Imperial Examination
Beneath the Dust
My parents had always told me that the less I spoke, the fewer mistakes I would make, so I became a girl of few words.
At the same time, they adored my older cousin’s bright, gracious manner and told me to imitate her in everything.
They loved her so much that when she refused to marry her impoverished fiancé, they did not hesitate to offer me in her place.
Smiling obsequiously at my uncle, my parents assured him, “Han’er is willing to help her sister out of this difficulty.”
My uncle stared at me in surprise and asked, “Han’er, are you truly willing?”
My parents frantically signaled for me to answer.
I nodded and gave them what they wanted.
“I am.”
Relief washed over their faces.
With no expectations of them left to lose, I finally spoke from the heart.
“Anywhere would be better than staying with a pair of fawning, spineless, shamelessly biased parents.”
The Sprouting Chronicles
Zhao Qingzhu and I were betrothed through an exchange marriage.
The agreement was that his older sister would marry my older brother, and I would marry him.
He was a scholar, which meant his education was a money pit.
My family had to tighten our belts to provide for him, and the entire village laughed at us for being fools.
But five years later, he passed the imperial examinations with top honors and became the most sought-after bachelor around.
Suddenly, everyone was saying I was no longer worthy of him.
Twofold Heart
While recovering from an illness in Jiangnan, I had a brief, passionate affair with a scholar.
When it was time for me to return to the capital, I left him a hundred ounces of gold and a letter.
“My mother doesn’t approve of our marriage. It’s better if we part ways.” Two years later, he earned honors in the imperial examinations.
When we met again, his face was clouded with a dark, brooding intensity.
“Was the ‘mother’ you spoke of actually your mother-in-law?”