Born From Chaos

by Aryillia

The land steeped in chaos, ambitious men strive to take it for their own. Beside them are warriors born from the ashes of war. The story mainly focuses on Wei. It will mostly revolve around Dynasty Warriors 8 but some historical references will be made too. Features an OC/Xiahou Dun pairing. Rated M for language and sexual references.

53. Chapter 53

A/N: Hey all! Happy New Year! Four months late XD. I really wanted to get this out sooner but it has been damn near impossible finding time to write. It is getting better and I hope to get chapters out faster in the future. I also have to apologize because this is another slow chapter, but there are a lot of characters and plots going on that I am trying to make sure are wrapped up or at least addressed. Bear with me a little longer. We are going to get to Chi Bi (Red Cliff) eventually, I swear! Thanks to everyone who keeps reading despite the ridiculously long breaks between chapters. Again I am sorry for the delay and hope to get stuff out sooner. Your continued support means the world to me. Thanks all!

Zhuge Liang – Kongming
Zhao Yun – Zǐlóng
Yu Jin – Wenze
Guo Jia – Fèngxiào
Cao Pi – Zǐhuán
Cao Cao – Mèngdé
Xiahou Yuan – Miàocái
Xiahou Dun – Yuánràng
Cao Zhi – Zijian
Cao Chong – Cangshu
Zhang Liao – Wenyuan
Zhang He – Jùnyì
Tian Feng – Yuanhao
Jia Xu – Wénhé
Man Chong – Bóníng
Xun You - Gōngdá

"You should turn him away!" Shouted an advisor; he was one of Liu Qi's fifteen most senior and trusted advisers and they currently were—as they often are—embroiled in a heated debate.

"Your father treated Liu Bei with kindness. We are honor bound to do the same," said another.

"Keeping him here will only serve to bring Cao Cao's wrath upon us," declared a third. This sentiment was echoed by a few others in the room.

"Cao Cao's eye is already upon us since he has allied himself with that traitor Liu Cong! Turning Liu Bei away will not help us hide from it," cried a forth. His words met with boisterous agreement from those who stood on his side.

The divided advisors continued this circular argument that had already been going on for what seemed like hours and it centered around one man, Liu Bei.

After fleeing to escape Cao Cao's approaching forces, Liu Bei needed sanctuary. Under instruction from the Sleeping Dragon Zhuge Liang, Liu Bei was to find that succor in the arms of Liu Qi, the eldest son of his deceased ally Liu Biao.

Liu Qi himself had his own problems. When he finally learned of his father's death, weeks had already gone by. He was livid at not being told of such important news and was determined to march to capital of Jing Province to confront his brother. The night before he was scheduled to leave, the wind carried whispers of his brother's hate for him. He didn't believe it at first, but when he found out that his brother had joined forces with Cao Cao, the truth could no longer be denied. He knew in his heart that his father's demise wasn't natural and if he were to go to the capital, he may suffer a similar fate. Qi decided to act before his brother could and moved south across the Yangtze River to put distance between them. It brought him time, but he knew that his brother would not let him go unchecked for long.

When Liu Bei and his paltry force of came to him, Li Qi's first instinct was to turn him away. He had his own problems to deal with and while Liu Bei was a friend, he did not feel like inheriting anyone else's issues when he had his own. He would have turned him away then and there had it not been for the timely intervention of Zhuge Liang. Qi held Liang in high regard as he had gone to him for advice many times before which bore fruit. It was for this reason only that Liu Bei's forces had been granted temporary shelter. As time waned on however, it was clear that a decision had to be made regarding whether he and his people should continue to grant them shelter or turn them away to focus on their own issues.

Li Qi looked to the man who sat at his side, Li Hu. His cousin was his fifteenth advisor and the one who usually broke the stalemate between the other fourteen. He had remained quite while the others argued, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Both sides are not without reason," Qi began as he turned from his cousin to stare at his arguing advisors once more. They were so enthralled in their own argument it seemed as if they had forgotten him completely. With a sigh, he turned to Li Hu once more.

"My heart wars with my mind. Tell me cousin, where do you stand?"

"I find it curious that Zhuge Liang thought to bring him to us. The sleeping dragon does not move without purpose. Perhaps it would be prudent to see what that purpose is before making any decision."

"A sound decision," Qi said loud enough to cut through his advisors bickering.

They stopped, Qi's voice startling a few of the advisors that had forgotten he was there, so wrapped up in their argument as they were. Their full attention was on him, watching him expectantly to see which side had "won".

"We shall have an audience with Zhuge Liang and Liu Bei. We will see why they have come to us."

The advisors looked at each other in confusion. Did someone suggest that?

Leaving his advisors to puzzle who made the suggestion, Liu Qi commanded a guard to bring Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang before them.

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"This is stupid!" Zhang Fei declared, breaking the amicable silence that filled the room.

"We should just demand an audience with him. Why are we waiting?" Fei continued.

"Brother," Bei began with strained patience. "Master Kongming says they will call on us soon. We just have to be patient."

Bei loved his brother, truly he did, but sometimes his impetuous nature was a chore to deal with. This was the fourth time Bei had to calm his brother down and convince him to wait…or had it been the fifth?

"Kongming isn't all knowing," Fei replied sourly.

"Brother!" Bei admonished while shooting a nervous glance towards Liang. The man in question simply tipped his teacup up to his lip and drained its remains. He gently put his now empty cup down, a serene look on his countenance as his eyes moved towards the door. If he was insulted by Fei's words he certainly didn't show it.

Xun Yu lifted his own cup to his lips in an effort to stifle the scathing rebuke that threatened to spill past his lips and to hide the annoyance he was certain was evident on his face. By this point he found Fei's antics equal parts irritating and amazing. Given the gift of time, most people learn and grow and adjust their behavior to become better people. Fei was surprisingly stubborn to this phenomenon and seemed to be intent on being an idiot for the rest of his days. It was as amazing to watch as it was frustrating. His stupidity would cost them in the future. Yu was sure of it.

"No one said he was all knowing," Bei said with a frown. "But you must admit that he has been correct so far."

Fei opened his mouth to retort but a voice called from the other side of the door requesting entrance.

A stunned silence filled the room. Questioning eyes filled looked towards Zhuge Liang, who unlike the room's other inhabitants, seemed utterly unsurprised by their visitor. Indeed Liang had said today would be the day they would be summoned, but how could he have possibly known that today would be the day? They had been there for days with nary a peep from their host so it was surprising that Zhuge Liang even mentioned it. Did he have some sort of inside information? That seemed unlikely as he hadn't left their side since they arrived. Perhaps Liu Bei and Zhang Fei were wrong; maybe Zhuge Liang truly was all knowing.

"My Lord, It is exceedingly rude to leave our guest waiting for so long without replying."

Liu Bei seemed to snap out of his wonderment and regain his manners. He bade the visitor to enter and they did so immediately. It was clear they were slightly annoyed at being made to wait for so long, but that annoyance was not voiced.

"Lord Liu Qi wishes to speak with you and Master Zhuge Liang. Please come immediately."

The messenger made sure to stress the word immediately, unwilling to be made to wait again.

"Of course," Liu Bei replied with a nod as he stood from his seat. He looked to Zhuge Liang to see he was already to his feet and heading towards the messenger.

"My pupil will be accompanying us," Liang said as he gestured towards Xun Yu. "I trust there is no issue with this?"

The messenger looked towards Xun Yu for a brief moment before letting his gaze return to Zhuge Liang.

"That is fine, Master Zhuge Liang."

Upon hearing the approval, Xun Yu quickly stood and moved to Liang's side. Bei went to join the pair and he could hear the shuffling of his adopted brothers as they got to their feet as well.

The messenger looked past Bei with a disapproving eye, but he remained silent.

Bei and his brother's approached the door, ready to leave but the messenger did not budge.

"Those two will have to wait here," he said as he looked past Bei once more to his sworn brothers.

"We aren't waiting anywhere. Where brother goes, we go," Fei replied.

The frown on the messenger's face deepened. He kept his eyes trained on Bei as he spoke. "They will have to wait here," he repeated.

"So the uppity prick can go but we have to wait? Bullshit," Fei snarled apparently done with being polite to the messenger.

Bei shot Fei an angry glare, but it was Guan Yu that put a firm hand on his shoulder to calm him down.

"Please allow an exception just this once," he said. "We are friends with Master Liu Qi and we wish to see him and pay our sincere condolences over the passing of his beloved father."

The messenger regarded Guan Yu in silence before letting out a sigh.

"Very well."

Without another word he turned on his heel and led the way back to his master.

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The guard announced the arrival of Liu Bei and his group. A hush fell over Liu Qi's advisors who had started bickering again as they waited for them to arrive. Grateful for the interruption in their squabbling, Liu Qi requested that they were shown in immediately.

He watched in surprise at the group as they entered. He had only requested the audience of Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang hadn't he? Yet here they were, accompanied by three of their generals.

"Master Liu Qi, it is good to see you," Liu Bei said as he respectfully saluted their host.

"And it is good to see you…all of you," Liu Qi replied as he respectfully returned the salute. He did a poor job of masking his confusion in his voice.

"We wished to give our condolences to you for the loss of your father," said Xun Yu as he saluted Qi.

"Yes. Lord Liu Biao was a good man, gone much too soon," Guan Yu added with his own salute.

Liu Qi nodded his head sadly before returning their salutes. "Thank you for your kind words. I only wish father was properly honored in his passing so he could have joined our ancestor's side."

A shadow seemed to pass over his face as he clenched a fist. The sorrow that held him just moments ago had been replaced with righteous anger. "My brother will pay for his cruelty."

"And yet the blame cannot be laid at his feet alone," Zhuge Liang began.

'This was it," Xun Yu thought. He knew what was coming and was eager to see if Liang could truly convince Liu Qi to his way of thinking. He looked to his companions and saw that they had tensed as well. They all knew what was coming and were anticipating whether Liang could pull through as well.

"Cao Cao also deserves to be punished, for he provided the dagger your brother drove into your father's back."

Liu Qi tensed at the mention of Cao Cao's name. His knuckles were gradually turning white from being squeezed so hard.

"Yes. While my brother cannot be excused for his role in this he wouldn't have been so emboldened had it not been for Cao Cao's support."

