Chapter One, The Poppy

In this deserted city, whom do I still long for

Kneeling on the light, soft satin long skirt, I still felt the hardness of the ground. After not kneeling for half a year, it was surprisingly uncomfortable, causing me to gasp in pain

Under his control, the dark horse walked slowly and obediently. My tightened heart suddenly relaxed, and I exhaled deeply, only to suddenly realize that the man behind me was holding me tightly. His warm palm still grasped my cold hand, and his chest pressed against my back, ... waves of warmth rolled in ...

Upon learning that Sister Lu is to marry Huaiyu from Xining, my body felt as if it were shattering into pieces, experiencing a profound sense of tearing pain, yet I could not discern the source of this pain; at that moment, the world spun around me, and everything before my eyes swayed, no longer familiar to me

Lu Shuyi was neither annoyed nor angry, but simply said slowly: "Sihan knows that Lu Shuyi is not that kind of woman"

Sister Duanmu?" A voice called out in confusion.

After a long while, he held my hand, and a profound expression rose in his warm eyes: "Qing'er, when did you arrive in Luodu? Have you come to find me?"

The closer I get to Luodu, the more anxious I become; however, deep down, I am eagerly anticipating my arrival. That gentle and jade-like man in white, who captivates the capital with his talent, and that magnificent and resplendent nine-tiered palace, are the very purposes of my journey northward

I still appear very angry, but in fact, I am anxious and flustered: "You are not that kind of woman; you should elope with your cousin to a distant place where no one knows you, and you can be together for a lifetime"

I glanced at my cousin, and his eyes sparkled with a bright light. Perhaps it was just my imagination; my cousin has never cried, even when enduring the greatest pain

All of this may have nothing to do with her, yet I can only hate her and resent her

A tremor ran through my heart, and I faintly sensed that his gaze had been following me all along, a fervent warmth gently wafting towards me, lingering around me, seemingly unintentional yet carrying an air of intention, with a hint of astonishment subtly intertwined with shyness.

This place is already in the outskirts of the capital city, Luoyang. In another hour, we will reach the Yongding Gate, the southern gate of Luoyang.

The coarse-clothed man reluctantly pulled out a purple pouch from his bosom, trembling as he handed it to the man in the white robe. The man in the white robe snatched it away and said in a deep voice: "Get lost"

Lu Shuyi, with tears glistening like powder, nodded slightly, gazing at the two of them. In the silence, only the peach blossoms, as red as the sunset, and the faint fragrance wafting in the gentle breeze could be felt

Lu Shuyi gently said: "Aman, I should go back!"

A delicate voice called out from behind me. I turned to look back, and in the distance, deep within the covered corridor, a girl in an apricot-colored palace dress was gracefully waving at me. The eaves of the painted pavilion were shrouded in mist, the emerald waters stirred with fog, and the flowers and trees were lush and dense. Beside her stood a tall man in a blue robe.

There is no need to say any more; in this lifetime, you shall never marry Xining Huaiyu. From now on, you must abandon this thought. The Empress Dowager interrupted my words, sternly cutting off all my hopes.

Ling Xuan is infatuated with him; how could I possibly give him the opportunity to get close? Moreover, at this critical moment, I do not wish to create unnecessary complications

"Has Aman arrived?" A leisurely and slow voice came through, seemingly much older compared to six months ago

Just now, as I turned back, the dark horse beneath me suddenly soared into the air, its front hooves raised to the sky, and a clear, resonant neigh echoed through the deep forest

I do not understand why Lu Shuyi is the legitimate wife. Why did the Xining clan arrange it this way

The Empress Dowager suddenly exclaimed in anger: "I make it clear to you, you may marry anyone, but you cannot marry Xi Ning Huai Yu!"

A sudden jolt in my heart, what does he intend to do? I urged my horse to gallop faster, yet I could not match the graceful and powerful demeanor of his steed. In no time, he surpassed me, turning back to glance at me, his gaze clearly filled with triumphant arrogance.

He furrowed his brows tightly, raised his right hand, and gently caressed my cheek with his warm palm

The sound of the wooden fish ceased, and the Empress Dowager slowly rose with the support of the palace maid, making her way towards the sleeping quarters, a serene voice echoed: "The tea has cooled!"

I really want to tell her directly: Sister, I beg you not to marry Xining Huaiyu, he is mine, he is mine...

I quickened my pace towards the palace gate. It became somewhat clear that Tang Rongxiao seemed to be more attentive to me, bidding farewell to Princess Jinping, presumably in order to accompany me. Suddenly turning my head, I saw a figure in blue approaching from a distance, walking briskly, moving like the wind

Upon witnessing Ling Xuan's affectionate demeanor towards her children, I understood in my heart. She is only sixteen, one year younger than I, and with such feelings already entrusted, the one to whom she has entrusted them is none other than the person before me

She lifted the teacup, intoxicated by the delicate fragrance of the tea wafting up, a faint smile playing at the corners of her mouth: "Aman, after you returned to Yangzhou, I have resolutely refused to drink tea, but today I finally get to enjoy the tea brewed by your own hands."

