Chang'an Under the Moon

On the night when Lu Zhenniang, the legitimate daughter of the Lu family in Fan Yang, married into the Fang family, the wedding room was lit with candles and flowers all night long, but the groom did not come back. She took off her hijab, took off her bun, and asked for a bucket of hot water to take a bath. The maid felt wronged for her, and she only said two words: "I'm tired." Later, she became the mistress of the house, settling accounts like a god, and running the family like running an army. Take concubines for him, serve his mother-in-law for him, and handle human relations for him. She didn't care if he stayed in a brothel, and she only accepted the things he gave her. There is a drawer full of rouge, Hu pen, and candy cakes, all of which are new. Everyone said that the Fang family married a Bodhisattva - one who sat upright in a high hall, had neither sorrow nor joy, had everything but no heart. Until that day, a paper of impeachment was thrown down from the court. When he returned home late at night, the light in the study was still on. She sat under the lamp and pushed over an account book. She had already filled the hole in official money that he had embezzled privately. He looked at the few lines she had written on the account book and suddenly felt as if he had never known her. Later he asked her: "You are so good to me that I can't fault you, but you seem to be the same with those two in the west wing." She was silent for a moment. The moment was too short and he should have missed it. But he didn't. He lowered his head and kissed her, very gently, as if he was afraid of the snow falling on the branches. "Then... Let me teach you, okay?" Her eyelashes trembled: "Where do you start learning?" "Start by never leaving in a hurry." From that day on, she began to try to sit for one more cup of tea. While he was speaking, she put down her pen and listened. Later, she got a white jade hairpin on her temples - it was given by him a few months ago. She finally took it out from the drawer full of gifts and put it on. It was dusk in Chang'an, and the two of them were sitting side by side on the porch. His fingertips slowly crossed that distance and covered the back of her hand. She didn't pull away. She looked at the setting sun and said in a very soft voice: "I... Sit for a little longer today." He lowered his head and smiled. The smile spread from the corners of his eyes and was warmer than the lights of the entire Chang'an City. Intention: When two people are together, it's not about who tamed the other, but that I finally learned to care, and you happen to be willing to wait.