"Indeed. Both need to be punished."

Liu Qi frowned. "While I agree with you, getting revenge on Cao Cao is beyond me. I will have to settle for taking my vengeance out on my brother."

Liang folded his arms, tucking his hands into the sleeves of his robe. He spoke his next words smoothly and full of confidence.

"What if Cao Cao was not beyond you?"

Liu Qi frowned as he warily eyed Liang. "Speak plainly, Master Liang. Why have you and Liu Bei come to me?"

"My Lord?" Liang said as he looked to Liu Bei.

"We wish to form an alliance with you to fight against our common enemy, Cao Cao."

One of Liu Qi's advisors let out a harsh, bitter laugh. "Form an alliance with you? Your army isn't even half of what ours is and they are mostly comprised of farmers!"

Fei snarled and was ready to lay into the advisor that spoke, but Guan Yu took hold of his shoulder and squeezed it hard. The pressure of it made Fei look at his brother who was staring at him with a warning in his eyes. He gave a subtle shake of his head and Fei knew he had to back down.

"What he says is true," said Liang. "But you of all people know I would not suggest a course of action if there was no chance of victory."

Xun Yu found himself holding his breath as he waited for Liang's next words.

"This alliance will not be with us alone. It will also include the warriors of Wu."

Murmurs instantly arose from Liu Qi's advisors at this revelation.

"Truly?" Liu Qi asked over the rumblings of his advisors. "You have an alliance with Wu?"

"We will have an alliance with Wu," Liang corrected.

Liu Qi frowned. "Will? This means that you currently don't. You would ask me to promise my forces to an alliance that does not exist?"

"I ask you to promise your forces to an alliance that will happen," Liang replied in his usual calm tone.

"You speak with such certainty," Liu Qi replied still wearing his frown, though it wasn't quite as deep as before.

"The downfall of Cao Cao can only benefit the land and I am confident that I can help Wu see that."

"Even with our three forces combined, Cao Cao's forces still outnumber our own. What makes you think we can even defeat Cao Cao?"

"Because it will not be just us facing him; the land itself will lend its aid to us. Cao Cao's defeat is certain."

"You speak with such certainty…it makes me want to believe," Liu Qi said softly.

He looked to his advisors. He could tell with one glance that they were bursting at the seams ready to give their opinion. Liu Qi, however, had no intention of asking for their counsel. Liang offered him what his heart desired; a chance at revenge against the two men he hated most, his treacherous brother and the villainous Cao Cao. He would be a fool to pass up such an opportunity, but he wouldn't rush into such an alliance without a guarantee.

"We will join your alliance," Liu Qi announced.

There was a collective gasp amongst a few of his advisors, but they dared not speak over their lord.

"However," he continued. "We will only go to war if Wu marches with us. If Wu does not agree to this alliance then we will withdraw our support. I imagine this shouldn't be a problem for you however, your confidence being as it is."

"Not a problem at all," Liang said with a small smile that gave away nothing.

"Good!" Liu Qi as he clapped his hands together. "As we are tentative allies, we will of course not throw you and your people out to fend for yourselves. You are welcomed here as long as you need."

"You are too kind, Master Qi," Liu Bei said with a salute.

"Of course and might I suggest that your forces begin to train with my own? Going to war with farmers is not an ideal strategy."

"That is most generous, Master Qi. How can we ever repay you?"

"Give me the heads of Cao Cao and Liu Cong and we can call it even."

"That is my intention," Bei said with a wary smile.

"Then tonight let us feast! To celebrate our new alliance! Where is Zhao Yun? Make sure he attends the feast tonight."

Liu Bei visibly flinched and the others lowered their eyes to avoid Liu Qi's gaze. He realized he made a misstep.

"Unfortunately, Zǐlóng fell in battle after bravely attempting to rescue Lord Bei's wife and child. It was due to his bravery that Lord Bei's son is still among us today."

Liu Qi frowned. "Curse my wayward tongue. I did not know you suffered so. Zǐlóng was a good man…and your wife…My heart goes out to you for your loss. It seems like you have reason for Cao Cao's death more than I."

Bei swallowed hard and nodded. "My history with Cao Cao is a deep and dark one. This is just the latest of insults he has inflicted upon me. I must ask you Master Liu Qi, your brother is yours to deal with as you wish, but Cao Cao…please leave him to me."

"Of course. It is your right."

Liu Qi gave a sigh. "Let us put such talk from our minds. Tonight we will drink to the fallen and celebrate the beginning of the end to our enemies."

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Cao Cao's generals filtered into the throne room, first making their way first to the foot of the dias he sat upon to salute him before taking their proper places. It should be considered blasphemous, what Cao Cao was doing; sitting upon the throne looking down on others in a palace that was supposed to be for the Emperor. To set himself up in such a position of power in the Emperor's own home was a bold move, but to those that served him, including the emperor himself, it was not a surprise. Cao Cao was the true emperor and the son of heaven his mere puppet.

This was of course by design. Cao Cao concocted this plan years ago while simultaneously helping plot the downfall of Dong Zhou. In truth the idea to use the son of heaven as a pawn came from Dong Zhou himself, but in Cao Cao's mind he went about it all wrong. Dong Zhou was much too bold, too greedy. He wanted everyone to see that he was the one that had the power. He hid his pawn behind him and made himself a rather large target. When Cao Cao adopted the idea, he knew that the key would be to keep the Emperor in a faux place of power. The people needed a symbol and what better symbol than one blessed by the heavens? Cao Cao was content to rule from the shadows. It was where he did his best work.

Alas, this carefully laid plan would not last forever. Cao Cao looked to his sons Cao Pi and Cao Zhi. They stood closest to the dias opposite of each other. Zhi occasionally shot hateful glances Pi's way, while Pi seemed content to pretend he didn't exist. The inheritors of his will…how different they were in personality. Cao Zhi would be more likely to carry on Cao Cao's scheme of keeping the Emperor as a puppet, but if he was being brutally honest, he knew his son would somehow manage to fuck it all up within months. While Cao Zhi was a bright man and full of potential, that potential was hardly ever realized because he was a lazy narcissist. He believed that he was so great that he didn't have to put in any effort. Every goal he strove for would end up half completed before being forgotten while Zhi moved on to the next thing to catch his interest. The only thing he seemed to put consistent effort into was undermining his brothers or as he would call them "obstacles". Oddly enough the biggest obstacle he had in his way wasn't his brothers, but himself.

Pi on the other hand was extremely focused on whatever task he set his mind to; so much so that he forgot to develop a personality along the way. While their allies respected him, they did not like him. If Cao ever stepped down and named Pi as his successor, he feared many of their generals would leave as well; a move that would leave Pi weakened and thus leave Wei weakened. Like Zhi, Pi's greatest enemy was himself. He needed to learn how to get along with those who would serve him. He couldn't very well expect men to lay their lives down for him if they hated his guts. Cao Cao has seen many warlords brought down by their own men who betrayed them for taels, fine silks and women. He also knew Pi did not have a penchant for planning as he did. He detested working in the shadows and preferred to make his moves out in the open. The moment Cao Cao named him successor, he was certain he would depose of the Emperor and take the title for himself. Subtly was not Pi's strong suit.

As he has so many times in the past, Cao cursed Tao Qian and his trap which stole his true successor from him. Cao Chong was exactly what he wanted in an heir; Intelligent, compassionate, cunning and handsome. With just a few words, Chong could have even this enemy eating out of the palm of his hands all the while plotting his demise. The people would love him, die for him and in turn he would protect them and make sure that they were happy. Damn that boulder that turned him into a shell of his former self and stole away Wei's greatest chance at success.

Cao pushed the bitter thoughts of his mind. No use ruminating about the past. It cannot be changed and brooding on it brought only ill. He would mold Pi and Zhi and whoever impressed him most would inherit his will.

The last of the generals entered the throne room and the doors were closed behind them. Cao Cao looked at his assembled generals. They looked well rested and happy. Good. It was easy to declare his intentions for war when they were in high spirits. Of course there weren't any immediate plans for war. They needed to replenish their forces and restock their supplies before they could set out again. It would be sometime before they marched again. His men would know peace for a least a while, something he was sure they would appreciate.

"Are you ready to start the war council my lord?" Guo Jia asked as he stepped in front of the dias and saluted.

"I am."

"Very well then. I believe the first order of business would be the fate of Zhao Yun."

Cao Cao sat up slightly in his throne at the mention of the name. Zhao Yun was a capable warrior whose strength was comparable with the likes of his dear cousin Dun and the warrior that slipped through his fingers Guan Yu. If he could get him on his side it would be a great boon for his army…plus he relished the idea of seeing the look on Liu Bei face when he had his beloved general fighting at his side. But therein lies the problem. Zhao Yun was one of Liu Bei's most trusted generals. The chances of him joining was about as good as the chances were of Guan Yu joining How that weakling Liu Bei ever managed to inspire such loyalty in his men was beyond him.

Zhao Yun was brought into the throne room. Despite all this time in captivity, he looked strong. The fire in his eyes hadn't dimmed one bit and Cao Cao was certain if he was given a spear, he would not hesitate to attempt to fight his way out of here, even if it meant death. Oh what he would give to have such a warrior on his side! Alas. He knew it was not to be. Cao Cao sank back into his chair and propped his head up onto a closed fist. This was already over before it began. There is no way this proud man would join him. Still, he would go through the motions of offering him a place in his army with the hopes that Zhao Yun would surprise him. It would be such a waste to kill such a talented warrior.

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Zhao Yun followed the guards into the throne room. He allowed his eyes to do a quick sweep of the room. It was beautifully adorned and clearly fit for an emperor, but the man that in the throne on the dias was not an emperor. He allowed his eyes to settle on Cao Cao…the man that would become his new lord. The thought still felt very foreign to him. This man was an enemy not long ago and part of him still considers him such. Could he truly serve this man? This man who usurped the son of heaven and now sits upon his throne? Would accepting death be better than bowing to someone like this?

Xiahouji's innocent face flashed in his mind serving as a reminder; his reason for continuing to fight; for continuing to live. His blade would be wielded by Cao Cao, but his heart and soul would be for her. He would quell this chaos and bring peace to the land for her. Then and only then would he allow himself to die.