"Yes, I lied to you, I am deceiving myself!" His resolute words were uttered from his lips, and he suddenly turned around, abruptly embracing me, urgently kissing my lips, in a manner vastly different from usual... He held me tightly, fiercely nibbling at me, gentle as the wind, lingering like fire... I wrapped my arms around him, entranced and lost in his infatuation, growing increasingly weak and powerless... I wrapped my arms around him, entranced and lost in his infatuation, growing increasingly weak and powerless...

Feeling vexed, I swiftly turned over and mounted the horse, reining in its head and urging, "Let’s go!"

Suddenly turning around, I saw a young man in coarse cloth clothing, frowning and squinting, repeatedly screaming in agony, with his right arm being twisted tightly by someone, as if it were about to break.

Every afternoon, the Empress Dowager must stay in the Buddhist hall to recite scriptures, without interruption, for a period of fifteen years, praying for the Buddha's blessing for the eternal foundation of the Daling Dynasty and for the descendants of the Ling family to pass down through generations

She smiled, her grace reminiscent of the delicate dance of peach blossoms swirling in the air: "Do you know? Aman, you are younger than me, innocent and straightforward, as still as a tree in the quiet and as swift as a hare in motion, possessing extraordinary courage and insight. You say whatever comes to your mind and do whatever you wish, and no one can stop you. To be honest, I envy you; I wish I could be like you, but I know I cannot..." To be honest, I envy you; I wish I could be like you, but I know I cannot...

I clasp my hands and bow: "I have met Princess Jinping!"

My heart was filled with both compassion and anger, and I shouted in a flustered manner: "You have buried your own heart, do you also intend to bury Cousin's heart? Why are you so cruel? Are you enamored with the power and wealth of the Xining family, that even as a minor concubine, you would joyfully marry into the Xining residence? You are so vain!"

I suddenly turned around and saw a graceful young girl standing in front of me. She quickly stepped forward, took my hand, and exclaimed, "It really is you! Sister Duanmu, when did you arrive in Luodu?"

I threw myself into his arms, giving a sorrowful smile, tears falling softly: "What should I do? Without you, I don't know what to do?"

The Empress Dowager pondered for a moment and smiled lightly, saying: "Nobles and dignitaries, you may choose at your leisure. Alternatively, Liu Chexiao of the Liu Che family is of similar age to you, possesses both literary and martial talents, and is distinguished in appearance. It is said that he is a young talent renowned throughout the city of Jianling. Additionally, Tang Rongxiao of the Tang Rong family is also quite impressive; he is visiting his sister, Consort Shu, in the palace today, and you may have the opportunity to meet him."

Yet, I lingered outside the gates of Xining Prefecture for a long time, contemplating repeatedly, and ultimately did not dare to knock on that heavy vermilion door. My heart pounded fiercely, as if a hammer were striking it rhythmically.

His father, Xi Ning Wang, was the current Minister of Personnel and was granted the title of Duke of Ningguo; he was known for his strong demeanor and strict family values. Under his management, the Xi Ning family gained increasing prestige and stood at the pinnacle of power.

A petal fell onto Ye Sihan's shoulder, and Lu Shuyi extended her delicate jade-like hand to pick up the petal. Lowering her head, she gazed at the petal, and as she tightened her grip, her fingertips gradually became tinged with a faint red: "The face of the person is nowhere to be found, yet the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. Sihan, Shuyi has let you down. I do not seek your forgiveness, I only wish for you to find a woman better than me"

I nodded, lowering my brows with a faint smile: "I just arrived today..." My voice was as weak as a mosquito, making me appear even more pitiful, "Brother Xining, tomorrow is your big day..."

The wrinkles on her forehead tightened coldly, her brows and eyes frozen in surprise, and she exclaimed in anger: "Good, very good! The Duanmu family has actually raised a shameless daughter. I shall see how you cannot tolerate other men..."

Suddenly, a loud sound of hooves erupted behind me, closely following my trail. I turned my head in surprise and saw a horse and rider pursuing me like the wind chasing the moon, whipping the horse with skillful horsemanship. He leaned forward, his sword-like brows raised proudly, exuding an air of determination to succeed.

I forced a smile at the corners of my lips, and a glimmer of hope blossomed in my heart: "Huai Shi, it is truly wonderful to see you!"

The cold wind howled fiercely, rushing past my ears like a sharp blade, causing a slight sting. I vigorously cracked the whip, galloping freely, chasing after my cousin Ye Sihan, who was far ahead.

A surge of joy filled my heart, and I quickly got up, hastening to the inner hall. I prepared "Emerald Shadow Dancing" along with the tea set, carefully arranging them on the wooden platform of the heated bed. After brewing a cup, I placed it in front of her and softly said: "Auntie, does it smell good?"

