The wedding

Northern Wei, the Imperial palace. A day before the Crown Prince and Xiang Mingyue's wedding.

Jingfua paused at the door of Xiang Mingyue's bed chamber. She glanced from the half-opened book on the small stool beside the recliner to her you g mistress who stood by the open window looking up t the sky.

Tomorrow was the long-expected wedding day. Her mistress had been plagued by nerves as the wedding date drew near.

She kept the small pile of blankets she was carrying on the table and walked toward her mistress. Xiang Mingyue glanced over her shoulder as she felt a gaze on her back.

"Jingfua... Why? I thought you left to get things ready for the move," Xiang Mingyue said as she turned around and leaned by the wall. 

"I am your highness. I saw the lamp still on," she stood beside Xiang Mingyue, "are you having a problem sleeping".