On the twenty-third day of the ninth month in the Year of the Rabbit, Miss Wang Minglai of the the Wang Family encountered robbers while visiting her hometown. She was violated by them and, after being redeemed by the the Wang Family with a hefty sum, took her own life at the age of twenty-three.
“Ming Lai.” He took out a talisman he had kept close to his heart for a long time and tied it around her neck. “This talisman must never leave your side. Tomorrow, remember not to go out visiting relatives. No matter what happens, do not go outside. Do you understand?”
Wang Minglai had some awareness of his prophetic abilities, and seeing him speak so seriously, she nodded. “Mm, I won’t go out.” Then she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.
Liu Yu watched her departing figure with gentle eyes, feeling warmth in his heart and a surge of determination. He did not believe that fate was unchangeable, nor would he allow himself to witness Ming Lai perish just like that!
Indeed, he used a reverse talisman made from a mixture of dog blood and plant ash to counteract the ominous divination from that day. Wang Minglai cooperatively stayed indoors, and all he heard from the neighbors was that on that day, the robbers wreaked havoc, resulting in several households in the eastern village being wiped out.
About six months passed since then, and Liu Yu and Wang Minglai had met each other's families.
The the Wang Family valued the the Liu Family's influence in court and readily agreed to the union; for the the Liu Family, the the Wang Family was merely a small embroidery merchant. However, considering their son’s affection for the girl, who was well-educated and gracious, they also nodded in approval.
Yet, just a day before their engagement ceremony, news spread through the capital that Liu Zizhan had amassed troops and intended to rebel. He was imprisoned by Emperor Xianfeng, with his fate still uncertain. Upon hearing this news, the the Wang Family feared being implicated and locked their daughter away, severing ties with the the Liu Family.
In those days following the news from the capital, Madam Liu seemed to age ten years; most of the servants in the household feared being implicated and left one after another. If it weren’t for Madam Liu’s formidable means holding everything together and her eldest son’s efforts to rescue Liu Zizhan, the the Liu Family would likely have already collapsed.
Many times, with tears in her eyes, Madam Liu harshly questioned Liu Yu: “Speak! Aren’t you supposed to be a prophet? Now that your father is in trouble, how can you just stand by and watch?!”
Her mother’s piercing accusations were deafening; however, Liu Yu could only bite his lip in tears. “My Heavenly Eye has not yet opened; my father is my closest kin; I cannot see…”
In truth, it wasn’t that his Heavenly Eye had not opened; he had already divined that Dui Wei Ze had transformed into Qian Wei Tian Gua. His father’s predicament stemmed from his attempt to alter Ming Lai’s fate against heaven’s will. Unexpectedly, this consequence fell upon his closest family member—an outcome he could not evade.
The next day, Liu Yu forced a smile as he drank the bowl of Lily and Job's Tears Porridge his mother had brought him. Everything around him slowly faded to black, and the last image he saw was his mother's cold face.
She repeatedly asked, "If your eyes are blind, the Heavenly Eye will naturally open. Can your father really escape this calamity?!"
"Feng Huo Ding Jing Gua, rush to the wood, my father has already been poisoned at Noon Quarter." He heard the sound of his mother collapsing to the ground, like a drum, striking heavily at his heart.
As expected, the next day news of tragedy spread through the capital, and the Liu Family donned mourning attire.
To appease the Liu Family, the Xianfeng Emperor decreed that the eldest son of the Liu Family would inherit his father's position. The Liu Family's influence was restored, and Wang Minglai was finally able to escape her parents' confinement to visit Liu Yu.
But she found Liu Yu staring blankly at her, a gentle smile on his face. Tears from Wang Minglai fell onto Liu Yu's hand, warming his desolate heart just a little.
"These days, the eldest son of the Yue Family has come to propose. My parents say that the Liu Family is not what it once was and that I should marry an honest scholar. But I don't want to... I would rather die than accept that..." Wang Minglai grasped his hand. "Come to my house for the betrothal ceremony. While your elder brother still holds power over Jiang-Zhe, my parents surely won't dare refuse."
Wang Minglai's hand was soft and warm. The moment he touched it, Liu Yu saw that the eldest son of the Yue Family had already brought gifts early on and had completed the betrothal with her parents. He was too late and was justly rejected by them on the grounds that their daughter had already been promised.
—The youngest daughter of the Wang Family, Wang Minglai, married Yue Xianshun, the eldest son of the Yue Family, on August 24th of the Renxu year, and bore a son before passing away in sorrow.
"No!" Liu Yu tightened his grip on Wang Minglai's hand and pulled her into his embrace. "I won't let you marry someone else, unless I die—unless I die!"
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