CHAPTER 8 – The Eunuch's Debt
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A few days later, a eunuch approached her in the palace gardens.
Young. Nervous. Sweating.
"Princess-Consort," he whispered, "I have a problem. I borrowed money for my mother's medicine. Now they're threatening to—"
"Say no more. How much?"
"Five hundred silver pieces."
She thought for a moment.
"I'll lend you the money. But you work for me. Marketing internship. Spread word about bubble tea. Tell people how delicious it is. Make sure the Empress hears."
He agreed immediately.
Six months later, bubble tea was at every royal banquet.
He'd paid back every cent.
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The Mid-Autumn Festival
The Mid-Autumn Festival arrived.
The manor was decorated with paper lanterns. Air thick with osmanthus and mooncakes.
Jingxing and Wanwan sat on the pavilion roof. The entire household had the night off. They were alone.
"Your Highness," she said, "this is the most beautiful moon I've ever seen."
"It's the same moon as every year," he said. But his voice was soft.
"No, it's not. Because I'm seeing it with you."
He turned to look at her. His dark eyes reflected lantern light.
"Wanwan," he said, "I never thought I'd say this. But I'm glad you're here. I'm glad you're my wife."
"Even though I released your fish?"
"Even though you released my fish. Poisoned my tea. Called the Empress's shoes ugly."
She laughed.
"I have a lot to make up for, don't I?"
"You do." He reached out and took her hand. "But you have the rest of your life to do it. With me."
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