He was filled with resolve as he was made to stop in front of the dias. The guards placed their hands on his shoulders and tried to push him to his knees but he wouldn't budge. They moved to hit him in the back of his legs to force him to his knees when Cao Cao raised a hand to stop them.

"Do not force him to kneel if he does not wish to. He does not serve me…yet."

The word yet wasn't said assuredly. It was asked as a question as Cao Cao peered into Yun's unblinking eyes. Would you serve me? Would you turn your back on your beloved Liu Bei? Zhao Yun found himself lowering his gaze from Cao Cao's piercing own. It felt like if he kept gazing into them for too long all his secrets would be laid bare to him. This man Cao Cao…there was something about him; Something that equally scared and intrigued him. He was not like Liu Bei. There were no false promises in his gaze, nor was there a veneer of virtue that beguiled from the darkness that hid within. Cao Cao's gaze only told him one thing; that he respected him and he wanted him to use his power for his aims, but if he chose not to, he wouldn't hesitate to kill him. Simple and to the point. After the web of deception that Zhao Yun found himself trapped within for so long, this was a welcomed change.

"Zhao Yun," Cao Cao began as he straightened himself in his chair. "My apologies for not speaking with you before now, but I had other matters to attend to. I trust you have been treated well?"

Yun did not reply. Cao Cao didn't seem to be phased by this as he continued speaking.

"There is something I find curious. I am hoping you will enlighten me. Liu Bei and his little band of mice were scurrying away before we got there. From all accounts, you and your men were in the clear, yet you alone rode right back into our forces as we occupied the town you once resided. Why?"

Yun couldn't hide his surprise at this question. Why did Cao Cao bother asking this? Why did he care? Should he answer his question?

After a few moments of internal debate, Yun locked eyes with Cao who was being surprisingly patient in waiting for his response.

"Why do you care? What does it matter?"

"Personal curiosity I suppose. There was no reason for any of you to go back. Certainly we were nipping at your heels, but you reached the bridge long before we did. All you had to do was destroy it and we would have given up pursuit. I find it curious that you turned back to face us. Tell me Zhao Yun, what was that bundle you handed off? What was so important to Liu Bei to risk your life for? What was the thing that led to your capture?"

"Lo-" he paused. He nearly called Liu Bei his lord. The word seemed so wrong now when attached to Liu Bei. Perhaps because the entire time he spent sitting in his cell, he ceased thinking of him as his lord. He no longer served him, that title no longer applied.

"Liu Bei did not send me to retrieve anything. I went on my own."

"Interesting," Cao remarked as he sat up in his chair and peered down to Zhao Yun. While Yun may have thought Cao found his words interesting it was secondary to something else; the fact that Yun dropped the title lord from Liu Bei's name. Perhaps convincing him to joining his forces wasn't quite such a far off goal as he originally thought?

"You broke ranks with your forces to retrieve something on your own yet according to reports you handed whatever you retrieved off to someone else. So whatever you went to retrieve, it wasn't for you."

Yun lowered his gaze. Cao Cao was as cunning as they said. Part of Yun did not want to reveal what he truly went back for. It would reveal the true despicable nature of his once friend and lord to their enemy. No…not his enemy anymore…not his lord or friend anymore. Yun looked back up to Cao Cao. He needed to break the final ties he still held to Liu Bei. He needed to let them go. For her and for his own sanity and honor he would let them go.

"When we fled Fancheng, Liu Bei left his wife and only son behind."

Cao Cao eyes widened for a brief moment before returning to an impassive visage. Yun wasn't sure whether the momentary shock he expressed was because he was suddenly so forth coming with information or because of the information itself.

"And you say he did not command you to retrieve them? You went on your own?"

Yun nodded his head once.

"So that bundle you handed off-"

"Was Liu Bei's son," Yun confirmed.

"And Liu Bei's wife?"

Yun frowned and lowered his head. "She-she killed herself so that she wouldn't be a burden to me; to save her son."

Cao Cao remained silent, his lips pursed tightly together. After a few moments he shook his head, got to his feet and paced the length of the dais deep in thought. He finally spoke as he continued to pace.

"Liu Bei—" the disgust Cao held for Liu Bei was palpable in the way he said his name. He spoke it as if it was a vile curse that brought him anger just to utter it.

"—So many people hold him in such high regard. A man of virtue; a man of honor, but that is not his true nature. Liu Bei is the traitor that bites the hand of the one who gave him shelter; he is a coward who flees to save his own neck at the risk of his wife and son. Yet people still call him virtuous. They still serve him faithfully."

He came to a stop and glared down to Yun. "Tell me Zhao Yun, how can you still serve such a man? How can you, a man of true honor, still serve such a person?"

"I cannot," Yun whispered as he lowered his head. His shoulders dropping resignedly and for the first time since he arrived he was not the proud warrior Zhao Yun; He was a man full of shame.

Cao let out a huff he sat back down into his chair. He propped his head upon his fist once more his eyes fixed on Yun.

"I suppose the question now is what will you do? Can you truly let such a man have his way with the land? Look at how he treats his own family? You say that you cannot serve a man such as he; tell me Zhao Yun, can you serve me? Will you help bring peace, true peace to this land? Not peace told from the lips of a lying coward that would lead us all to ruin?"

Instead of answering Cao's question, Yun asked one of his own. "If you were at war and found yourself on the losing side with morale low and no food in sight, how would you feed your men?" How would you feed yourself?"

"Insolent whelp!" growled out Yu Jin.

He would have very well attacked Zhao Yun if Cao hadn't raised a hand to stop him.

"Peace Wenze. I do not mind answering his question as long as he answers two of mine."

"Two? You take more than you give."

"Because I am in the position to do so," Cao replied with a smile.

"You should feel honored that he answers you at all whelp!" Yu Jin barked out.

"What an ass," Xiahou Yuan muttered under his breath, a sentiment shared by many others in the room who were tired of his over zealousness.

It did seem however that Jin's words did help Yun make up his mind.

"Fine, you can ask your questions so long as you answer mine."

"Your question…is it some sort of riddle?" Cao asked with an amused smile.

"Is that one of your questions?" Yun quipped.

Cao Cao let out a bark of laughter. Were you always this amusing? It seems like you were a bit more dour at Liu Bei's side.

Yun ignored the comment and answered Cao's previous question.

"There is no riddle. I just want to know what the mighty Cao Cao would do against such odds."

Cao let out an amused hmph as he sat back in his chair.

"I would attack the nearby town and steal their provisions to feed my people," Cao said without hesitation.

Yun's eyes widened. Cao spoke in such a caviler tone it shocked and disgusted him.

"You would steal from the innocent?"

"I would and I have. For my ambition I could do no less."

"To take advantage of the people in such a way—someone with your power should protect them—"

"So it would be best for my men to lose the battle? How would that ultimately help the land? I cannot protect the people if my men do not have the power to protect themselves," Cao rebutted.

"Ah ha ha, your words are so harsh. No one would believe that actually you go back to those towns that we have razed and give back what was taken," said Guo Jia.

Cao shot him an angry glare.

"Tch. You talk too much," said Cao.

"And you enjoy playing the villain way too much," Jia said with a fox-like grin.

"I don't care what others think of me. My actions speak for itself."

"Of course, but word of mouth of said deeds doesn't hurt either."

Cao waved his hand dismissively at Jia.

"The people expect a villain," Cao said as he rested his head against his fist once more. "Who am I to disappoint the people? Besides, it helps me in the long run."

"Is his words true?" Yun asked interrupting the back and forth between Cao and Jia. Cao fixed his gaze on Yun. It was odd, but Cao could have sworn he saw…hope in his eyes. How curious.

"Does it matter? What purpose does knowing serve?"

"It would help me make up my mind about you," Yun replied. "All I know…is what others have told me. I want to see with my own eyes…hear from your own lips what kind of man you are."

Cao let out a sigh as if the whole topic was a great bore to him.

"Fèngxiào is a womanizer and enjoys his drink more than he probably should, but the only lies he tells are the ones to get women to warm his bed," Cao replied with a slight shrug of his shoulders.

"That was an incredibly long and unnecessary way to say yes," Jia replied. He did not sound pleased, but he wore his signature smile all the same.

"You decide to open your mouth to tell my secrets then I shall tell yours."

"How very petty my lord. I believe your description of me fits you as well does it not? Well minus the lying part."

There were a few snickers amongst the other generals but Cao was ignoring him now. He focused his attention back to Yun.

"Truthfully razing a village or town is not a tactic I use often. It only happens in the most drawn out battles and only then if retreat is not an option. We try to ensure that our troops are properly provisioned and that our supply lines are established as soon as possible to avoid such situations. When it does happen, once the battle is done I go back to the lands I have ravaged and try to help them rebuild what I helped destroy, but that doesn't matter. It isn't something to be commended. I stole from the weak to further my aims and I wouldn't hesitate to do so again. For my ambition I could do no less. Has that satisfied your curiosity?"

"It has…" Yun replied softly.

It seems that what Xun Yu said was true, Cao Cao would and has pillaged villages for the sake of his ambition, but unlike Xun Yu, Yun wasn't sure that was a worse alternative to Liu Bei's actions. Of course what Cao Cao said was right. Even if he tried to repair the damage he caused, his initial actions could not be so easily forgotten. It was an evil…but in Yun's mind it was the lesser evil. The bodies of his weak weren't desecrated and the strong weren't tricked into doing such a profane act as eating the flesh of the murdered.

"Your questions have been answered…now you will answer mine. Tell me Zhao Yun, what did Liu Bei do?"

Yun's brows bunched together in confusion. He thought Cao's questions would have been to ask him to join.

"What do you mean?" Yun asked after a moment of hesitation.

"What was Liu Bei's answer to your question? What did he do?"

Yun's mouth dropped open in surprise for a moment before he snapped it shut. Cao Cao truly was clever.

"I…I don't know what you mean."

"You are a poor liar, Zhao Yun. You are a man of honor, are you not? We made a deal and I upheld my end. It is time to uphold yours."

Yun's eyes closed as memories of his final months with Liu Bei and the others flashed through his mind . This was a shame he wanted to keep to himself. He sighed heavily and opened his eyes though he kept them trained on the floor rather than on Cao.

"He…he desecrated the bodies of our injured to feed strong."

