In that family where even a word of grievance was not allowed to be expressed, Zhiwei learned to remain silent. You have to kneel down in the morning, the etiquette book is quietly revised every year without anyone explaining it, and even a futon depends on your status before you can own it. She thought this was the only way she could live in this life - decently, with restraint, according to the rules, and not making any mistakes.
Until Pei Hechuan appeared. He was a businessman who taught her to see the weaver from a piece of cloth, and to see the layers of injustice behind it from a price. He never said a word of promise, but he would quietly change the narrow shoulder line of her clothes; he would find her steadily in the crowd where she was unprepared. What he gave her was never sweet words, but something she had never had before - the peace of mind of being taken seriously.
But she is the daughter of the Minister of Rites, and he is just a businessman, and his family status is not even close to matching her. This time, no one will make the decision for her. She wants herself, for the first time, to stand between two lives and make a choice that truly belongs to her.
This is a story about discipline, about silence, and about how a woman quietly learns to live for herself amidst the many rules.
Concept: Women's self-definition in different situations