On the day they embarked on their journey to the capital, the carriages took nearly three days to arrive at their destination.
As the carriages rolled into the vibrant capital, the atmosphere buzzed with lively conversations, and the delightful scents of various foods drifted through the streets. The city was alive with people bustling about, and its buildings were adorned with intricate decorations. The capital felt warmer than the chilly Axile grounds, perhaps due to the sheer volume of inhabitants.
Servants and maids swiftly began unloading the luggage, with Ziyi being the last to step out of the carriage. Her journey was made much more pleasant by sharing the carriage with Ah Xiao, and she couldn't help but shudder at the thought of traveling with Ah Yu instead.
As Ziyi took in the mansion before her, the property owned by the Wu family and another of Ah Yu's residences in the capital, she couldn't help but acknowledge the family's considerable wealth and influence. Everything appeared meticulously organized, facilitating quicker and more convenient trips to the capital.
Night fell shortly after their arrival at the mansion, accompanied by the soothing sounds of crickets chirping in the background.
Ah Xiao quietly slipped into a corner, trying to remain unnoticed. She was aware that her brother was not in his room that evening.
Glancing towards Ah Yu's room, she noticed the lights were off and silence enveloped the space. When she checked on Xu Yi, she found him alert and on guard. What should she do now?
Just then, Ah Fu came to her aid.
Approaching Xu Yi, Ah Fu called out, "Xu Yi."
Startled, Xu Yi quickly moved towards Ah Fu. "Second Young Master, is something wrong?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.
Ah Fu placed a hand on Xu Yi's shoulder, feigning discomfort. "Yes, I'm experiencing a bit of stomach pain. I think it's due to my poor eating habits over the past few days. Could you fetch me some medicine from Butler Li?" he requested.
"But Second Young Master, don't you have Liu Shang?" Xu Yi questioned.
Feigning annoyance, Ah Fu replied, "What? Am I not allowed to ask you for help?"
Desperate not to offend Ah Fu, Xu Yi quickly agreed, "No, Second Young Master. I will go."
As Xu Yi left, Ah Fu pretended to follow him, leaving the door unguarded.
Ah Xiao's spirits lifted; this was her opportunity.
She hurried to her brother's room, searching every corner for the hidden decree. She thoroughly examined the scrolls on his desk, checked beneath his bed, and rummaged through the shelves, but it was nowhere to be found. Where could it possibly be hidden?
Remembering a conversation with Ah Yu, Ah Xiao recalled his tactic of concealing important items in high places to avoid detection by his tutor.
Her eyes scanned the room, landing on the ceiling and the rafters above. Spotting a chair nearby, she climbed onto it, but her reach fell short of the target location. Frustration began to set in as she failed to find anything suitable to assist her.
Then, with determination, Ah Xiao seized the bedsheet from her brother's bed and tossed it upward. After several attempts, the sheet finally caught onto the wooden roof. She quickly secured it with a knot and began to ascend, using her makeshift rope to pull herself up. As she neared the roof, she extended her hand, searching for any irregularities. Her fingers soon brushed against a protrusion, and with a hairpin in hand, she carefully prodded the small hole.
Inside the wooden roof, she discovered a concealed rectangular hole. With cautious fingers, she retrieved the contents within. It was the royal decree, and a smile of triumph spread across Ah Xiao's face. Before descending, she cleverly replaced it with a fake decree.
Morning arrived.
As Ah Xiao anxiously boarded the carriages, following closely behind her brothers, her heart raced with apprehension; the journey ahead loomed over her like a heavy cloud.
Having overheard a conversation between her mother and their nanny, Ah Xiao learned about the imperial decree granted to them by previous emperors. Her mother had mentioned that her brother, Ah Yu, intended to use this decree to prevent the emperor from sending her to the South. Thankfully, Ah Xiao had successfully acquired the decree from her brother.
Understanding the immense importance of the imperial decree, Ah Xiao took a deep breath. She refused to let her brother squander such a precious resource on her behalf. She was determined not to be fooled by the emperor; she was confident in her ability to navigate the situation without falling victim to deception.
Upon their arrival at the palace, Ah Xiao felt her nerves gradually settling.
Alongside other ministers and officials, Ah Yu and Ah Fu maintained their composure, seemingly unfazed by the murmurs of the crowd. As the emperor made his entrance into the main hall, an expectant silence enveloped the room.
"Greetings, Your Majesty," echoed throughout the hall.
The emperor gestured for everyone to relax before addressing Ah Fu directly. "I heard you've recently returned from border negotiations, Ah Fu. How did it go?" he inquired.
The emperor, a man in his late fifties with graying hair and a beard, had visited the Axile grounds on multiple occasions, making the Wu family well acquainted with him and his true motivations.
Ah Fu responded with a smile, "Your Majesty, everything proceeded smoothly without any significant incidents."
The emperor chuckled, "Excellent, excellent to hear."
