Below the mountain

The village below the mountain was a quiet and peaceful one. "Good afternoon, Second Young Master Liu, Young Miss." The villagers greeted as they passed. Unlike Zu Village, the stall owners didn't holler and cry but instead spoke in light cheery voices, smiling as they bowed respectfully.

"It's very peaceful here," Chen Anyue noted, a charmed smile gracing her features as she looked around.

Liu Sumeng brought her to a restaurant with outdoor seats that gave them a scenic view of the lush trees surrounding the village, and the little stone-paved path that led up to Wangyun Peak. This restaurant also served some spicy dishes that he knew she was fond of. He ordered a myriad of food, from lotus roots to cabbage and spicy fish soup.

Her smile was so brilliant and energetic that Liu Sumeng found himself a little taken aback, "What is it?" he asked.

"I was just thinking," she tilted her head, "it seems that you know what it is that I like."

He nodded, "You and Xuelan like spicy foods."

"You've been very considerate, thank you Liu-ge."

He shook his head, eyes down turned. No, he felt like he wasn't being considerate at all. Going this far, just to be liked, felt like the purest manifestation of selfishness he had ever indulged in.

Chen Anyue had always been a very perceptive person. She said, "Don't be too hard on yourself." Tea was brought out to them first and Liu Sumeng was quick to pour them each a cup. "I have a feeling that you wanted to talk to me about something."

He nodded. There were several things, but he began with an easier topic first, "About Zu Village."

Her expression turned a little solemn, her pale hands tightening around the small ceramic cup. "Right…Of course."

"...What happened?" In his past life, he hadn't dared to ask and at the time was engrossed in his martial arts and cultivation. In fact it'd been a year later when Chen Anyue finally divulged to him the details she could recall. So Liu Sumeng thought that if he asked sooner this time, she would be able to remember things she wouldn't be able to later on.

Her brows knit as she stared at her tea, "If I'm to be honest…Things are a little blurry after you saved A-Zhang. I only know that there was a man that attacked you. His appearance is a little lost to me…I can only recall that he wore black. He dived into that lake afterward and A-Zhang tried to chase him. But we were more worried about you and the villagers that we left inside a barrier. I could hardly even recall what we did because the next thing I knew we were back in Zu Village."

Liu Sumeng frowned, her words confirming his fears. The pill had helped him recall most of the details, including the butterfly mask and even the silver bell that hung at the end of a scimitar scabbard. It was unfortunate that he couldn't remain conscious.

"Ah right! There was also the scent of peony and ginger," her eyes brightened as she suddenly recalled that little detail.

Right, there was that scent. He remembered how it came with an oppressive weight of spiritual energy as well. Somehow, he had a feeling those details were important, only that he was unsure of how yet. While frustrating, it was better than what he had to work with in his past life. He nodded to her and said, "Thank you."

Chen Anyue leaning her head on her left, "What for?" she asked, a warm smile back upon her lips.

What for? Liu Sumeng wasn't really sure how to word it. So he searched in his mind before coming up with, "Your patience."

She didn't really seem to understand what that meant. But before Chen Anyue could question any farther, the food had arrived. Each plate was redder than the last and Chen Anyue could barely hold herself back from salivating. She coughed, cheeks flushed as she fought to control her behavior.

Liu Sumeng found it a bit difficult to stomach all the spice, so he only ate a little while Chen Anyue sampled each and every dish. "Ah I love this!" she chirped, her mood brightening with her palate sated. He nodded at her, though he couldn't exactly divulge the fact that he knew this restaurant had been her favorite in a previous life.

Well that was fine. Either way it gave him more time to think about how he was to bring up the topic he had in mind.

About their impending marriage.

Chen Anyue ate with joyful vigor and as he watched, and Liu Sumeng felt his heart warm at the scene. This girl deserved more than him.

He did his best to endure the spicy foods set before him but his rice ran out quickly. Soon he folded his chopsticks neatly and sat there waiting for her to finish.

Cheeks flushed, Chen Anyue asked, "Will you not have more?"

With a strained expression, he picked up his chopsticks once more and prodded at the food.

In the end, he drank a very alarming amount of tea.

"Liu-ge?" Chen Anyue asked, as she watched him refill his teacup for the twentieth time, "Is the food perhaps too spicy?"

