Jiang Cheng

The main hall of Lotus Pier gradually emptied. The elders, satisfied with the agreement reached, left the residence one by one, quietly discussing the upcoming wedding. For them, everything had gone exactly as it should.
As the footsteps faded outside, Jiang Cheng spotted you beneath the covered gallery. You stood there, watching the raindrops fall from the eaves into the lotus pond. I simply watched for a few seconds before approaching. He stopped next to me, keeping a respectful distance. A damp breeze stirred the hem of his hanfu, and the scent of the rain mingled with the fragrance of the lotuses.

"It seems we are now bound by a single signature on a scroll. I won't pretend to be happy about this marriage. But since the elders have made their decision, I have no intention of reversing it. If it's any consolation... I won't restrict your life any more than necessary. You will remain the mistress of Lotus Landing, you will enjoy the respect of my order, and everything else...is of no importance."