Ghost in the palace-Chapter 258: Whispers After the Banquet

The grand banquet came to an end under a sky full of quiet stars.

Lanterns swayed gently in the night breeze, their golden glow slowly dimming as guests began to leave one by one.

What had begun as a celebration—

Had turned into something much bigger.

Something no one expected.

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The announcement of the marriage between Lian Rou and Chen Ruyi had spread like wildfire.

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Inside the Duke residence, nobles exchanged polite smiles.

Outside—

They whispered.

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"This is impossible..."

"The Duke family and Chen family... joining hands?"

"Weren’t they rivals?"

"Enemies, even..."

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"Something is wrong."

"Or... something big is coming."

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The murmurs grew louder as the guests departed.

Carriages lined up.

Servants moved efficiently.

The night carried secrets in every direction.

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At the entrance—

The Emperor stood, ready to leave.

Beside him—

Lady Chen stood quietly.

Her expression calm.

But her eyes—

Sharp.

Observing.

Calculating.

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The Duke stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, thank you for attending."

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The Emperor nodded.

"It was a well-arranged banquet."

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His gaze shifted briefly—

Toward the Empress.

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A moment.

Small.

But noticeable.

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Lady Chen saw it.

Her fingers tightened slightly inside her sleeves.

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The Duchess smiled.

"We are honored by your presence."

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Formalities ended.

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The Emperor turned.

And walked toward his carriage.

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Lady Chen followed.

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But as she stepped forward—

Her gaze lingered—

On the Empress.

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A faint smile appeared.

Polite.

Perfect.

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But beneath it—

Something colder stirred.

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The carriage door closed.

The wheels began to move.

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And just like that—

The Emperor left.

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The Duke residence slowly emptied.

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But outside—

The whispers only grew louder.

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Court Rumors Begin

By the time dawn approached—

The entire noble circle already knew.

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"The Duke and Chen alliance..."

"It changes everything."

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"If they unite—"

"No one can challenge them."

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"What about the Emperor?"

"Did he approve this?"

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"And Lady Chen?"

"Her family is involved..."

"Does she support it?"

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Questions layered over questions.

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In the royal court—

Ministers gathered in quiet clusters.

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Some shocked.

Some worried.

Some... intrigued.

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"Power is shifting."

"Very clearly."

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"This is no simple marriage."

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"This is strategy."

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Meanwhile — In the City

Far from the palace and court—

In the lively streets of the capital—

A familiar place buzzed with energy.

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The Whisper Bowl restaurant.

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Even late at night—

It remained alive.

Warm.

Welcoming.

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Laughter echoed.

Food was served.

Stories were shared.

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At one corner—

Lian Rou sat with his friends.

Relaxed.

Leaning back.

A cup in his hand.

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"...So it’s official now," one friend said.

"You’re getting married."

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Another laughed.

"To Chen Ruyi, of all people."

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"Didn’t your families hate each other?"

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Lian Rou smirked slightly.

"Things change."

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"Or people make them change," another teased.

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He didn’t deny it.

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Instead—

He took a sip quietly.

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Around them—

Other customers were talking.

Not knowing he was listening.

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"Did you hear?"

"The Duke and Chen families are uniting."

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"I heard the Emperor attended personally."

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"This is huge."

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"It’s like two enemies suddenly becoming allies."

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"Or maybe... they were never true enemies?"

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"Impossible."

"They’ve had tension for years."

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"Then why now?"

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Silence.

Then—

A whisper.

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"...Someone must have forced it."

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Lian Rou’s hand paused mid-air.

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His eyes narrowed slightly.

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"...Forced..."

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Another voice added,

"Maybe someone threatened Chen Guowei."

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"He wouldn’t agree otherwise."

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"That man is too proud."

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"Exactly."

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Lian Rou leaned back slowly.

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His expression changed.

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Something clicked.

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A memory.

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A letter.

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A threat.

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"...Don’t send your daughter to the palace."

"...Marry her to the Duke nephew."

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His grip tightened.

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"...That letter..."

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His heart skipped slightly.

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"...That was..."

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He went still.

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"...Me."

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Silence filled his mind.

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The noise of the restaurant faded.

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"...I did that..."

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His thoughts raced.

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At that time—

He only wanted one thing.

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To protect Chen Ruyi.

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To stop her from entering the palace.

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To make sure—

She stayed with him.

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He didn’t think beyond that.

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Didn’t think—

It would lead to this.

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Didn’t think—

It would shake the balance of power.

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His friend nudged him.

"What happened? You look serious."

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"...Nothing."

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But his voice wasn’t convincing.

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He looked down at his hands.

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"...Did I... create this?"

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"...This alliance..."

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"...This chaos..."

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For a moment—

He felt a strange weight in his chest.

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Not regret.

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But realization.

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Actions have consequences.

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And his—

Were far bigger than he expected.

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Back at the Palace

The Emperor sat in his chamber.

Silent.

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The court reports lay open.

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Every single one—

Mentioned the same thing.

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"The Duke-Chen alliance."

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He leaned back slightly.

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"...Interesting."

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He wasn’t angry.

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But he was thinking.

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Deeply.

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"Enemies don’t become allies overnight."

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"...Unless something forces them."

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His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest.

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"...Or someone."

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His gaze darkened slightly.

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Then—

A thought crossed his mind.

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The Empress.

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Her family.

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Her influence.

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"...Is this connected to her?"

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He didn’t know.

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But one thing was certain—

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The palace.

The court.

The kingdom.

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Were no longer stable.

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Something had shifted.

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And this marriage—

Was only the beginning.

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Back at the Restaurant

Lian Rou stood up suddenly.

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"I’ll leave first."

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His friends blinked.

