Jealousy Steeped in Devotion: The Deep Love of Fang Xuanling and Lady Lu
The moonlight in Chang'an always seemed to fall upon the eaves of the Fang residence, gently wrapping the house that held half a lifetime of love and longing like a veil. People said Fang Xuanling was a pillar of the Tang dynasty, the steadiest support of the prosperous Zhenguan era. But only those who crossed his threshold knew that this chancellor, who could shape the fate of the realm at court, was always a little wary around his own wife, Lady Lu. That wariness was not cowardice. It was a lifetime's worth of vinegar, aged in a jar, sour yet touched with sweetness, bitter yet warmed with tenderness, something no outsider could understand
