In the late spring, the sky held a gentle warmth, and fallen petals danced in the air. The young New Emperor, yet to be formally enthroned, stood in the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, gazing down at his Palace City.
The eunuch at his side noticed the direction of the New Emperor’s gaze. He looked toward the graceful beauty passing nearby and bowed low. “In reply to Your Majesty, this servant is ignorant and does not know which household’s Young Madam she might be. She has likely entered the palace to pay respects to the Grand Consort.”
From her hairstyle and attire, it was clear this woman was already married. What a pity, the eunuch thought—she had missed out on an immense fortune. In the next instant, the New Emperor’s voice rang out, and he responded without thinking.
“Summon her to enter the palace again tomorrow.”
A playful spring breeze stirred the flowering trees, sending a flurry of pink and purple petals drifting onto the Young Madam’s forehead. She gently brushed it away, cradling the petal in her palm.
The New Emperor’s dark eyes lingered on her, thoughtful.
With just one glance, he was determined to have her.