He then reached for a stack of scrolls and selected one to examine. "Increasing taxes?" he read aloud.
Minister Mo stepped forward, stating, "Yes, Your Majesty. We are considering raising taxes to address the outbreak. It is deemed the most beneficial strategy for the current situation. We have received numerous complaints from the south regarding shortages of essential supplies."
At that moment, Minister Qu interjected, "I beg to differ, Your Majesty. Raising taxes will only incite the ire of our citizens. The winter is harsh, and resources are already scarce. Increasing taxes would only exacerbate the problem, leaving many struggling to afford them."
The emperor leaned back, inquiring, "Well then, what is your suggestion?"
Though Minister Qu's head remained bowed, a smile played on his lips. Turning to Ah Yu and then to Ah Xiao, he greeted them, "The youngest Miss Wu is a skilled doctor, known to many. I propose assembling a team of doctors with Miss Wu leading them to assist with the outbreak. We can use some of our remaining treasury to assist with the team."
Ah Yu's displeasure was palpable in his gaze. "Your Majesty, while my sister is indeed talented, she is too young for such a responsibility. Might I suggest sending the Imperial physicians instead? They possess the highest level of expertise and experience."
The imperial physicians present shifted uneasily at this remark.
One of them stepped forward, addressing the emperor, "Your Majesty, while we imperial physicians have extensive experience, our duties primarily revolve around the palace. Compared to Miss Wu, we may lack the necessary experience in dealing with external diseases."
Ah Fu interjected, "Are you implying that you are less competent than a young doctor barely half your age?"
The imperial physician stammered, "You—"
"That's enough," the emperor intervened. "I agree with the royal physician. Ah Xiao, what are your thoughts?"
Ah Xiao glanced at her brother Ah Yu, who was glaring fiercely, before responding, "I also agree, Your Majesty. Despite my youth, I am unafraid. If I can contribute to combating the outbreak, I am willing to do so."
The emperor's smile widened at her courageous declaration.
Ah Yu interjected, dropping to his knees, "Your Majesty, I implore your mercy. My sister lacks experience and is still immature. Please reconsider."
The emperor regarded Ah Yu before turning his gaze to Ah Xiao. "Ah Yu, the world requires your sister's assistance. You must understand."
"Then, Your Majesty, I have no choice but to—" Ah Yu began, reaching for the scroll, only to realize it was a forgery. "This—"
The Emperor's expression shifted to one of anger as he rose to his feet. "What is the meaning of this?!"
Ah Fu swiftly knelt beside Ah Yu, saying, "Forgive us, Your Majesty. My brother simply means that it would be best for me to accompany my sister to the South."
Ah Yu looked at Ah Fu in bewilderment.
Ah Fu elaborated, "My brother is concerned. He believes the journey may be too arduous for my sister, and thus he wishes to request permission for me to accompany her."
The emperor's demeanor softened. "Is this true?"
Ah Yu, feeling the pressure, responded hastily, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Once the meeting concluded, the three siblings made their way to Yi Lian Kai's mansion.
Yi Lian Kai was the son of General Yi and also Ah Yu's childhood friend from the academy.
Inside Yi's mansion, Ah Yu confronted Ah Fu. "Was it you? Did you switch the decrees?!"
Attempting to pry his brother's grip from his collar, Ah Fu replied, "Brother, even if you find the decree now, it won't change anything. His Majesty has already made his decision."
"Then I'll change his mind!" Ah Yu insisted.
Yi Lian Kai, who was leaning against a wall, interrupted, "Calm down, Ah Yu. Ah Fu must have his reasons."
Ah Xiao then stepped forward, interjecting, "Release Brother Fu. It was me who took it!"
Ah Yu eased his grip, bewildered. "Ah Xiao, how could you?"
Tears welled in Ah Xiao's eyes. "Brother, we can't keep evading our problems."
Ah Fu chimed in, "Ah Xiao's right. It's time we face them head-on. Must we always hide behind your protection, Brother? I will accompany Ah Xiao. His Majesty won't be careless enough to target both of us simultaneously."
Ah Yu brought his hands to his forehead in frustration. "Whose idea was this? Why didn't you discuss it with me before making such a decision?"
Ah Xiao retrieved the royal decree and handed it to Ah Yu. "Because you wouldn't have agreed, Brother. You're too stubborn."
"That is true," Yi Lian Kai added, bowing his head slightly to avoid Ah Yu's glare.
Ah Yu accepted the royal decree with a firm grip, allowing it to anchor him as he sank into a nearby seat. "I'm sorry," he murmured, a hint of regret in his voice. "It's my fault. I simply lack the power and strength to protect both of you."
In a gesture of comfort, Ah Fu approached his brother and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "You've done everything within your power, Brother. Now, it's my turn to take charge."
