Pei Qin's POV
I take a deep breath and massage my neck. I'm finally back in my chamber after I head to the place where one of the remonstration offices turns to ashes.
Li Jin told me how the empress and Shanguan Zu Jin saved a lowly rank without a second thought. He also told me what Empress Wu Jinmai did to save that official.
Zhao Feng coughs. "I will brew your favorite tea, young master. I think you need it," he commented.
I nod and watch as he leaves. I take a seat on the wooden bench underneath this plum tree. I wonder what is happening to the empress.
She really changed after we pushed her in the pond and watched her drown. I shake my head.
"Why am I remembering such an event?" I whispered to myself.
I look at the tree. It's already winter, and there's no leaves left in its branches. I close my eyes.
The night of the Spring Festival