I leaned against his shoulder, my hazy gaze incredibly resolute: "Brother Xining, I want to become your wife..."

I paused and said playfully, "Tomorrow is your joyous day, dear sister. A-Man is worried that you might be too nervous, so I invited you to enjoy the flowers. If you do not appreciate it, then you may return!"

I smiled with joy, gazing at him in a daze—Xining Huaiyu

He is lying! I clearly saw the hesitation, pain, and entanglement in his eyes. He clearly likes me, so why does he say he doesn't?

I cannot allow Xining Huaiyu to marry someone else, not even my close sister Lu; I stubbornly believe that Xining Huaiyu belongs to me alone, he can only marry me and cannot marry anyone else

Her expression was slightly stern yet gentle, with her elbows resting on the table, covering her forehead. She let out a soft sigh, calming the rise and fall of her chest, and spoke earnestly: "Aman, there are good men in the world beyond just Xining Huaiyu. You are the only daughter of the Duanmu family, and you must not be treated poorly."

A man in a white robe, with sharp brows and a stern expression, exerted himself even more and calmly shouted: "Take it out!"

Cousin's mood is likely as bitter as mine! Is he wondering how extraordinary the woman he likes is, while her brilliance is not meant to bloom for him

With a cold smile in my heart, I maintained a gentle smile on my face, soft and graceful. I said softly: "Indeed, I am eager to return to the residence! Your Highness, I take my leave!"

With a heavy heart, I took a step forward. Princess Jinping is the eldest daughter of His Majesty, born of the Empress, and holds a noble status. How could I leave without a proper farewell?

"One day, I too want to travel across the vast rivers and mountains like Sister Duanmu." Ling Xuan gazed at the shimmering spring water, her eyes filled with longing. Suddenly, she withdrew her gaze and glanced at the man standing quietly beside her. His face was a blend of red and white, as radiant as the rosy clouds and as pure as the drifting snow, yet it was not merely red and white; it was a kind of youthful shyness, with a soft and lustrous sheen. "By the way, I haven't introduced you yet. This gentleman beside me is Tang Rong Xiaotian, the younger brother of Empress Shu. Xiaotian, this is Miss Duanmu, the niece of the Empress."

His eyes shimmered with uncertainty, yet his steadfast gaze was fixed upon my tear-streaked face, nodding helplessly

Ye Sihan immediately interjected, "I will take you!"

In a state of great urgency, I quickly stepped forward, grasped her arm, and feigned anger as I said: "Sister Lu, do you truly intend to spend your life with someone you do not love? Cousin has been devoted to you; how can you let him down?"

I smiled lightly and said, "I just arrived in Luodu today. I have just paid my respects to the Empress Dowager and was about to return to the residence to rest! After a month of traveling, I am nearly at my limit!"

Tears blurred my vision, and I softly said: "Brother Xining, you love me, don't you?"

Xining Huaishi is the younger sister of Xining Huaiyu, and their aunt is the current Empress Xining Chun. During the two years in the palace, Ling Xuan, Ling Xuan, and Xining Huaishi often played and frolicked together; Xining Huaishi is the same age as Ling Xuan, yet her height is already equal to mine. In just half a year, she has surpassed my height.

"Oh no—oh no—" Two mournful cries sounded from behind.

That groom, with his divine demeanor and elegance, is the one I have longed for, while the bride in the flower palanquin is not me. I am merely a lonely woman, watching from the crowd on the street. My cousin is also a lonely man. We are both abandoned individuals.

Is it you, Shuyi

Drive—Drive—Drive—

Xining Huaiyu gently wiped away my tears with his fingertips, smiled faintly, and firmly said: "Listen to me, my dear. In this life, we cannot always be consumed by romantic feelings; there are many other matters that are worth our attention and effort"

A surge of warmth slowly rolled up from the depths of my eyes, and I resolutely said: "But I cannot forget!"

Xining Huaiyu deeply expressed: "To receive the affection of Qing'er is a blessing that I, Xining Huaiyu, have cultivated over several lifetimes. However, Qing'er, you must understand that matters in this world do not always unfold as you wish or as you desire. Many times, one's personal thoughts and wishes are utterly insignificant."

Xining Huaiyu's eyes sparkled with brilliance, as his thumb continuously wiped away the tears streaming down my face, heartbroken he said: "Because... because... my dear, do not force me, do not force me..."

My secret affair with Huaiyu from Xining, though known to no one, how could the Empress Dowager, who has lived in the deep palace for over forty years, be unaware of it? As I serve by her side every day, I should be fully aware of it! With a tight breath, I trembled as I rose, obediently lowering my head and gazing down, and truthfully replied: "Yes, A Man dares to ask for the Empress Dowager's approval!"

I secretly bit my lip, with a surge of warmth in my eyes, as if a certain kind of sourness filled my eye sockets

This tone is completely devoid of the usual tranquility, could it be that the Empress Dowager is angry? What could be the reason for her anger?