"Desecrated?" Lingqi wondered aloud.

Beside her Zhang Liao stiffened. Sometimes he forgot how innocent his young wife was.

"He means they killed and ate the flesh of the injured," he answered quietly.

Lingqi's response however was anything but quiet.

"What! They ate the ones who were injured?!" she exclaimed loudly. Liao couldn't blame her. It was quite a shocking thing to hear.

"Fuck," Yuan breathed out as he shook his head. This sentiment was echoed by a few other generals that voiced their own disgust at this revelation.

Cao regarded Yun in silence for a few moments as he allowed his words to register. After what seemed like a painfully long period of silence for Yun, Cao let out a single hmph in response. A proper response to the topic at hand actually came from Cao Pi who had his hands folded across his chest and head down in thought.

"So Liu Bei has become this dangerous," he muttered aloud.

"Dangerous? You can't be serious," said Cao Zhi. "He is nothing more than a rabid beast that needs to be put down. Surely someone that would use their own men in such a way cannot stand up to father's might."

Cao Pi didn't bother to spare his brother a glance as he spoke.

"Idiot."

Zhi shot him a fierce glare. "You're telling me you doubt father's power, Zǐhuán?"

"If you can't figure out what makes Liu Bei dangerous I'm not going to explain it to you. Figure it out yourself."

"Tch, you are always trying to sound so high and mighty. It's clear you don't know what you are talking about," Zhi said dismissively.

"Lord Pi is actually correct. If Liu Bei is willing to sacrifice the weak in favor of the strong, well then there is no telling what a man of such loose morals well do when backed against a corner. He has become quite the dangerous foe," Man Chong helpfully explained.

"I don't recall asking you," Zhi hissed.

"Oh? My apologies. You looked a bit lost so I thought you needed someone to explain it to you," Chong replied with a small shrug.

Xun You elbowed his gently in the side. Once Chong turned to him, You tried to subtly alert him that once again, he spoke without thinking about whom he was speaking to. This fact was of course lost on Chong who just stared at You in utter confusion.

By this point, Zhi was seething. Not only had this unkempt bird brain dared to speak to him, he made him look like a fool in the process. He was more than ready to give Chong a verbal trashing when Cao's booming voice commanded silence effectively making Zhi swallow his retort. He could only glare daggers at Chong who missed the menacing glare as he had refocused his attention back on Cao Cao.

His focus back on Yun, Cao spoke.

"What Liu Bei did…it finally allowed you to see him for the man he truly was, didn't it? Is that why you no longer call him lord?"

So he did notice. At this point Yun knew he shouldn't be surprised. Cao had already proven his cleverness several times during this conversation. He swallowed hard, forcing his saliva past the lump that had formed in his throat. Despite doing so, his throat still felt dry. This was it, the point of no return. His next words would be the final thread he had to Liu Bei being severed; the man he once called lord, the man he once called friend would truly become his enemy from this moment on. This moment filled his heart with more anguish than he imagined it would. He took a deep breath and attempted to speak with an assurance he did not feel.

"Yes. You are correct. I can no longer serve such a man."

"But can you fight against him? He is a menace to this land. I know you see that. Imagine what would happen if someone like him ruled this land. What immoral chaos would he wrought?"

"That's your third question," Yun replied with such seriousness that Cao couldn't help but bark out a laugh.

"True. It is. But our little game is done because your life now hangs in the balance. Your skill as a warrior cannot be matched by many. I cannot risk having a man of your skill join any potential enemies."

"So it is either join you or death?"

"For the sake of my ambition I could do no less. I am not unreasonable however. I do not ask you to join me without giving something in return, though somehow I doubt you to be a man interested in taels and fine silks."

"Wait, I don't remember getting anything when I joined."

The unexpected grouse came from Jia Xu. He looked rather appalled at the thought and it was hard to tell if he was being sincere or not.

"I believe the bargain offered to you was your life, considering that you almost got Lord Cao and several of our men killed," Jia replied with that ever present smile.

"Ahahaha, yes. I seemed to have forgotten that," Xu said with a guilty smile. "Never mind me."

Cao sighed. They are all certainly in a good mood. While slightly annoying it wasn't unwelcomed. High morale amongst the troops was always preferred. He noticed Yun watching the back and forth with interest. Perhaps it reminded him of the companions he left behind. Yun's face gave nothing away and it was difficult to tell which way he was going to go. Cao would hate to kill such a potentially valuable asset but he wouldn't hesitate to do so.

"You were right when you said things like taels and fine silks don't matter to me…but there is one thing I would accept."

"Oh?" Cao said as he leaned forward in his seat with interest. "And what would that be?"

"A wife," Yun replied.

"Truly?" Cao asked, not bothering to hide the surprise in his voice.

"Is it so strange? I am a man."

"True…you are, but I thought the only spear you cared about was the one you wielded on the battlefield," Cao replied with a wry smile.

The stony face Yun had showed that he didn't share in Cao's humor.

"Aw don't make that face," Cao said teasingly. "If all it takes to secure your loyalty is a wife then I will gladly supply one for you. There are several nobles with beautiful daughters that we coul—"

"No," Yun said with a shake of his head.

"No?"

"There is…a woman in particular that I want."

"Ah…and there it is," Cao said with a grin as he sat back in his seat. "I thought this was a bit too easy. Why come to me when you could easily get a woman on your own. Out with it then…who is the woman you have you eye on? I would be happy to help you so long as it isn't one that is already taken."

"There was a girl that was kidnapped by Zhang Fei—" Yun began.

As per Yuan's request, he tried to keep his mentioning of Xiahouji as ambiguous as possible. He thought it would be best for them to pretend to not have come to an agreement before the council.

'It's better if Mèngdé thinks he came up with the idea on his own,' Yuan had said. 'I will pretend like I am against the whole thing to make it seem real but don't worry, everything will go as planned.'

Yun didn't see the purpose of this deception, but there was still much he did not know about Cao Cao. If Yuan thought this was best, he would follow along with this plan.

"You can't be talking about Xiahouji!" Yuan cried out in faux shock.

"Yes…her," Yun replied awkwardly. He wasn't use to lying like this.

"You dare ask for the hand of the girl you kidnapped?!" said Yuan roared.

He was really selling this role. If Yun didn't know better, he really would have thought that he was against this whole arrangement.

"Enough Miàocái," said Cao.

Yun could hear the faint sounds of Yuan complaining under his breath from somewhere behind him.

"He does have a point," Cao continued, ignoring his cousin's grousing. "You kidnapped the dear girl now you ask to have her as your wife? Do you truly think she could be happy in the arms of her kidnapper?"

"I did not kidnap her. As I said she was kidnapped by Zhang Fei. It was by my hand that she was returned home," Yun corrected.

Cao let out a thoughtful hum and Yuan took the opportunity to jump in once more.

"Who cares if it was Zhang Fei or you? I don't want my daughter with someone that eats other people!"

Yun visibly flinched. He knew Yuan was acting, but his words cut deep.

"I did no such thing! I knew— " He let out a tired sigh. "—I knew something was wrong and I avoided eating it."

It was easy to hear the pain in Yun's voice and Yuan began to feel guilty. He needed this to look real, but he was feeling like an ass for making it seem like he opposed Yun and Xiahouji's union so fiercely.

"Enough Miàocái," said Cao. "I warned you this would happen. You had plenty of time to get Xiahouji married and you didn't. Zhao Yun would do much to make my dreams for this land a reality. If Xiahouji is needed to get him on our side then it is a bargain I am willing to make."

"Mèngdé you can't be serious—"

"You know me better than most, Miàocái. Tell me…am I serious?"

Yuan frowned, but did not answer. Cao took his silence as acceptance.

"You should take solace in the fact that she is ending up with such a man as Zhao Yun. It could have been much worse."

Yuan let out a disapproving grunt but said nothing more.

"Come now cousin. I am sure you will get to like your future son if you spent time with him. In fact, you can start doing so now. I leave him in your charge. He is to live with you until I see so fit for him to do otherwise."

"Is that an order?" Yuan asked.

"It is," Cao replied.

"Whatever you say, My Lord," Yuan said in flat tone.

'My Lord'. In all the time that Yuan has served him, he never used the term for him. Yuan was upset. Perhaps more upset than he had ever been with him before. He will do what he can to appease him later, but right now, he needed him to fall in line.

"I suppose I shouldn't have assumed you would have left me on my own."

"Don't take it personally," Cao remarked. "This treatment is not unique to you. All who were once enemies that have joined me have undergone the same treatment—"

"I can attest to that," Jia Xu interjected after a dramatic sigh.

Cao ignored him. "—Do not think of it as being watched, think of it as having someone around who will help you understand how things work within Wei."

A guard made his way to Yun and released his bonds. Yun ran his fingers over the imprint made by the rope. He was a free man…no…not completely free. He now served Cao Cao for better or for worse. Pushing the thought out of his mind he began to vigorously rub his wrist to get the blood that had been previously cut off by the rope circulating once more.

"Now Zhao Yun…all that is left is for you to swear your loyalty to me. You needn't worry about my end of the bargain. I am a man of my word and Xiahouji will be yours. Isn't that right, Miàocái?"

"Tch, just get on with it."

Cao Cao smiled down to Zhao Yun.

"You heard the man."

Yun hesitated for only a moment before dropping to one knee and saluting him. "I Zhao Yun, styled Zǐlóng swear my spear to you, Lord Cao Cao, to use as you wish."

Cao Cao smiled. This was certainly not how he thought this was going to go, but it was a pleasant and welcomed surprise. Another powerful warrior has joined his ranks and his ambition was that much closer to being realized.

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Cao Cao granted Xiahou Yuan and Zhao Yun early leave from the meeting. The two travelled side by side towards Yuan's home—Yun's new home on horseback. They were more than halfway there without a word spoken between them. It was an awkward silence born from guilt and resentment that both man held in equal measure after the audience with Cao.

"So…hey," Yuan said after clearing his throat.

Yun pulled his eyes from the surrounding scenery to look at Yuan.

"I think I might have went a bit too far back there," he said awkwardly as he scratched his chin.

While Yun certainly did resent being accused of eating human flesh, he understood why Yuan would have thought that he had. It must have been a shock to hear what Liu Bei and his people had been up to and he fought under Bei until recently.

