haifeng stayed silent.
"Will there be anything else, Young Master?"
Haifeng shook his head and the old man excused himself.
"Chuyang"
The person in question stepped into view from behind one of the carved pillars.
He bowed. "General"
"We set off tomorrow evening."
"Yes, General."
The guard stood still, hesitating.
"Speak"
Chuyang started. "It's about the Young Miss…"
Haifeng's ears perked up.
"Prince Gao visited the Cai manor with gifts." His voice remained steady, while his hands counted. "Fine silk, imported perfumes, jewelry worth…"
"Enough."
The word came out sharp.
Chuyang fell silent, recognizing the warning in his master's tone.
"You can leave," Haifeng said.
Chuyang didn't need to be told twice, leaving after a rushed bow.
The study welcomed the general with light pouring from the moonlight outside into the room. His legs found their way to the balcony, leaning on the wooden barricade.
In his hand, he held a letter, soft from repeated handling.
Her handwriting was as precise as she was. The very letter she left for him on the day she went back home.
"Jiangjun,
…Forgive me for leaving this way. If I had tried to say farewell in person, I fear the words would not have come out.
I do not know when I will see you again…
…I cannot repay your kindness now, but I promise I will, someday. Until then, please… take care of yourself.
And if fate allows, I hope our paths will cross again…"
The letter crinkled slightly in his grip.
Soon, her engagement with Prince Gao would be set in stone. There was nothing he could do about it. It wasn't his place to intrude.
All he could do was watch from afar and do nothing.
The same way he watched his whole life fall apart ten years ago, watching his mother kneel in front of the entrance of the court for three days under sun and rain.
Useless and helpless.
Time may have passed but he was still the same
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