As a distinguished member of the prominent family in Beijun, Tang Rongxiao's appearance somewhat embodies the characteristics of the northwest border inhabitants. He has a robust build, a bold face, and exudes a heroic demeanor. He gazed at me intently, his strong brows revealing a hint of valor: "I have long heard of Miss Duanmu's unparalleled talent and beauty in Yangzhou. To see you today is indeed a stroke of fortune in three lifetimes!"

Four eyes meet, and the deep gaze transcends numerous barriers, breaking through the fleeting shadows of time.

"Why do you ask that?" His voice lowered slightly, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

The plan to elope with Cousin and Lu Shuyi has failed, and the last glimmer of hope has been extinguished... Is my fate with Xining Huaiyu coming to an end here?

"Qing'er, let us forever remember that beautiful past," Xining Huaiyu took my hand and placed it on his chest, his eyes shining with a clear brilliance, "Let it be buried deep in our hearts, so that we may always cherish it! I will marry, and you will marry... If we meet again in the next life, I will surely marry you"

He gazed deeply at me, his eyes warm and gentle like water, yet they surged with an inexplicable turmoil, a mix of surprise, pain, and helplessness

He was taken aback, perhaps not expecting me to be so direct

A gentle breeze sweeps by, and petals fall from the branches, scattering in the wind, fluttering down like a rain of petals that seems both real and illusory. The sight is filled with delicate reds, scattered into the mud, akin to tears of blood

I held him tightly and whispered, "No, I won't forget Brother Xining... I won't..."

In the painted halls and embroidered pavilions, the emerald waters are flanked by banks adorned with exquisite and vibrant flowers, predominantly in deep red and pale white. A gentle breeze caresses the air, carrying the subtle fragrance of the flower path. Between the three individuals, there flows a strange undercurrent.

My cousin, Ye Sihan, was astonished at the scene before him, his pair of handsome eyes wide open in disbelief, filled with wonder. His expression was calm as water, yet it concealed waves of agitation, as if he could not believe what was happening before his eyes

Princess Jinping Lingxuan hurriedly helped me up, took my hand, and said softly: "No need for excessive courtesy, when did Sister Duanmu arrive? You didn't come to see me, Sister, how naughty!"

Xining Huaiyu held my hand, leading me through the bustling crowd. I lowered my head slightly, following him step by step, a sense of joy bubbling up within me, my body light as a butterfly

The rosy glow on Xining Huaiyu's face gradually faded, suddenly dimming, her warm expression turning cold as frost. Her palm withdrew from my face, she turned to the side, and her resolute gaze was cast towards the distant horizon outside the window: "No, I do not like it!"

A tremor ran through my heart. Did he not want to answer? I pretended to be willful, pouting my lips and forcing a smile as I said, "I just want to know, can Brother Xining answer me?"

She glared at me, straightened her chest a bit, and with her淡红色 lips uttered words that were neither angry nor enthusiastic: "So you have it all planned out!"

He looked at me deeply and smiled, saying: "I wouldn't dare! It's just a small effort, hardly worth mentioning!"

Xining Huaiyu spoke in a flustered and incoherent manner: "It cannot be... it cannot be..." His voice was heart-wrenching as he murmured: "In this life and the next, we are destined to be fated yet separated"

He kneaded my shoulders, his handsome brows and eyes etched with deep lines: "It is not that I do not want to, but that I cannot! Qing'er, for you, I can do anything, except... except marry you!"

He remains unmoved, silently gazing at me. In the depths of his profound eyes flows an inexplicable and intense emotion. At this moment, it seems that there is no one else in his eyes, only me

A deep sense of melancholy washed over me as I gazed at her in a daze. After a moment, I hesitantly asked, "Is your brother at home right now?"

Ye Sihan walked over slowly, standing in front of her, involuntarily taking her hand and gently saying: "Is it really you? Shu Yi"

Even though Lu Shuyi and her cousin had long been in love with each other, she could only comply with her father's wishes and marry in Xining Prefecture, Luodu, from Yangzhou.

Ah, what a coincidence, it turns out he is Tang Rongxiaotian! Just as the Empress Dowager mentioned him, I happened to encounter him. I cast a light glance at him and smiled slightly as I offered a gentle support.

My family and those close to me all call me "Aman," while my real name is Duanmu Qing. Xining Huaiyu calls me "Qinger," and only he can call me that. He still remembers that I am his "Qinger," solely his, and he has not forgotten me, has he

I raised my head to look at him, my eager gaze lingering between his elegant brows: "Let us fly far away, let us leave right now!"

"Aman dares not! I hope the Empress Dowager will grant this request." Looking at her indifferent expression, I gently bit my lower lip, "Aman has never asked for anything from my aunt, but today I boldly express my heartfelt wish, for Aman has long regarded Xining Huaiyu as her husband and can no longer accommodate any other man."

I held back the tears that were about to burst forth and asked in a trembling voice: "Do you really have to marry Sister Lu? What will happen to me?"

