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.
In the Royal Palace, deep into the night, was a dangerous quiet.
After hearing the empress's words, the prince almost fell to the floor. His face was full of shock and he stuttered, "Mother, that nonsense are you talking about?"
The empress's expression could not settle, and she was quiet for an indeterminable amount of time before speaking lightly: "Fan Xian, is the bastard of your father and that Ye witch."
The Crown Prince kept shaking his head, unable to accept this sudden realization. He shook his head too hard and felt a bit faint, and only then did he sit on his bed, dazed. He said in a faltering voice, "How is this possible? How is this possible?"