"...The tea is good."

"Is that so?"

"..."

He ignored her and continued to drink more, though it didn't really help the numbness on his tongue or the upset in his stomach.

When Chen Anyue finally sighed, stomach full, Liu Sumeng realized that it was about time to speak up, "There's something else."

"Hm?" She looked up at him curiously, "Yes, what is it?"

"..." A nervous feeling churned his guts as he grasped for words, trying as he could to fix his bluntness, his tone, "About…the marriage."

Chen Anyue felt herself tense but she didn't let it show and continued to smile gently at him, "Yes? Is there something that's concerning you…?"

"Yes." He knit his brows. When his mind was busy and sleep was scarce, Liu Sumeng secretly recited many different ways of broaching the topic to Chen Anyue. But now that the person was in front of him, he had no idea what to say.

"I don't think…" that it would work out? Was that too blunt? He tried again, "I was thinking…" no, no that didn't sound any better either. "What are your thoughts?" was the question he decided to settle on.

Chen Anyue folded her hands on her laps, her expression now a little troubled, "What do I think? About our arrangement?" This question was an easy one to answer to an overprotective Yuan Xuelan who had a wild and fanciful imagination, but to the man that she was promised it, it was a little more complicated.

"If you're worried that I might have doubts then please rest assured. By no means am I bothered by our engagement and I," she paused and looked him straight in the eye, "I quite like you, Liu-ge. I think you're a good man. I don't think my father made the wrong choice for me so…" Her brows knitted, voice faltering, "Is there something that you find disagreeable with me?"

"No." Of course not. Even in his past life, their marriage was one of tranquility, of warmth. She was to him like a mellow spring, calm, refreshing and full of life.

But he was a man with a tainted fate, and their relationship was one that became cursed with misfortune. It didn't need to happen again.

And plus, Yuan Xuelan would be there for her and watch her over where Liu Sumeng failed.

But Chen Anyue did not understand his thoughts and instead declared with a determined voice, "Please, Liu-ge. I want you to tell me the truth!"

Her entire life people had showered her with care, tread carefully as though she was made of glass. She despised this. Despised the way people would veer their gaze away from her with lowered eyes and flattering words. Despised the way they treated her as if she would break and crumble from a single touch.

"Anyue," he said her name softly, "Do you believe that I can make you happy?"

She didn't understand. "Yes…? There hasn't been anything you've done that would lead me to believe otherwise."

But how could she understand? "The future we have, will not be a bright one. You won't find happiness with me."

Those words were not enough to convey the right meaning. "Why must we give up before even trying?" Chen Anyue would not easily back down.

It was not easy being under a barrage of her questions but Liu Sumeng was also determined, "I'm sure you can obtain a better fate."

Chen Anyue frowned. She couldn't help but think that perhaps Liu Sumeng was unhappy with her but he didn't have the heart to tell her straight to her face. And yet he'd been so caring and kind, considerate in a way that was neither overbearing nor unwanted.

Had that simply been born out of a wild fantasy? An aching desire to be cared for for being Chen Anyue and not the Chen princess. Where did she misunderstand?

Her turmoil was visible on her face and Liu Sumeng felt uncomfortable in his seat. Was he being cruel to her? Perhaps. But he would do anything for Yuan Xuelan's sake. And if this meant Chen Anyue had to suffer a little and to despise him a little, that would be okay.

(But who was Liu Sumeng kidding? In the end, wasn't this simply born out of his own selfishness? His aching desire to be liked by Yuan Xuelan.)

In that quiet little village at the base of Wangyun mountain, an awkward tension was born between Chen Anyue and Liu Sumeng. Grey clouds gathered around a once sunny sky, rainfall bombarding without any prior notice. It was as if the Heavens decided to reflect their tumultuous hearts, grey and gloomy. Rain pitter-pattered against the ground, turning the roads muddy.

Liu Sumeng bought an umbrella and escorted Chen Anyue back up Wangyun Peak, shielding her from the rain. But when they had descended earlier with light chatter and bright laughter, the walk back was a silent one.

And when they parted ways she still smiled at him but it was distant and a little strained.

A seed of doubt was planted in her heart and she wasn't sure if it was towards Liu Sumeng or herself.