Lu Shuyi shook her head helplessly, casting me a sidelong glance filled with affection

Two figures emerged gracefully, one in white and the other in gray. The white figure was ethereal, transcendent, and exuded an elegant beauty; the gray figure was composed, like a jade tree in the wind, displaying a charming demeanor.

A young woman, toiling and striving, is shamelessly pursuing her lifelong affair. In the eyes of the world, I must be seen as this shameless and willful person! However, I do not care at all; all I desire is to spend my life together with Xining Huaiyu, sharing the same bed and flying together, until we grow old.

With a whip in hand, I urged the horse on with increasing urgency

For more than one hundred and fifty years since the founding of our dynasty, the four prominent families have governed the four wings of Northeast, Northwest, Southwest, and Southeast, holding significant power within the court, their prestige at its zenith, namely: the Xining family of Luodu, the Tangrong family of Beijun, the Liuche family of Jianling, and the Duanmu family of Yangzhou

Lu Shuyi held my hand and walked through the peach orchard, gently saying: "Aman, it's getting late, I will be returning to the residence soon, there are still many matters to attend to"

As he approached him, he fiercely swung the whip and struck his steed with a sharp blow. The white horse, in pain, suddenly reared back and let out a long neigh, then, in a panic, bolted away. He had no time to react, and in a flurry of confusion, he grasped the reins to regain control of the steed

I understand, you need not worry, I... will not disturb you again

Originally filled with infinite anticipation, I now return empty-handed. Could it be that I truly have a predestined connection with Xining Huaiyu, yet it remains unfulfilled?

The elder led the way to the Buddhist hall and then withdrew. The Buddhist hall is a side chamber located at the eastern end of Yongshou Palace, quiet and free from any disturbance of dust, as if the outside world had been unchanged for centuries, while time here has come to a standstill, disconnected from any human affairs.

My cheeks burned, and I was flushed with embarrassment. I reined in my horse and leaped down. At that moment, my cousin Ye Sihan rode back, dismounted with a flourish, his blue robe fluttering as he approached me. He glanced at the man behind me, his expression uncertain, then pulled me aside, looking at me with concern: "Aman, what happened?"

Ye Sihan gazed at her quietly, with understanding reflected in her eyes and heart. Her features were gentle, and her smile was serene. Yet her gaze was profound, like boundless springtime, penetrating the night before her and stretching gracefully towards the dark horizon.

The lush green trees rushed by like a swift electric current, as the spring breeze of March stirred my long hair, lifting my skirt and fluttering it like butterfly wings. A glance from the corner of my eye revealed a figure in white robes by the roadside, gazing intently at me. In that fleeting moment as I flew past, I saw his tall stature, his dark face bearing an intriguing coldness, with his eyes slightly narrowed.

I almost blurted out: Then why do you not resist, why do you not stand firm, why do you not fight for me? Why do you not uphold your own wishes? ... Why must you obey your father ...

Disaster! At the corner of the official road, a horse-drawn carriage suddenly appeared, charging towards me. The driver was taken aback and quickly turned the horse's head, galloping to the side. My mind was in chaos, and I hurriedly pulled on the reins, but the black horse would not heed my commands, wildly charging forward, jolting violently, as if it wanted to throw me off...

Salty tears slid into my lips, a slight bitterness, and I cried out: "Why? What is the reason?"

The scene at this moment was already within my expectations. I glanced and smiled: very good, half of the plan has succeeded

I cannot stop anything, the hatred towards Lu Shuyi begins to burn from this moment, scorching my once pure heart, spreading inch by inch to every part of my body.

Walking on the bustling streets of Luodu, each step is arduous, as if my feet are burdened with a thousand pounds. The street markets are vibrant and lively, with a throng of passersby jostling against one another, and every face is adorned with a smile that is unfamiliar.

I have never doubted that Xining Huaiyu will be the husband of my Duanmu Qing

"Alright!" Xining replied cheerfully. I silently turned around; the early spring wind was suddenly warm yet still chilly, blowing cold against my scattered black hair, chilling my heart. Behind me, a clear voice filled with concern came: "Sister, are you alright?"

A chill seeped into my knees, spreading everywhere, chilling both body and mind. I frowned deeply, not daring to resist, fully aware that the Empress Dowager was truly angry! Although I had served the Empress Dowager for two years, I still feared her.

He took me to a tea house and requested a private room at the end of the corridor. Upon entering the private room, I caught a glimpse of a tall man in a white robe standing at the curtain of the adjacent room, about to step inside, but for some reason, he paused in his tracks.

Taking a detour from the west gate of Longcheng, I headed straight to Xining Prefecture. There is no hope left with the Empress Dowager; should I just give up like this? No, at least I have not yet seen Xining Huaiyu, perhaps there is still room for negotiation

No, you do not understand! I shouted uncontrollably, two streams of warm tears flowed down my aching eyes, sliding across my cold face, "You said you would marry me, have you forgotten? How can you marry someone else?"

