The Moon Shines Bright over the Vast Sea

The capital was drenched in the evening rain. Someone lay drunk in a dim room, clutching a wine jug; someone else carefully set a flower lantern afloat on the river. The Phoenix Hairpin was treasured away in a wooden box. Even on her deathbed, she never told the young man from her past that she had returned. (The extra chapters can be read on their own.)