A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
"I don't think we did anything last summer."
Si Lili held her head in her hands. She had a slight headache. Ever since Fan Xian brought up this phrase in his letter to Duoduo, the two women beside the young Northern Qi Emperor had sunk into endless thought. No matter how much they thought about it, they couldn't work out what exactly they had done to Fan Xian last summer.
There was only that one line in the letter, written plainly. It was like a warning but more so like a kind of threat. They could not understand what had made Fan Xian so angry.
Of course, they would not because Fan Xian had calculated the year wrong. Fan Xian's initial intention was to warn the Northern female soldiers that he already knew about the incident of the old temple.