He was dressed in a bright red celebratory outfit, radiating a vibrant glow, with his fair face reflecting a subtle aura of joy; his tall and upright figure, as he cupped his fists in gratitude to the onlookers, exuded a heroic spirit that captivated and mesmerized me.

In the autumn of the twelfth year of Jiayuan, the Empress Dowager, being elderly and lonely, and in poor health, summoned me to the palace to keep her company. In the autumn of the fourteenth year, I left the palace and returned to Yangzhou. By this time, it was already March of the fifteenth year, and I hurriedly traveled north from Yangzhou to the capital, naturally carrying matters of utmost importance.

Lu Shuyi sniffed, turned to the side, and gazed blankly at the flowing red blossoms on the peach branch, speaking in a calm tone: "Since ancient times, the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers are irresistible. Even if I am merely a concubine, I must obey my parents' wishes and marry into the Xining Prefecture"

Some things must be buried deep within the heart

I rode past effortlessly, glancing back with a smile, that was the smile of victory

When entering the palace, it was still a scene of bright and sunny spring light, but at this moment it has completely vanished. A cold wind sweeps through, leaving the world in a suffocating gray-white, gloomy and heavy, evoking a sense of weight in the heart

Hmm..." The Empress Dowager elongated her tone, her nasal voice heavy, and there was no further sound, only the rhythmic sound of the wooden fish.

He nodded silently, a trace of pain flickering in his eyes, and finally let out a long sigh

Suddenly, a tall man landed behind me on my horse, firmly grasping my hand that held the reins, gently soothing the restless and frenzied black horse

In my heart, it feels as if turbulent waves are surging, sadness difficult to suppress, I choke out in a murky voice: "But without you, I do not wish to do anything at all..."

In this life and this world, there is fate but no destiny! This is the fate between me and Huaiyu from Xining! This is his helplessness, I know, and I understand. What I can possess is only his sincere heart, is it not? If so, is this the outcome?

The bitter taste spread, and I grasped his robe, asking in anguish: "Tell me, why? Is it because your father opposes you marrying me?"

From the oblique rear, a trembling call echoed. Lu Shuyi suddenly turned her gaze and was astonished to see a young man in a gray robe standing beneath a robust peach tree; she fixed her eyes on the graceful gentleman before me, and within the clear pool, which was as bright as water, various emotions were contained, leaving her momentarily speechless.

I urged the horse anxiously, gazing at his charming smile, the light in his eyes evoking a captivating smile; in an instant, he was stunned, his brows furrowed tightly, staring at me in a daze

Hastily entered the palace to pay an audience with the Empress Dowager

In the temple, the blue smoke rises gently, warm and peaceful, not pungent at all; rather, it has a calming effect that immediately settles the restless heart. In this hazy atmosphere, the Empress Dowager sits upright, respectfully kneeling on the mat, striking the wooden fish, and softly reciting the scriptures

Sister Duanmu! Sister Duanmu!

At over sixty years of age, the Empress Dowager shows none of the usual signs of aging and bulkiness associated with elderly women. Her face is slender, faintly reminiscent of the sharp, delicate oval shape of her youth. She wears only a light dusting of pale pink, yet her complexion is fair and radiant, exhibiting a natural rosy hue. The wrinkles on her forehead are distinct, yet they add an air of elegance and grandeur, not making her appear old.

Lu Shuyi grasped my hand in reverse, a trace of helplessness curling at the corners of her soft, pink lips as she smiled: "Aman, I know you mean well for me, and I also know that I am very weak, never fighting for myself. However, there are some things that I cannot control, and some things that must be buried deep within my heart."

His gaze always lingers on me, both near and far, carrying with it a kind of annoying scrutiny and interest

Oh, it's nothing. I said slowly, my heart as cold and desolate as the autumn waters stretching to the sky, "There are still matters at home, I will return first. You... just need to tell your brother."

Ling Xuan was momentarily taken aback, casting a reproachful glance at Tang Rong, who, despite his clear and bright eyes still filled with laughter and joy, exhibited a subtle sense of detachment. I awkwardly said: "Young Master Tang Rong, you flatter me!"

"Qing'er, do not be like this!" Xining Huaiyu gently advised, his face, warm and gentle as jade, showing a slight change in expression, "I understand..."

Xining Huai Shi did not understand the subtle waves in my heart, and chuckled, saying: "He is busy! He just went out, it seems the steward called him out. Does sister have something to discuss with my brother? I can help you convey it!"

He is smiling, he is very happy, isn't he

Suddenly, he embraced me, his sturdy palms caressing my shoulders and back, his profile rubbing against my dark hair, pouring forth an endless stream of deep affection

Ye Sihan's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly as she gave me a doting glare, patted my shoulder, and walked towards him. She clasped her fists and sincerely said: "How should I address this brother? Ye Sihan thanks you on her behalf!"

