The moon was high and bright in the starless nocturnal sky, it was already past midnight but an elegant and tranquil courtyard was brightly lit in an immense state.
Inside, in an elegant chamber, a delicate woman dressed in a simple white robe was seated on the bed; she was a stunning beauty with bewitching eyes and a beauty mole below her left eye, but she was paler as snow now and looked so frail as if she will break down at any time.
In one hand, she was holding a white outer robe while with the other one was sewing with white thread.
The embroidering was almost complete, it had white flames in the lower part; feathers fall in the front and a dragon and phoenix coiled together at the back; she was now beautifully trimming the end of a wide sleeve.
It had been a pretty difficult needlework because the thread was as white as the white fabric she was embroidering on; after finishing each pattern, she will always caress it with soft eyes.
The thread was the Eternal Frozen Silk; though it was called as such, it could warm you in the coldest environments. This silk was made after the Icy Jade Silk Worms had become Icy Jade Butterflies and copulated, because of this it was also called Eternal Love Silk; a pure love as crystalline ice and as warm as the joy brought from it.
Her husband had given it to her after she stopped him from making her a soft inner armour with it; he didn't ask her why and gave it to her.
When she was lost in her thoughts a shadow went out from the darkness. He paid courtesy and said, "Xuan Yi sees the Madam. The Patriarch is coming".
Her hands slightly trembled and she said, "Ah, you all go outside". The man covered in black hesitated for a brief moment before finally going out with other three shadows.
She heard the steady footsteps entering; she put down the things in her hands and stepped down from the bed, going to the antechamber.
The man who entered didn't sit and just stood near a jade table; she knew he was going to be brief. She approached and knelt down paying her respects, saying, "Bing Qing greets father-in-law". She didn't stand up nor looked up.
The Patriarch in front of her was a middle-aged man with a sturdy constitution; his skin was bronze coloured as the ones that usually work under the blazing sun and was clad in a dark green robe with purple embroidering which matched his skin.
His sharps eyes looked down at the kneeling figure, all white with silky black hair scattering down. He unconsciously frowned before sighing in his heart and said with disguised concern, "Has my daughter-in-law been all right?"
"Yes, Bing Qing has been very good. Bing Qing doesn't dare to let father-in-law worry", she replied softly.
He snappily frowned, looked around and put a sound enchantment before saying, "That is all right, then. Father-in-law didn't want things to develop like this but I had warned both of you". Saying so, his tone grew sombre, "A woman with almost no background and no strength, how did my eldest son dare to bring you in as a wife? How did you dare to accept and follow? Do you know how much harm have you done to him?"
Seeing her not even excusing herself, he got angry and berated, "You don't know; then, this Lord will tell you about it. You are a witch that only knows how to provoke men, because of this Xiao Shu broke ties with the Imperial family; though our family has nothing to fear but one added enemy is just a hanging stone that no one knows when it will smash down. And not only them but also the loyal servants around my son, he had now become the laughing stock as the news already spread out..."
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A Phoenix Rebirth: Dragon Emperor's Beloved Wife
Historical FictionThings have been rewritten and a fallen Phoenix with bounded wings has been reborn between heaven and earth. Can fate be changed? Will it be for the best? Love and grief go hand in hand through the path of a Phoenix. The higher you climb, the harder...