"I've have forgotten it as should you."

"No, no. I went a bit too far. I was just trying to make Mèngdé believe that I was against the idea and I pushed too much."

"Why was that so important?" Yun asked.

"Why was what so important?"

"Making Ca—Lord Cao," he corrected, "Think that it was his idea?"

"Ah. Well… Mèngdé likes to have control over everything and quite frankly everyone. He gets…testy when things are done outside of his control."

"No one man can control everything," Yun said with a frown.

"That's true, but that's not for lack of trying on Mèngdé's part, believe me."

"Why do you serve him? You are a man of honor. I know this from the way you have treated me. Is it because he is your cousin?"

"No. I wouldn't serve him just because of a reason like that. Look I know Mèngdé seems like a bad guy and he probably is at times, but he really does want what is best for this the land."

Yun did not reply. He found Yuan's words hard to believe, but didn't want to speak openly against his new lord.

"Do you regret? Joining us I mean."

"No," Yun said without hesitation. "I swore my spear to Lord Cao and I will fight for him, but it is not he who I serve."

"Huh? Then who do you serve?" Yuan asked with furrowed brows.

"Lady Xiahouji. All I do, I do in her name."

This answer stunned Yuan into silence, a rare thing for him. He was surprised, yet pleased at the level of dedication he had for Xiahouji. Perhaps he didn't have anything to worry about after all.

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-Cao Cao and Zhang Liao-

"Lord Cao, Thank you for seeing me."

"But of course, Wényuǎn. I always make time for my men. I must admit I am curious as to why you want to speak to me."

"It is in regards to the reward you have given me for my service in the last battle."

"Are you unsatisfied with it?"

"No. It was incredibly generous."

"Then why are we speaking about it?"

Liao sighed. This was going to hurt. He and Lingqi could have really used the taels from the reward Cao Cao had granted him after his brother practically cleaned out their coffers, but he needed some sort of bargaining tool to get his brother a position within Cao Cao's court.

"I would like to return it to you in exchange for a position for my brother within your court."

Cao's face gave off a faint hint of surprise before returning to its normal impassiveness.

"I did not know you had a brother."

Liao frowned. "Yes I do." 'Unfortunately' he added mentally.

"You two are not close?"

Liao knew he had done a terrible job of hiding his dislike of his brother. After what Fan had recently done, it was hard to think pleasant thoughts of him.

"He is my brother," Liao replied.

A neutral answer. Cao wouldn't press him. Their relationship was their business. It could not have been all that bad if he was petitioning him for a job for his brother.

"I take it he is not a warrior."

"No. He is not. But he is well read and competent enough to serve within your court."

"You say serve in my court, but you do not name a position."

"The lowliest one possible," Liao grumbled. 'Where he could do the least amount of harm' he thought to himself.

"You aren't exactly promoting your brother well," Cao said with an amused grin.

"My apologies my lord. It is true what I say that he is competent, but I would not ask for special favor. A small position would do for him. As long as he could earn a wage for himself, I would be most grateful to you."

"And you are willing to give up your hard earned reward for this?"

"I am," Liao said with as straight a face as possible. He could not let Cao see the anger threatening to boil within him at the thought of what he was giving up for his idiotic brother.

"Very well. He will be a clerk. It is a low but honest position. Should he perform his task admirably, he can be promoted."

"Your generosity knows no bounds," Liao said with a salute.

"I think that title belongs to you, Wenyuan. I hope your brother can appreciate the sacrifice you make for him and I hope that he is worthy of it."

'He isn't," Liao thought bitterly. "There is…one more thing I must ask."

"Speak," Cao commanded.

"I request permission to hunt within your forests."

"Why?" Cao asked with a raised brow.

Liao coughed. This was an embarrassing conversation to have. "For…food."

"Are the markets suddenly not good enough to buy your food?"

"They are fine—it is my ability to afford them that has changed."

"Such a rueful expression you wear, Wényuǎn. There is much you are not telling me."

"That is true, My Lord."

Cao chuckled. "And I suppose you have no want to tell me?"

"Not if I can help it, My Lord. It is a pitiful and embarrassing tale."

"Yet you wish for me to grant you permission to hunt in my lands without reason? You ask much."

"I am aware."

"As onus as it is, these are my lands and I cannot simply let you hunt on it with no compensation given when I have denied the same right to others."

"I understand. There is a balance that must be maintained and I am prepared to pay a fee."

"But what could you possibly give me?" Cao asked cocking his head ever so slightly to the side. "You have already given me your reward and you admitted earlier that you haven't the taels to pay for your own food. What can you possibly offer me?"

Liao hesitated. This answer did not come easily to him. The sight of Lingqi's tear-filled eyes flashed before him. He hated seeing her cry and knowing that it was his brother that was the underlining cause of her tears made him want to rip him limb from limb.

"…Red Hare…" Liao finally said.

Cao did not hide the surprise he felt at hearing these words. In truth, this decision was for the best. They no longer had the means to feed or care for the beast. At least under Cao's care, it would be properly taken care of; however, they were both well aware that they could be giving up Red Hare for good. It was a gamble they had no choice but to take.

"Truly? You would give up such a fine beast."

"For now," Liao said. "I wish to buy him back as soon as I am able."

"Such a fine beast is worth much. It would cost much for you to buy him back from me…and that is if I do not give or sell him to someone else before you do. Think carefully Wényuǎn, are you sure you wish to part with this magnificent beast? Will your wife not be saddened by its loss?"

"We have no choice, My Lord."

"Oh what a dyspeptic look you have on your face, Wényuǎn! What trouble you and Lingqi have found yourself in I do not know, but it pains me. Have at my lands. I will hold your steed for you as long as I can. Do your best to come up with payment so he can return back to his proper home."

"Again, My Lord, your generosity knows no bounds."

"Be well, Wényuǎn. I hope your fortune brings brighter tomorrows."

Liao saluted Cao Cao once more and excused himself from his presence with thoughts of all they had just lost fresh in his mind.

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-Shi Huan and Cao Hua-

"Master Shi Huan, you came!"

Before Huan could reply Cao Hua ran to him and threw her hands around his neck. The force of her suddenly knocking into him nearly knocked him off his feet and he only just barely managed to stay upright.

"L-Lady Hua, please!" Huan said as he tried to pry her arms from around him. The task was surprisingly difficult. Despite her small stature she was surprisingly strong. Finally successfully prying her arms from around her neck Huan put some distance between them.

"I'm sorry. I was just so happy to see you. It has been so long since you came to visit me."

"I'm sorry, My Lady, but I have been…busy. Still, giving a guard the message that you wanted to meet me here was dangerous."

"I had to. I knew you would be here for the war council and it was the only time I would get to see you. But don't worry," Hua said with a smile. "I asked my handmaiden to deliver a message to a servant to deliver the message to the guard. That way no one would know it was from me."

It was true the message was rather vague. It did not specifically mention Hua by name. The message just told him where to meet, not with whom. If Huan had to be honest, it was a rather clever way of getting the message to him. Still he was wary. Including so many people in her misdirection just added to the number of people that could discover their secret meeting. While they weren't doing anything wrong, the idea of a lowly spy meeting with his Lord's daughter, whom was a potential wife to the emperor, was a crime punishable by death.

Huan's eyes scanned the area to ensure that they were alone. He felt uncomfortable being out in the open like this. He had never been in this part of the palace and it seemed as if this area did not get many people passing through. He had to admit, she chose a good place to meet.

"This was dangerous Lady Hua. Meeting you like this—"

"You don't want to see me?" She asked innocently.

"It's not that—"

"Then there is no problem!" She said with a smile.

Huan sighed. Of course she wouldn't understand. How could she? Being the daughter of Cao Cao, the word 'No' would rarely be told to her. If there was something she wanted, she got it. There was no such thing as consequences.

"Don't sigh. I called you here to celebrate the good news!"

"And what news is that?" Huan asked.

"The Emperor has selected Jie as his wife!"

"Is that so? I suppose we will be getting an official announcement from Lord Cao soon."

"Yes!" she exclaimed happily. "Your advice worked!"

"I am very happy for you," Huan replied with a warm smile.

"He never even called for me when he was trying to select which of us he would marry. It was like I didn't exist!"

"That was the plan," Huan said with a chuckle.

"I just wanted to thank you for your help."

"You didn't have to—"

"I want to," she interrupted. "I don't know what I would have done if I would have been picked.

"Most women would love to be the wife of an Emperor," Huan said with a crooked smile.

"Not me. I don't care about stuff like that. I would rather be with someone I like," she replied as she gave Huan a bashful look.

Huan swallowed hard and scanned the hall once more.

"I think it is time I leave."

"Already?" Hua said with a pout.

"I'm afraid so," Huan replied. "Don't want to push our luck."

"When will I see you again?"

Huan hesitated. He should have stopped it then and there. He should have told her that it would be best if they did not see each other any longer, but he found it difficult to do so.

"The dove trees in the garden, I will place a rock by the base of one the one that sits alone. Place a message for me there if you wish to see me. Before you leave the message—this is important so do not forget—take one of the fallen leaves from the dove tree and place it within your message. Make sure to have well hidden inside so it will have to be fully opened to see it."

"Why?"Hua asked as she tilted her head to the side.

"Someone opening the note hastily will open it carelessly and not notice the leaf. If I do not see the leaf within, I will know it was tampered with and I will not meet you as we have been found out. I will do the same with my notes. I will check that spot every tenth day. If I am unable to meet you, I will place a message for you in the same spot that you can find after the tenth day."

Hua smiled brightly, clearly pleased with this.

"Okay! I will."

Huan couldn't help but smile back. This was a terrible idea. He was playing with fire; a fire that would surely burn him if they were caught, but he couldn't resist heading towards it.

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-Cao Pi and Cao Chong –

"How was the war council?" Cao Chang asked his brother the moment he and Zhenji crossed the Xiahou threshold. Jun stifled a laugh at her man's behavior as she bowed to Pi. Chong had been waiting anxiously for Pi to arrive.

Pi quirked a brow.

"How rude to ask of such matters before properly greeting me brother, and you are the one who always who lectures me on manners."

"Perhaps some of your behavior has rubbed off on me," he said with a chuckle. "Greetings brother. Greetings Zhenji. Now what happened at the war council?"

