Lu Yu took a letter from his robes and handed it over.
"My master said that with all the recent commotion in the Capital City, he was worried it might disturb Second Miss Ye's peace. He sent me to deliver this letter to you and to ask that you rest easy, undisturbed by the chaos outside."
Ye Chutang took the letter and opened it immediately. Inside was a single, thin sheet of paper.
The calligraphy on the paper was elegant and unrestrained, its strokes hiding a sharp edge—just like its author.
There were only a few short lines, yet they covered three matters.
—Shui Xingqiu met privately with Prince Jing today.
—Ye Yunfeng is in a precarious position. It is best to be careful with all matters.
—The third month brings the warmth of spring and blooming flowers, a perfect time for an outing.
A smile touched Ye Chutang's lips as she put the letter away.
"I've received the letter. Go back and tell your master that I understand his meaning completely."