Meanwhile, in the vibrant marketplace, Ziyi strolled alongside her maid, Sun Yixin. After Ah Xiao and the others had departed to the palace, Ziyi wanted to step outside for some fresh air.
The streets were alive with the hustle and bustle of vendors and pedestrians, their voices blending into a lively symphony. Ziyi couldn't help but smile as she maneuvered through the throng, bundled snugly in layers of warm clothing.
As she noticed the jewelry vendors capturing Yixin's attention, Ziyi decided to take action. "Yixin, could you please select some jewelry for me?" she asked, handing her some money.
Yixin's face lit up with excitement. "But Miss, it's so crowded! You might get lost in all this chaos."
Ziyi offered her a reassuring smile. "I'll be fine. The vendors are not far from here."
With a cheerful nod, Yixin dashed off toward the jewelry stalls.
However, as Ziyi attempted to maintain her position within the bustling crowd, she was unexpectedly jostled forward and soon found herself separated and disoriented.
Frowning, Ziyi realized that Yixin had been right; she was indeed lost. Unsure of her next move, she inadvertently bumped into a stranger. Quickly recovering her composure, she apologized, "I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"
The stranger mirrored her concern. "I'm fine. Are you alright, Miss?"
Recognition flickered in the stranger's eyes as he regarded Ziyi. After apologizing again, she retreated to a quieter area to gather her thoughts.
"Your Highness," a voice called out from behind the stranger.
Dressed in white with his hair flowing gracefully behind him, the stranger exuded an air of nobility despite his unassuming attire. He was none other than Mu Qing, the crown prince.
"Didn't I instruct you not to address me in that manner?" Mu Qing remarked, glancing at his subordinate, Chen Haoge.
Haoge promptly corrected himself. "My apologies, Young Master."
His gaze then shifted to Ziyi, who was still nearby. "Young Master, isn't that the girl from Jingzhou town—the one you rescued from the building?"
Mu Qing nodded in acknowledgment and noticed a pendant lying on the ground; it must have fallen from Ziyi during their earlier encounter.
As Ziyi continued her journey through the bustling streets, she paused in front of a magnificent tree blanketed in snow. Walking any further would only lead to more confusion—perhaps it was best to wait for Zixin here.
Ziyi lifted her gaze to admire the grand tree before her, which was adorned with inscribed tags left by passersby.
Her thoughts wandered as she read one of the tags that stated, "If you do not change direction, you may end up where you are heading."
Letting go of the tag, Ziyi smiled at the multitude of messages left by others—should she write one for herself as well?
Unbeknownst to her, Mu Qing had been observing her from a distance. He had followed her in order to return the pendant she had dropped earlier.
"Miss," Mu Qing called, his voice breaking through her thoughts.
Startled, Ziyi turned to see the stranger she had bumped into earlier.
With a gentle gesture, Mu Qing produced Ziyi's jade pendant and offered it to her.
"This—" Ziyi exclaimed, searching her clothes and realizing it was indeed hers.
"Thank you so much! I must have dropped it earlier—."
Mu Qing smiled warmly. "You're welcome." He hesitated momentarily before adding, "Are you perhaps lost, Miss? I noticed you wandering for quite some time—I didn't intend to follow you, but it was rather noticeable."
Ziyi nervously chuckled, scratching her head. "I am, um, are you familiar with the capital?"
Mu Qing nodded, a friendly smile gracing his face.
Before long, the two found themselves standing in front of the imposing Wu Mansion.
"Miss, is this where you're staying?" Mu Qing inquired, glancing at the grand entrance.
Ziyi nodded, her eyes drawn to the prominent sign at the front.
Mu Qing pressed on, "Forgive my curiosity, Miss, but are you affiliated with Lord Wu, or perhaps—"
Ziyi crossed her arms defensively. "No, it's not what you think. I'm just a guest here. Regardless, thank you so much for escorting me back. May I ask your name?"
Mu Qing met her gaze before responding, "My name is Lian Chen. It's my pleasure to assist you."
Ziyi smiled brightly. "I'm Feng Ziyi, but you can just call me Ziyi. Thank you once again, Lian Chen, for your help."
At that moment, the carriages carrying Ah Xiao and the others arrived at the entrance. Ziyi's attention shifted to the commotion in front of her.
Startled by the sudden presence of the Wu family, Mu Qing quickly excused himself.
Ziyi barely had the chance to express her gratitude to Lian Chen before he vanished in an instant.
She hurried towards the carriages to welcome Ah Xiao back from their journey, sensing an unsettling atmosphere among the group. Everyone appeared troubled and weighed down by an invisible burden.
Deciding against asking any questions, Ziyi followed closely behind, acutely aware of the suffocating tension emanating from the siblings.
As soon as the entrance door closed behind them, Mu Qing reappeared, his figure once again visible. He gazed at the mansion thoughtfully, pondering Ziyi's identity. Perhaps she could prove useful to him in the future, he mused.