"Why didn't you just ask Yuánràng or Zhuyue what occurred during the meeting? They arrived here well before I did."

"I could have, yes…but I wanted to hear it from you."

Pi sighed. "You are like a child. Zhenji, Jun, can you give us privacy."

Jun stiffened at the request. Her eyes went to Zhenji before quickly shifting away. Her feelings for Zhenji were complicated. While Zhenji had been nothing but cordial to her, Jun couldn't help but feel a bit of animosity towards her. Her life was everything hers was not. She was beautiful, from a wealthy family and worse of all, Cao Cao approved for her to marry Cao Pi. How could she not feel envy for her? It was petty, she knew it. Zhenji could not help who she was, but Jun couldn't seem to stamp down the jealousy that had burrowed its way into her heart.

"Perhaps I should stay in case My Lord Chong needs me."

"What? Don't be silly Jun. I'm fine. Go with Zhenji. It will be a good time for you two to get to know each other."

Jun wanted to argue, but she knew it was a fight she wouldn't win. Chong had been looking forward to speaking to Pi all day. Once the two of them got together, it could take hours before they were done. She looked at Zhenji who smiled warmly at her. It was such a beautiful sight and it annoyed her.

"Yes, my lord," Jun said with a bow.

She turned to left the room and Zhenji followed after her after bowing farewell to both men.

Jun made her way to the inner courtyard. She hoped to find someone else there so she wouldn't be forced to interact with Zhenji. She entered the inner courtyard to find it completely empty. She sighed heavily as he felt the presence of Zhenji just behind her. So much for not having to speak to her.

Jun made her way to a nearby bench and sat down. Zhenji followed, gracefully sitting down beside her. The very action nearly made Jun grind her teeth. Did she have to make everything she does so alluring?

"Beautiful weather, isn't it?" Zhenji asked as she cast her gaze up towards the sky.

Jun bit back an annoyed sigh that threatened to escape her. So it was to be idle conversation was it? That was fine by her. Not much thought had to go into those types of conversations which was exactly what she wanted. Because Zhenji was Pi's intended, she couldn't be outright mean to her, but she didn't have to pretend to like her either.

"Yes," Jun replied. The answer was short and to the point but Zhenji didn't seem to mind at all.

"It is so nice to be able to go out whenever you want, isn't it?"

Jun's gave Zhenji a curious look. What an odd statement. Had she ran out of things to say already? She didn't know how to respond to such a strange statement so she didn't.

"I-I'm actually glad we can speak alone like this. I wanted to speak with you, but I wasn't quite sure how to approach you."

Jun frowned. This was moving out of the realm of idle chat.

"Truth be told…I envy you," Zhenji begin.

Jun's eyes hardened as she stared at Zhenji. Was this a joke? Was she trying to mock her? What reason would she ever have to envy her, a former courtesan? Zhenji was a noble woman who came from a life of comfort and privilege whereas Jun had to make her living on her back while faking orgasms to any man that would pay. She doubted Zhenji even knew what it meant to get her hands dirty or go without a meal, but Jun knew both very well. Why would she ever envy her? The very thought made her angry. Jun was prepared to storm off when Zhenji spoke again.

"I am such a useless woman and men treat me as such. I am a useless prize to be shown off on their arm and nothing more. I can't do a thing for myself nor for anyone else. Were I to ever have a child, I wouldn't be able to care for it because I was never taught how. My whole existence was to be a man's plaything and I've played that role well, but you…despite your past you have so much more to you. You help Lord Chong so much."

Zhenji paused and gave Jun a warm smile.

"I see the way he looks at you. He loves you so much…and depends on you too. You are irreplaceable to him, but me? What can I be for Lord Pi?"

Zhenji's smile faltered and she looked down to her hands.

"I always thought that if I did what I was told…if I was beautiful enough, I would be cherished by my husband. I learned quickly that beauty isn't enough. I need more…I want more. I want Lord Pi to see me as irreplaceable as Lord Chong sees you."

Jun was shocked at Zhenji's words. The desire to flee was long gone and she found herself rooted in place. There was sincerity in Zhenji's words; sincerity and pain. She thought Jun was the better woman knowing of her past? That couldn't be right. No noble woman ever looked at her with anything other than contempt. She was after all the woman their husbands would go to when they felt bored of them. To hear that one of them was envious. It seemed impossible.

"How did you find out of my past? Lord Pi told you?" Jun asked.

"No. It was Lord Cao. He said Lord Chong had a tantrum and ran away because he wouldn't let him marry a—"

Zhenji paused, not wanting to say the word.

"Whore?" Jun supplied with an exasperated sigh. It seems that no matter what she does she will never be anything but that in Cao Cao's eyes.

"Yes," Zhenji said. "A distasteful word."

"I am surprised you feel that way. Most noble women would agree that I am nothing more than a whore that is trying to be a noble."

"So they would. I cannot same I am of a like mind. I suppose being called it on a regular basis made me despise the word."

"Who called you that?" Jun asked.

She covered her mouth quickly after realizing that her curiosity got the better of her. Despite being amongst nobles for a few years, there were intricacies of the noble lifestyle she has yet to acclimate to; such as knowing when and when not to pry. Zhenji didn't seem to mind however.

"Yuan Xi. He tormented me for the entire duration of our marriage. My beauty was more of a curse than it was a boon. He hated me for it…possibly because he himself was a hideous little toad, but he taught me a valuable lesson. One needs more than beauty in life. I need more."

"So what do you plan on doing?"

Startled, both women looked towards the new voice to see Zhuyue approaching them.

"Zhuyue! You were listening in" Jun said in surprise. She clamped her hand over her mouth once more. She really must learn to stop speaking first and thinking later. She stood up quickly and bowed to Zhuyue.

"This is my house, of course I was listening in," Zhuyue replied with her lip quirked up to the side in a smirk.

Zhenji stood as well and offered her own graceful bow.

"It is good to see you again, Lady Zhuyue."

"I am not big on formalities Zhenji. You don't need to refer to me as Lady."

"I-I will try. It is a bit hard to break what I have been taught for so many years."

"Well as long as you put in the effort," Zhuyue said with a shrug.

"I am actually glad to see you, Lady Zhuyue. I had something to ask you. You support your husband by fighting for him on the battlefield. I wish to do the same for my Lord Pi. I wish to help him in any way that I can. Can you help me?"

"No."

"N-no?" Zhenji stammered in surprise.

"You didn't even take a moment to think about it, Zhuyue," Jun murmured.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but you look…dainty. Have you ever held a weapon before?"

"Well…no, but I have been learning how to defend myself—"

"Defending yourself against some grabby noble is not the same as fighting for your life in battle," Zhuyue said cutting Zhenji off.

"The time it would take for you to actually learn how to wield a weapon let alone fight adequately enough to make it worth taking you into battle…yeah not worth my time."

"I see," Zhenji replied with downcast eyes.

"But perhaps fighting with a traditional weapon is not what you need."

"What do you mean?" Zhenji asked as she looked up to Zhuyue once more.

Zhuyue sighed.

"Zǐhuán will be furious if he found out I sent you to him, but he is the only person I can think of that can help you."

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-Cao Chong and Cao Pi –

"So father has made his move," Chong said as he rapped his fingers on the arm of his chair.

"Father is not quite as wily as he would like to think he is before your eyes."

"Ha! I'm sure father would say my discerning eye is due to his influence somehow."

"Yes. He probably would," Pi shook his head. "To use his own children for such an end; I would shudder to have my daughters tied to such a useless man, Emperor or not. Though I suppose our 'dear' sisters have little use elsewhere. Now he can openly rule on the Emperor's behalf as his honored father."

Pi tsked before continuing. "Could have done the same by just disposing of the fool,"

"Yes, but this way the people still have their symbol. Though you don't believe it, the people see the Emperor as the true son of heaven."

"I pity the heavens if that is their child. That buffoon is a waste of space.

Chong sighed. "He just has to make things difficult for us, doesn't he?"

Pi gave his brother a slight shrug. "I don't see how this changes anything. Just because Jie will be Empress, her power will be just as empty as Xian's is."

"I don't think it will be wise to underestimate her brother. I doubt she will be willing to give up power so easily. If she manages to sink her claws into Xian deep enough she may give us trouble when you depose him."

"Then she will be eliminated," Pi replied coldly. "Sister or not, I will not allow her to stand in my way."

"So be it," Chong whispered. It was a cruel stance to take but a necessary one. Chong truly did believe that Pi would be good for the land, in a sense even better than his father and if Jie would be an obstacle to him, the only thing to do would be to remove her. He would of course try to find a peaceful way of doing so, but Cao's children were notoriously stubborn. Peacefully removing her may not be an option.

"It is something to worry about in the future," Chong said aloud. "We have another more immediate problem."

"Zijian," Pi hissed.

"The only one of us who gets under your skin," Chong said with a grin he unsuccessfully tried to hide.

Pi was not amused by the smile on his brother's face. "Not for lack of trying on your part."

Chong rose his hands in surrender, the grin on his face spreading wider.

"I can't help it. It is so rare to see you in such a state. You are usually so composed."

"He is as an annoying fly that needs to be crushed so that he may cease his pointless buzzing."

"Zijian barks loudly, but his bite is soft. Just let him continue as he is and he will fall out of favor with father soon enough."

"You expect me to do nothing?"

"That's exactly what I want you to do. If you push Zijian he will push back. That is the only time he is focused. Left on his own, his mind wanders to other things. It has happened many times before and it will happen again."

Pi frowned. This was obviously not the path he wanted to take but it was rare that Chong was wrong. He would acquiesce to his brother's plan.

"Enough of such dour talk. We have a far more interesting and urgent issue to speak about."

"Such as?" Pi asked with his brows slightly raised, interested to see where Chong was heading with this.

"Your wedding! With Jie marrying the Emperor, your union to Zhenji will be delayed."

"So?"

"So? SO?" Chong threw his hands up in frustration. "We have to do something!"

"Why do you care so much about this?"

"Brother, the fact that you are getting married is amazing in itself. I feel that if it doesn't happen soon, something will come along and stop it from happening at all!"

"You are being dramatic. We will simply get married later."

"Have you thought of Zhenji?"

