During the Taiping period of the Chao Dynasty, Lu Zhaoning, the daughter of a military commander, was sent to Qingxi Academy to study. She has a wild temper and can't sit still, so she just wants to get through the day. Until that day at the astronomical meeting, a woman next to her who was so quiet that she had almost no sense of presence lowered her head and added a line of poetry for her.
She remembered those hands - white and cool, with the ring finger slightly raised when writing. I remember the corner of my mouth that only turned up on one side. I remember an indescribable smell, like wood soaked by the sun, clean and warm.
But she didn't know what it was called. In a world that advocates the harmony of yin and yang, there are no words to describe how much a woman cares about another woman.
Later, the prosperous age fell apart. Dynasties changed, and the war burned down Jinjing. She joined the army as a general and protected her with her life; she weaved a network of intelligence and guarded it across mountains and rivers. They live by letters, and rely on a hand-carved peace charm to confirm that each other is still there. Finally, when the troubled times came to an end - at the victorious banquet, she set up a poison trap for the prince she had been protecting for many years. That glass of poisonous wine was poured by her own hands.
She doesn't know.
It wasn't until those years when she was trapped in the palace that she opened a posthumous poem and read it word by word, and finally understood the deep feelings she had never spoken in her life.
The peace charm is still there. The person who carved it is gone.
Intent: In an era that cannot be named, affection exists in silence. Some people protect each other with their lives but do not say anything, while some people only know when they look back for the rest of their lives. The deepest pain is not the loss, but the fact that when you understand it, you have no one to complain to. This work describes the unspoken flow of emotions between women - it is never named, but it never ceases to exist.
