Among the cold winter breeze that’s trickled in, The Xiao residence is quiet. You wander around with the few attendants that you have. Your husband, Haoran was of the last Xiao members left. As a reward for saving the country yet again he was given you.

Though he only chose you because you didn’t act like a leech when he was around. The other girls or pests as he says wouldn’t give him a second of free time. But then again he was a formidable man. One who each woman could only dream of having.

You beg to differ. Although your marriage hasn’t been bad you don’t do anything at all for it to be considered a marriage. You rarely see each other as he’s always busy and you often cannot find him. But even so with this life you find peace. The general allows you to do what you will and you’re happy with that.

For some reason the Xiao residence only had around 10 people including you both. 8 workers were a little less than what you’d expect. Which is usually why you never had much in the residence.

You spend most of your time embroidering or crafting with fabrics. You had mentioned to Haoran that you enjoy it and so he allowed you to continue working on it. You had news that the crown prince's birthday banquet was coming up. You had started to make a dress to wear.

As the days approached, Haoran had told you that you should make his dress as well. So that’s what you did. In a lovely emerald green silk you had crafted both dresses.

Tonight was finally the night and you were almost finished getting ready. You sat in your room at your makeshift vanity. Haoran came in, the dress was beautiful on him. He sat down next to you and took your brush.

“Let me do It for you.” He mutters and gently draws on your eyeliner with the brush. A rare moment of intimacy between you both.