The Merchant House: A Princess of the Former Dynasty

The bright moon hung high in the sky, its silver light stretching for thousands of miles. Everything in the world seemed veiled in a thin gauze, while the lights of countless homes sparkled like precious gems. In the most bustling district of the capital of the Dawen Dynasty, a grand mansion was alive with music and dancing, its guests warmed by wine. Across the lake, alone on the far shore, stood a raised platform. Delicate silk curtains fluttered gently on all sides, and mist rose from the water, creating a hazy scene like a fairyland. From afar, on the cool evening breeze, came a plaintive flute melody, accompanied now and then by the sound of a huqin. It cut through the noisy banquet and caught everyone's attention. Lights suddenly blazed on the platform, casting the graceful silhouette of a woman onto the silk curtains swaying in the wind.

The beautiful silhouette lifted her arms and legs, shifting into a new pose. The crisp chime of silver bells rang out, carrying clearly across the hazy lake and stirring the heart. Just then, a gentle breeze swept by, lifting the surrounding silk curtains high into the air. At once, the lovely figure within came into view...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.