"What about her?" Pi asked in a clipped tone.

"She seems rather taken by you. I'm sure she wouldn't be happy about waiting."

"She'll wait if she has to," Pi replied. "Besides, I am not certain if I want to marry her any longer."

"What? Why?"

Pi shrugged. "She bores me," he replied.

"She…bores you?" Chong repeats in disbelief.

Chong stared at his brother, wordlessly encouraging him to continue. Pi stubbornly refused, averting his gaze until Chong cleared his throat letting him know he expected further explanation. He sighed loudly and resignedly told his brother his thoughts.

"When I first met her, there was a fierce lioness in her it was…attractive. Almost immediately after, she became this cub. Adorable, but toothless, harmless….boring. I told her to not hold back, but that is all she does. The fierce woman that attracted me doesn't seem to be there. Perhaps it was only the brush with death that brought it out; perhaps that wasn't her personality at all."

Chong frowned as he listened to his brother's explanation.

"But she is a good woman otherwise, isn't she?"

"I wouldn't know. We don't spend much time together," Pi replied.

"Maybe you should get to know her before you completely dismiss her?"

Pi said nothing. He had to admit there were glimpses of that woman he fell instantly in love with on the battlefield that surfaced every now and then, but it seemed too far and few in between. He was beginning to feel like she wasn't worth the effort.

"Don't dismiss her so readily brother. Perhaps she would surprise you."

Pi's response was to summon a servant. He was done talking.

"Retrieve Zhenji for me. I am ready to leave."

"Lady Zhuyue, Lady Zhenji and Lady Jun have left."

"What?" Both brothers said in unison.

"Where did they go?" Chong asked.

"I am not sure," the servant replied. "Lady Zhuyue simply said they will be back soon."

"Such a willful woman," Pi said with a shake of his head, but a smirk on his lips. "Zhuyue could have at least told us they were going out."

"I'm more surprised she got Jun to go with her without telling me anything," Chong remarked in wonder.

"Looks like Zhenji will have to find her own way back to the palace," said Pi as he stood.

"Wait, you are going to leave her?" Chong asked in surprise.

"I am," Pi replied. "I will see you later, brother."

With that said, Pi left the Xiahou home.

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Zhuyue, Zhenji and Jun arrived unannounced at the home of Guo Jia. Fortunately the man in question was home and they were currently waiting for him to greet them.

It wasn't long before Jia emerged. He took in the sight of the three women that had come to visit and a smile blossomed on his beautiful face.

"Well…I was rather cranky about being interrupted, but three beautiful women is so much better than one."

Zhenji wondered what he meant by that statement when a woman came from the same direction Jia had just come.

"I hope to see you again soon my lord," she said with a giggle as she bowed to Jia. She looked at the three women and gave a curt bow before hurrying off.

"How refreshing. Most women would look rather scandalized by this point," Jia said with a chuckle.

"Pfft like I don't know you by now," Zhuyue said with a dismissive wave.

Jun was well familiar with Jia's ways as well. While she never laid with him herself, many of the courtesans in the brothel she once worked had. He always seemed to get glowing reviews of his sexual prowess.

"O-our apologizes for interrupting you," Zhenji said in an awkward apology.

Jia focused on her, his smile growing wider as his eyes roamed over her lithe frame.

"Ahhh Lord Pi's wife to be. How honored I am to have you in my home. To what do I owe such an honor?"

"I'm not sure," Zhenji asked as she looked towards Zhuyue hoping she could do something to draw his penetrating gaze from her.

"She wants to be of use to Zǐhuán."

"Simply being his wife, rearing his children and supporting him when he comes home from war would do that, wouldn't it?"

"I wish to do more…He has a dream to succeed his father. I wish to help him achieve that dream."

"She wants to fight with him on the battlefield," Zhuyue added.

"It that so," Jia said as he tilted his head and looked her over once more.

"And you brought her to me because you didn't think a weapon was suitable for her?" Jia asked as he pulled his eyes off of Zhenji and focused them on Zhuyue instead.

"Yes. The time it takes for her to learn a weapon would take too long."

"Learning how to manifest and wield your chi isn't exactly a short process either dear sister," Jia remarked with a smile. "Also it isn't possible for everyone to do it."

"But you can see if she can, can't you?"

"I can," Jia said as he looked towards Zhenji again and reached a hand out to her. Zhenji instinctively flinched away from his touch eliciting a soft chuckle from him.

"I can't very well tell without touching you my dear."

Zhenji willed herself to stand still as Jia reached out to her again, his hand touching her head. He threaded his fingers through her hair for before slowly letting his hand slide down her neck. His fingers glided across her neck, gently caressing it. Zhenji could feel a moan bubbling up within her and she furiously stamped it down.

"Remember whose woman she is, brother," Zhuyue warned, cutting into the increasingly intimate moment between them.

Jia let out another soft laugh before removing his hand from Zhenji. Zhenji was blushing furiously still able to feel the touch of his fingers upon her neck. She found herself in utter disbelief that simple fingers could make her feel in such a way.

"It would be possible for you to manifest your chi, but—"

"But?"

"I don't think you should be taught how."

"B-but why?" Zhenji asked. She looked to Zhuyue for help, but Zhuyue merely shrugged. She was on her own.

"Master Guo Jia, please tell me why?" Zhenji asked again as she clasped her hands in front of her. Jia couldn't ignore the earnest look she was giving him and with a soft smile he placed a hand on top of her closed own, pushing them down till she was forced to separate them and let them hang awkwardly at her sides.

"It is because of that," he said softly. "You are a bit…meek," Jia explained.

'Meek? I am meek?' Zhenji thought. The word was distasteful to her. It annoyed her. Meek. Weak. They are so close together. Is that how people saw her? That was certainly how Yuan Xi saw her. Meek. Weak. Has she not changed at all? She thought she had gotten stronger, but here she was being called weak once more.

"One needs to be strong of will to control their chi," Jia continued, unaware of the internal turmoil Zhenji was currently going through. "Without it…they can be gobbled up by their own power," Jia punctuated the word gobbled by giving Zhenji's dainty nose a little poke that abruptly pulled her from her thoughts and made her flinch.

"I'm sorry, but I cannot help you. I doubt Lord Pi would be happy with me if I got his new wife killed."

Zhenji nodded numbly. The words meek and weak replaying in her mind in a continuous tormenting loop. She gave a bow, it lacked her normal grace, but in that moment she didn't care. She left Jia's residence in a daze, unaware if Zhuyue and Jun followed behind her.

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The carriage ride back to the Xiahou home was a mercifully quiet one. Zhenji did not want to talk about the stinging rejection she received at the hands of Guo Jia, nor did she feel like answering questions on what she would do next.

'Meek. Weak.' The words continued to tumble around in her mind. Over and over again. 'Meek. Weak. Uesless." Another self depreciation word to join the others bringing her to a new low. Had she truly not changed at all? She thought she had made some stride finally being free her tormentor, Yuan Xi, but in truth she hadn't moved an inch.

Meek. Weak. Useless.

All words he had called her during his drunken rants. He would berate her until he passed out, or bed her while cursing everything about her.

Meek. Weak. Useless.

She wasn't like that before. Before she became Lady Zhen, she was a proud woman. Aware of her beauty and confident in her charm. It was that same beauty that drew Yuan Xi to her and that same confidence that made him hate her.

They arrived at the Xiahou home only to find that Cao Pi had left without her. This revelation stung. They hadn't spent much time together before today. She was thrilled that he finally called on her. Now he has left her.

Meek. Weak. Useless.

That was probably how he saw her. After all there was truly nothing she could do for him. He told her to speak her mind. The very thought scared her. There was a time when she wouldn't need to be told such a thing, but Xi had beaten that out of her. Now she was meek…weak…useless. He probably noticed that she held back. Despite his positive reactions whenever she did speak her mind she couldn't bring herself to fully commit to it. Xi had done too good of a job of training her to remain silent.

Zhuyue offered to accompany her back to the palace. She declined her offer. She needed to be alone. She needed to think. Jun gave her a sympathetic hug. She wasn't sure if she liked that; liked being pitied. Still she liked Jun so she accepted the hug graciously and tried to hide the sorrow she felt deep inside from showing.

The return carriage ride to the palace was a lonely one. Her mind continued to berate her as the horses pulled her along towards the palace. She didn't expect to see Pi when she arrived and honestly she felt that was for the best. She did not want him to see her as she currently was. This was no way to live. She was a shell of her former self. Was this what she intended when she accepted Pi's offer? To just fall into the same role she was with Xi? Pi didn't seem interested in having a doll for a wife and honestly she wasn't interested in being one. Could she change? Was it too late?

Meek.

No.

Weak.

No!

Useless.

"No," muttered softly. "I don't want to be."

It stopped. The incessant loop finally silenced leaving her thoughts clear. She did not want to be meek, weak or useless. She would rather die. She squeezed her eyes closed. Yes. She would rather die than go back to being that weak pathetic thing Yuan Xi had turned her into. Zhenji took a deep breath. She had to change. For herself…for Pi. She would change.

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Zhang He, Ju Shou and Tian Feng's caretaker stood in front of the wooden marker that marked where he lay. It was a paupers grave. No marker etched in stone, no burial in a family tomb, no artifacts buried with him to comfort his wayward soul and only three people to mourn his passing. Silence hung around the three only broken by the soft sobs coming from Feng's caretaker.

Zhang He cast he gaze upon Feng's caretaker—Ai—as she dabbed at her swollen eyes. Feng would have hated knowing she was crying over him. He would have yelled at her to cease her blubbering or some other ornery comment. He seemed cranky, but in truth he didn't like people worrying over him. He felt as if they had better things to do than to worry over an old man. Jùnyì smiled bitterly. Always putting up a front as a cantankerous old man; he deserved more than this. He deserved to be buried amongst his ancestors.

Still sobbing, Ai leaned into Shou for comfort. Shou stiffened at the sudden contact but after a beat he put a comforting arm around her. Jùnyì thought this was a good thing. Shou was taking Feng's lost rather hard and they could comfort each other.

Jùnyì heard the sound of an approaching horse and turned his head towards it. He was surprised to see Zhenji as its rider. She steered the horse to where he and Shou had theirs tied up and dismounted. She quickly tied it up and hurried to his side as best she could in her restricting robes.

