Since I can remember, my parents' attention has always been solely on my sister, as if I were just an unintentional shadow, while she was the bright moon of our family. However, fate took a sudden turn that caught me off guard.
One day, the emperor disguised himself and visited us incognito. After drinking, he took a fancy to my sister. Following a night of indulgence, he turned his back on her and bestowed her upon the infamous Grand Tutor, Jian Ming. A ruthless and cold-hearted man, ever since the imperial edict announcing their marriage was read yesterday, my mother has been mourning in our home, trying to persuade my father with her pitiful tears to use his position to resist the decree.
I passed by their courtyard with my maid. Although the door was closed, I could still hear some voices.
"Master, you should speak to the emperor! Our daughter is like a precious jewel! How can she marry such a wicked and brutal man?" my mother pleaded.
"Enough! Precious jewel, precious jewel! She's your well-raised daughter!" My father's impatient tone carried a hint of sorrow. He then began scolding softly, "If she hadn't been so eager to climb the social ladder and engaged in shameful acts with the emperor in secret, would he have bestowed her upon such a fake man?"
"Given our family's status and the current situation, how could those ministers allow Jiaorui to enter the palace? If she becomes entangled with the emperor, how could he let her marry anyone else?"
My mother started crying anew!
With such wailing, wouldn't the house be flooded? I thought to myself as I continued walking toward my courtyard.
"Miss, can this marriage edict be revoked?" Ran asked me while doing embroidery.
Looking at the fallen leaves outside, I pulled Ran to fetch water and clean the courtyard. "That is an imperial edict; how could it be changed overnight?"
The next day passed quietly until my sister's cries shattered the silence.
Tears streamed down her face as she pleaded, "Mother, I refuse to marry that vile man! Moreover, he is a fake man! If I must marry him, I will just bang my head against the wall and die!"
Watching my sister slowly turn around to set the table gave me a sense of theatricality.
"My child, you can't do that! What will you have me do if you die?" My mother and sister embraced each other and wept while occasionally glancing at my father.
I watched them calmly until...
"Father, the imperial decree did not mention that anyone would be present for the ceremony. Besides, our family has more than just me!" Lin Jiaorui seemed to suddenly remember something.
Alright, the focus of this scene is coming! Who could remain calm in this situation?
I looked at my father's gaze directed at me; his eyes were lowered, and he remained silent.
"Father, Mother, Sister, please help me! You haven't been betrothed yet. Can you really bear to watch me go to my death? I am your own sister!" Lin Jiaorui clung to her mother's hand, her tone filled with sorrow as if she didn't care about her mother's well-being.
Seeing that I was silent, it seemed my father was waiting for me to speak, but how could I?
At that moment, my mother pretended to slam her hands on the table: "Jiaorui, if anything happens to you, I won't live either. Since you two can bear to watch this, I will go down now and wait for Jiaorui."
I looked at my father with pleading eyes but received the response: "Xinyue has no better match than this; marrying him is your blessing."
I was taken aback, my heart aching like a knife.
The atmosphere in the house felt like the calm before a storm until she knelt before our parents.
Mother's tears flowed like pearls from a broken string as she stroked her daughter's head and looked up at me: "Xinyue, you have always been so carefree since you were young."
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