I laid in bed, unable to get the scene from the Silk Ceremony out of my mind.
The candles had been extinguished a long time ago. My eyes had adjusted to the dark.
Yet, sleep just wouldn't come.
Zheng had asked me to go to him after dinner, but it was rare for Yi Mu to visit Qi Feng Gong.
I tasked the servants to tell him that I would find him for breakfast instead, since I wanted to talk to Yi Mu until the curfew eunuchs began making their rounds.
Yi Mu was furious with what the Empress had done.
By beseeching and asking me as a suggestion in front of the Ladies of the Court, the Empress essentially blackmailed me into saying yes.
I couldn't possibly disagree to the suggestion after how she had called me a 'good wife'. In any case, it wasn't even unreasonable.
That was the worst part.
It wasn't unreasonable to expect that my husband had more than one wife.
That was the main reason I refused to let anyone tell Zheng what had happened.