Lu Shuyi's father, Lu Yenong, left his hometown in Huizhou when he was young and came to Yangzhou to engage in the salt business. He formed a close friendship with the Duanmu family and established a marriage alliance. His eldest daughter, Lu Wanyi, married my third brother. Lu Yenong, ambitious and determined, sought to climb the ranks of power by marrying his second daughter, Lu Shuyi, to the son of the Minister of Personnel, Xining Huaiyu.

Ling Xuan's fair face broke into a radiant smile: "Sister Duanmu, aren't you tired? We must visit the palace another day, and we should have a good chat."

A line of wild geese circled low, gliding past the upturned corners of the bright yellow glazed tile eaves, and in an instant disappeared into the vast and thickly clouded horizon. Passing through the numerous palace gates and the magnificent palaces, I walked step by step out of the celestial abode of the Ling Dynasty—Dragon City

He sighed softly, lowered his voice, and helplessly advised: "Qing'er, please do not be willful, alright?"

I disdainfully turned my face away, not wanting to see her face that appeared exceedingly sincere, secretly muttering to myself: My ideal husband is about to become your husband

Ye Sihan grabbed my arm, widened her eyes, and her gaze turned cold: "Aman, stop talking, let's go back!"

Someone collided with me forcefully from behind, causing me to stagger and nearly fall

The once melodious flute under the moonlight, the once slanting shadows, the once shared drinks on summer nights, the once strolls in the snow... Will he forget all of this? Has he already forgotten? Why is he so cruel? But I have not forgotten, and I will never forget!

All along, this kind of lukewarm silence may be a sign of the storm approaching. Ah, is the storm coming for me?

In an instant, boundless despair swept over me, seeping into my body in threads, transforming into waves of excruciating pain... Your Majesty, why are you so stubborn? Why do you not allow me to marry Xining Huaiyu? Aunt, why are you unwilling to empathize with my feelings of love? Why must you sever my thoughts?

Thoughts raced through my mind as I softly said, "You flatter me, my dear aunt!"

A tightness gripped my heart; why do her words resemble so closely those of Huaiyu from Xining?

Lu Shuyi is one year older than me, she is the biological sister of my third sister-in-law, and we grew up together, sharing a bond like that of sisters. Tomorrow, she will become the bride of the one I love, my lifelong partner.

With my mind slightly at ease, I smiled faintly: "It is of no concern; the dark horse was startled just now, and it was he who helped me tame the wild horse"

Does the Empress Dowager disagree? Feeling anxious in my heart, I could only hold on and softly say: "There is still time; all that is needed is for the Empress Dowager to issue a decree, granting the marriage between the Xining and Duanmu families. Naturally, A Man would be the properly wedded wife of Xining Huaiyu, while the Lu family would be relegated to the position of a concubine."

Ye Sihan reached out to wipe away the tears on Lu Shuyi's face, her hand trembling slightly with tenderness, while her warm voice pierced through to the bone: "Are you really going to marry him? Even if it's just as a concubine, are you willing?"

The crimson light from the corridor spilled in, breaking through the dimness of the private room; on his face, the overlapping shadows of the rosy glow created an enchanting charm that captivated me. I softened my voice: "Brother Xining, do you like Sister Lu? Are you truly intending to marry her?"

Suddenly, the incessant flow of people surged forward in a rush, like a swarm of bees. I turned back in a daze, only to find myself standing alone in the middle of the street, my expression one of confusion.

He gently stroked my hair and said, "Qing'er, listen to me, there will be better men than I who will cherish you for a lifetime and love you forever. At that time, you will forget me... You will be very happy..."

I shook my head with a smile and quickly slipped into a corner of the vermilion wall; this place was very secluded, invisible from the outside. After a moment, steady footsteps approached, and I quietly peeked out to see Tang Rongxiao looking around, turning his head in confusion towards my direction.

Two lines of tears fell as I looked at her with sorrow, her gaze fixed and unmoving, filled with resentment, stubbornness, and defiance

The private room is adorned with an elegant antiquity, and the environment is tranquil. Delicate glass beads dangle from the door curtain, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. The tea house attendant has exited the private booth, and Xining Huaiyu stands quietly, his figure accentuated by a plain white robe with subtle patterns. He possesses a graceful demeanor, a handsome face, and subtly reveals the pride and warmth of a noble scion.

With a slight movement of my thoughts, I slowly knelt down and said respectfully: "Your Highness, I humbly wish you peace! I just arrived in Luodu at noon today, and after changing my clothes in the residence, I hurried here to pay my respects to you, my esteemed aunt."

She understands my unruliness, her face layered with a multitude of anger, solemn enough to send a chill to the depths of one's heart

By the roadside ahead, there appears to be a person and a horse. The white horse is majestic, and the figure in the white robe stands tall, becoming even more eye-catching beneath the verdant shade of early spring.

As soon as the words fell, he forcibly pulled me away. Lu Shuyi gently pressed his arm to stop him, then turned to grasp my hands, her tone earnest: "Aman, thank you for always caring for me."