"Already?"

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"Yeah."

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Without waiting—

He walked out.

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The night air hit his face.

Cool.

Sharp.

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His mind still racing.

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"...I only wanted her safe..."

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"...But now..."

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He looked up at the sky.

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"...Everything has changed."

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A slow breath escaped him.

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"...Fine."

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His eyes steadied.

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"...If I started this—"

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"...Then I’ll see it through."

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His expression hardened.

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Not with fear.

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But with resolve.

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Because now—

This wasn’t just about love.

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This was about power.

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About consequences.

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About a future—

He had unknowingly set into motion.

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And far away—

In the shadows of the palace—

Someone else was already watching.

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Waiting.

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Planning.

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Because chaos—

Had only just begun.

Blessings of Gold and Warmth

Morning sunlight filtered softly into the inner hall of the Duke residence.

The air felt lighter today.

Warmer.

Peaceful.

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After the long night filled with emotions, laughter, and quiet moments—

This morning brought something different.

Joy.

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Inside the women’s chamber—

Soft chatter filled the room.

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The Empress sat beside her mother, her aunt, her younger sister Lian Hua, and the Grandmother.

All gathered around a large wooden table.

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On the table—

Lay opened boxes.

Silk-lined.

Glowing.

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Filled with—

Jewelry.

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Gold.

Jade.

Pearls.

Hairpins shaped like phoenixes.

Bracelets carved with ancient patterns.

Necklaces that shimmered under the light.

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Lian Hua gasped dramatically.

"Grandmother... are we opening a treasure house?!"

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The Grandmother chuckled softly.

"You talk too much."

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But her eyes were kind.

Gentle.

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She slowly picked up a jade necklace.

Holding it carefully.

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"This..."

Her voice softened.

"...was given to me when I became the lady of this house."

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The room quieted.

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Even the Empress leaned forward slightly.

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The jade glowed faintly.

Old.

But powerful.

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"I wore this," the Grandmother continued,

"when I first entered this family."

"When I took responsibility."

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Her gaze shifted.

Toward the jewelry.

Toward the future.

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"And now..."

She smiled softly.

"It is time to pass it on."

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Lian Hua’s eyes widened.

"To sister-in-law?!"

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"Yes."

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Chen Ruyi.

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The name itself brought warmth to the room.

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The Aunt nodded proudly.

"She will become the head lady of the younger branch."

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The Mother added gently,

"She deserves this honor."

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The Empress smiled softly.

"She does."

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She remembered Chen Ruyi’s calm nature.

Her kindness.

Her quiet strength.

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"...She will take care of this family well."

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The Grandmother nodded.

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Then—

She opened another box.

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Inside—

A golden hairpin shaped like a phoenix spreading its wings.

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Lian Hua leaned closer.

"Wow..."

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The Grandmother smiled faintly.

"This one..."

"...symbolizes authority."

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Her fingers traced the delicate carving.

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"When worn..."

"...it reminds the wearer of her duty."

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The Aunt chuckled lightly.

"Then Ruyi must wear it carefully."

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The room laughed.

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Even the Empress smiled.

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The Grandmother placed it aside carefully.

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Then—

One by one—

She began showing each piece.

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A bracelet.

"This is for prosperity."

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A ring.

"For protection."

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A pearl set.

"For grace."

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Every item carried meaning.

History.

Responsibility.

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The room filled with stories.

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"How your grandfather brought this from the northern lands..."

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"How this jade was gifted after a victory..."

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"How this bracelet protected a lady during difficult times..."

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Each piece—

Was not just jewelry.

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It was legacy.

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Lian Hua leaned closer to the Empress and whispered,

"If I get married, I want all of this too."

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The Empress rolled her eyes.

"Earn it first."

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"I’m your sister."

"That’s enough qualification."

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The Aunt laughed.

"You will scare away your future husband."

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"I’ll scare him into loving me."

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Everyone burst into laughter.

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The tension of the past days—

Faded completely.

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For a moment—

There was no palace.

No politics.

No danger.

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Only family.

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The Mother gently held the Empress’s hand.

"...You see this?"

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The Empress looked at her.

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"This is what you have."

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"...A home."

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Her voice softened.

"No matter where you are."

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The Empress’s eyes softened slightly.

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"...I know."

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The Grandmother suddenly spoke again.

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Her tone slightly serious now.

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"These ornaments..."

"...are not just beauty."

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"They carry responsibility."

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Her gaze moved across all of them.

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"When Chen Ruyi wears them..."

"She represents this family."

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"She protects its dignity."

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"She leads its future."

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Silence followed.

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Even Lian Hua didn’t joke.

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Because—

This mattered.

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The Empress nodded slightly.

"She will."

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The Grandmother smiled again.

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Then—

Her tone lightened.

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"But before that..."

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She picked up a pair of earrings.

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"These will suit her face perfectly."

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The room burst into laughter again.

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Just like that—

The heavy moment passed.

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The Aunt stood.

"We should prepare properly."

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"Yes," the Mother added.

"We will present these during the ceremony."

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The Empress nodded.

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She carefully looked at each piece again.

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Not just as ornaments.

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But as something deeper.

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Something that tied people together.

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Past.

Present.

Future.

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Lian Hua suddenly grabbed a small bracelet.

"This one is mine."

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"No, it is not," the Aunt snapped.

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"It chose me."

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"It did not."

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The room once again filled with playful arguments.

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And the Grandmother simply watched.

Smiling.

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Because this—

This laughter.

This warmth.

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Was the true wealth of the family.

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And soon—

Chen Ruyi would become part of it.

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Not just as a bride.

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But as someone who would carry this legacy forward.

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With grace.

With strength.

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And with love.