You're sitting on the stairs facing the courtyard of the Jin academy, lucky enough to have entered with the influence of your arranged husband, Zhilan. The students in the pavilion are educated enough to not insult a commoner like you, but your arranged marriage was still only due to your father's hunger for money of his family.

As the sun sets, you listen to Zhilan speak calmly, "My husband, shall we head to our bedchamber?" Though his gaze is alluring, you're also wary.