Ye Sihan reprimanded softly, "Aman, do not speak recklessly"

Xining Huai Shi Ling's eyes shimmer like waves: "Tomorrow is my brother's big day, my sister must be coming to celebrate."

The wedding procession made its way from the East Market to the West Market, a long line that meandered like a jubilant dragon, filled with music and laughter; the resplendent red bridal sedan chair swayed gently as it traversed the bustling city of Luodu; atop the spirited steed adorned with red tassels sat the groom, Xining Huaiyu.

The Empress Dowager spoke of Liu Chexiao and Tang Rongxiaotian, both of whom are elite offspring from prestigious families of my generation. I nodded firmly and said: "No matter how good they are, Aman does not want them; Aman only wants Xining Huaiyu"

That gentle and substantial touch has been my obsession for two years; whenever he caresses my face and gazes at me tenderly, my entire world is filled with him, and in my eyes, there is only him, leaving no room for anyone else.

On March 14, the Minister of Personnel, Xining, held a grand wedding for his eldest son, Xining Huaiyu, taking Lu from Yangzhou as his primary wife

A faint, elusive smile lingered at the corners of his lips, his brows slightly raised as he looked at me with unabashed boldness, growing increasingly frivolous. Ye Sihan naturally noticed his unusual expression and slightly bowed, saying, "I apologize! Until we meet again!"

In the spring of the thirteenth year of Jiayuan, I met Huaiyu of Xining in the imperial palace of Longcheng. At the age of fifteen, with youthful feelings, I silently liked him in my heart, believing that he was aware of it and also believing that he liked me.

When I first entered the palace, I brought some Biluochun tea for the Empress Dowager to taste. Upon seeing its slender appearance and tender green color, she gave it a beautiful name: "Emerald Shadows Dancing." Little did I expect that the Empress Dowager would become addicted to Biluochun tea, insisting that only I brew it for her to enjoy, until the time I left the palace to return to Yang.

Xining Huaiyu's eyes were heavy and dim, and his solemn tone carried a hint of melancholy: "Qing'er, there are some things that are beyond one's control! I hope you can understand that everything is already irretrievable. Forget all that has happened before!"

She continued, "Aman, in my lifetime, I have already lost hope. I hope you can marry a suitable husband, one who loves you and whom you love in return, hand in hand for a lifetime, with mutual respect and harmony"

The Empress Dowager waved away the palace maid standing beside her, her voice suddenly rising: "Fulfill? They are about to get married, what is there to fulfill?"

Dressed in a fragrant yellow pleated skirt, she outlines a graceful figure; with lively black eyes, a delicate nose, and fair skin, the pure charm of a young girl is truly captivating, making her a poetic noble maiden. If she were to remain silent and still, she would be an elegant young lady in a secluded chamber, yet that is not the case.

Under the warm spring light, his smile was so bright, dazzling to the eyes. I could hardly stand, and it was my cousin Ye Sihan who timely steadied my weakening body that was about to fall.

A jolt ran through my heart, and I hurriedly shrank back, avoiding his gaze... After a while, he helplessly stepped away, the corners of his azure robe fluttering like a whirlwind

The crisp sound of tapping resonated, striking at the depths of my heart, ringing and clanging, shattering the calm facade I had so carefully maintained

"Aman, your visit today is to prevent the marriage of Xining Huaiyu, is it not?" The Empress Dowager took a sip of tea, her voice still gentle, but her tone had turned stern

When a pair of perfect lovers, seemingly made for each other, must part ways, it is akin to my separation from Xining Huaiyu. What is the reason for such fate? Why are matters of love in this world so helpless?

My gaze drifted from his feet and turned as I strolled away. The man in the blue robe had a clear gaze that seemed to linger on my back. I could only hear his anxious voice, tinged with a hint of apology: "Your Highness, the grand wedding of Huaiyu is tomorrow, and I must return to my residence to prepare a congratulatory gift. I shall take my leave now..."

I tried to turn his body, but I could not move him even a bit; a sharp pain shot through my heart, and I wiped away the bitter tears, grasping his robe to support my weak body, crying out in anguish: "No, it’s not like this... you deceived me..."

I raised my gaze and saw a man dressed in a brocade white robe, his proud stature restrained. His face was handsome, with features as sharp as if chiseled by a knife; his brows arched like blades, his nose straight and slightly hooked, and his lips curled into a beautiful arc with a hint of mockery

Whenever the Empress Dowager says, "The tea has cooled," it means I am to brew tea. She only drinks tea when her mind is at peace, for she has always believed that if one is feeling troubled, no matter how good the tea is, one cannot savor its true flavor

I hurriedly knelt down and urged, "Your Majesty, please do not be angry!" With my heart slightly calmed, I deliberately infused my gaze with a hint of sorrow, "Aman did not intend to offend you, nor to make you angry, it is only because..."

Such sharp sarcasm and ridicule do not frighten me in the least; what I fear is that she may become so upset that it harms her health, and that would be my fault