"Jùnyì?" she said breathlessly.

Jùnyì snapped out of his surprise and reached out to her before thinking better of it and lowering his hand.

"My butterfly, what are you doing all the way out here?"

"I—I wanted to speak with you so I tried to find you, but I was told a friend of yours had passed and you were tending to his burial."

Jùnyì peered behind her before returning his gaze to her, his lips dropping into a frown. "But to come so far from the city on…You came on your own? Does Lord Pi not assign bodyguards for you?

"He does," she replied as she avoided his gaze. "I just thought it would be best to come on my own."

"That was very dangerous, my butterfly. Should a bandit come across you—"

"I know…it was foolish. I just wanted to see you without someone looking over my shoulder."

Jùnyì's frowned reminded, but his tone softened when he spoke. "I am glad to see you butterfly. It must be freeing to not be such constant supervision."

"Yes," she said softly as she looked from Jùnyì to the wooden plank they used as a marker and read the inscription they carved onto it.

Her freedom wasn't because Cao Pi was more trusting than Yuan Xi, it was because he seemed to have forgotten she was even there. It had been quite some time since she last seen or heard from him. The thought brought a numbing pain to her heart, but she ignored it. It would change once she changed and that change was coming soon.

"Master Tian Feng?" she said after reading the inscription. "I did not know he was here—"

"Not many do," Jùnyì replied quickly. Like myself and Ju Shou he fled from the Yuan's, but he unlike us, he refused to serve Lord Cao. He lived here in secret."

"I see," Zhenji said before pressing her lips together. "I wanted to provide support to you when I heard one of your friends had passed on. That is why I came."

Jùnyì gave her a sad smile and lightly stroked her cheek before returning his eyes to the grave marker.

"A beautiful gesture my butterfly. I thank you for your support."

"Lady Zhen," Ju Shou called out as he walked over to the pair with Ai at his side. "It is good to see you again, though I wish our reunion was during a more pleasant occasion."

"As do I, Master Shou," Zhenji said with a bow.

"This is Ai, Yuanhao's caretaker…when he was…" he trailed off and looked sadly down to the ground. He didn't need to finish. Zhenji knew what he wanted to say.

"I am pleased to meet you. I am sorry for you loss."

Ai nodded sadly as she tried to muffle her sobs.

The four of them stood in silence. Zhenji grasped at her arms to stave off a sudden cold breeze that blew past them.

"Tell me, my butterfly…why did you want to speak to me?" Jùnyì whispered breaking the silence as he turned his head to look at her.

Zhenji bit her lower lip uncertainly before shaking her head. "It wasn't important."

"Are you certain?" Jùnyì asked as he studied Zhenji who turned her head to avoid his penetrating gaze.

"I am," she said with a certainty that made Jùnyì drop the issue.

She wanted to ask Zhang He if he could teach her how to manipulate her Chi since Guo Jia had turned her down, but in that moment, she changed her mind or the more accurate reason would be that she knew Jùnyì wouldn't teach her what she truly wanted to know. Jùnyì was a good man, but he coddled her. Even when he taught herself defense, he never taught her anything beyond the basics because he was afraid of getting hurt. If she asked him for help with controlling her chi, she knew he wouldn't train her the way she needed to be trained and that was only if he agreed to train her at all. She had to get Jia to train her. She set her jaw and her mind. He would train her, one way or the other.

"Such a scary face you are making, my butterfly," Jùnyì said with worry lacing his tone. "I know something is wrong, please tell me what it is."

Zhenji gave Jùnyì a small but sad smile. "I was just mourning the loss of Master Feng. I did not know him personally, but I had seen him before. It is sad that he is buried out here all alone without his family."

"It is," Jùnyì confirmed with a frown. "I wish we could have done more for him, but to suddenly take a trip to bury him amongst his ancestors would raise too many questions."

Zhenji nodded in understanding. "It is not much, but shall I play a tune for him? Perhaps it will bring some comfort to his soul."

"I think he would like that," Shou answered in place of Jùnyì.

"H-he wouldn't say he liked it," Ai said in between stifled sobs. "He would s-say he doesn't want to hear that racket."

Jùnyì let out a soft laugh. "Indeed he would. He would grouse all the while listening with hidden appreciation."

Shou joined in on his laughter. "Indeed he would."

Ai nodded in agreement as she dabbed at her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips.

Zhenji went to her horse and retrieved her flute. She rarely went anywhere without it. She rejoined the group and raised it to her lips and spoke softly.

"Then I shall play a requiem for the departed," she said.

And play she did, a mesmerizing song honoring the life and memory of the man once known as Tian Feng styled Yuanhao.

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The Xiahou brothers Dun and Yuan were led to the antechamber of a room many in the army have never laid eyes on; Cao Cao's private sanctuary. The place he escaped to when he wanted privacy and a place to unwind. The servant that had led them to the antechamber bowed at its door and left. He knew he was not allowed to go any further. Dun and Yuan proceeded into a place they had been many times before, but hadn't crossed the threshold of for over two years. Cao Cao was waiting inside. A go board was set up and a few jugs of wine were on display. Just like old times, but these weren't old times.

"Welcome, Yuánràng, Miàocái," he greeted warmly.

Neither brother moved past the entrance.

"Why did you call us here?" Dun asked.

Cao frowned. "Have we grown so distant that you treat my summons so harshly?"

Dun and Yuan looked to each other before fully entering the room. The atmosphere was still a tense one.

"It has been a long time since we three have gathered here," Cao said as he motioned to the cushion across from his own on the opposite side of the Go board.

Dun took the offered seat, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, but he made no motion to play.

Yuan took a seat as well next to the jugs of wine, the spot he would normally inhabit while Dun and Cao played their game.

"I haven't come into this room since we all last gathered together," Cao said as he looked around the room with a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

He could almost hear the barks of laughter from Yuan, see the look of concentration on the face of Dun as he planned his next move. He smiled at the memory before taking a look at what was truly around him. A sour faced Dun and the equally unsmiling face of Yuan.

"We have drifted apart quite a bit. I must admit that much of that is my doing. I have sacrificed much for my ambition and will continue to do so."

Neither brother said a word. Cao sighed and stood. He took one of the jugs of wine and filled up a cup. He drained its contents in one gulp and filled the cup once more. He set the jug down and returned to his seat.

"You both hate me…I do not begrudge you of this. You two swore your loyalty to me and I abused it, taking that which you sought to protect from you for my own means and to be honest, if I could gain something from marrying your sons off, I wouldn't hesitate to do so for my ambition is worth every sacrifice."

Dun's eye narrowed. "Exactly what was the point of calling us here, Mèngdé?"

"I suppose to see if our relationship can be saved. I will not apologize for what I have done, but I hope you understand it. I do not ask from either of you anything I would not give myself.

"This is a shitty apology," Yuan muttered.

"That's because this is not an apology or have you not been paying attention?" Cao replied.

"Then what is this?" Dun asked.

"An attempt to come to an understanding," Cao answered. "As I said before I make no apologies for my actions. It would dishonor those who have died for the sake of my ambition. I can only keep moving forward to make my dream a reality. The dream they have sacrificed themselves for. That said, I do not want to ignore the sacrifices of those who serve under me still."

Yuan and Dun remained silent so Cao continued.

"You both know of Jiyin and Chenliu, correct?"

"Yeah. What about 'em?" Dun asked as he folded his arms across his chest.

"Those territories are in need of an administrator and I would like to appoint the two of you."

"Wait…both of us?" Yuan asked in surprise.

"Yes. Since they are both so close together, you should be able to watch over both territories while residing in either Jinyin or Chenliu. I would suggest that one of you actually live in Jinyin and the other live in Chenliu, but I know better than to think that you two will let me split you up. "

"Damn right," Yuan agreed huffily. "There's no way we will separate; besides, brother is better at that administrator stuff. If you gave one to me I would probably mess it up."

Yuan noticed Dun glaring at him in the corner of his eye and he quickly amended his statement. "Uh I mean if we were to accept this role…right?" he asked turning to his brother fully with a lost look that just begged to be rescued.

Dun sighed. Yuan was terrible at bluffing. How he ever managed to bluff through that War Council with Zhao Yun is beyond him. The truth that Cao was not aware of was that neither of them was truly mad at him. While he did have their backs against the wall with the forced marriages, both of their daughters were able to be paired off to men they actually wanted to be married to. It could have been much worse. They also knew that what he did was very much in line with his personality. Their cousin could be ruthless in pursuit of his goals. He has been that way since he was a child. They joined him knowing that one day that they would be victims of that viciousness. Considering what happened to most of the people that get in the way of Cao's goals, they got off easy. Still, it didn't hurt to make Cao think they were mad. He had to be reminded once in awhile that his actions had consequences and that while they understood his behavior, there was a line that could be crossed and understanding alone wouldn't be enough to condone his actions.

"I suppose if our Lord requests it, we can't refuse," Dun replied with a nonchalant shrug.

Cao sighed. "Contrary to the end aren't you, Yuánràng?"

"You give us more work instead of apology and we are supposed to fall to our knees in thanks?"

"It is more work, yes, but with more work comes other benefits. You will never have want for taels. Both Jiyin and Chenliu are quite prosperous with a number of nobles residing in both places. It will be yours to rule as you see fit. I will not interfere. I only require of course a stipend."

"Nobles. My favorite people to deal with," Dun grumbled.

"To deal with as you want," Cao corrected. "Though I would suggest you aren't your normal brash self as they are a main source of your income. Which leads me to a suggestion; I believe you should take one of my advisors with you."

"So we are getting someone to watch over us now?"

"You are getting someone to help you deal with the nobles you so loathe."

"You are kinda terrible with people in general, brother."

Dun just glared at his brother, but he did not deny his claim.

"The advisor will just be there to assist you. I have no need to have someone watch over you. I trust both of you implicitly. To prove my point you can pick whomever you want."

"Fine. Cangshu can be our advisor."

Cao frowned. "You know that would be impossible."

"What's so impossible about it?" Dun asked with a shrug. "He's smart enough for the job."

"His intelligence isn't the issue. You know very well how he would be looked at by them."

"But—"

"This is not up for discussion," Cao said cutting whatever rebuttal Yuan had ready. His tone told both brothers he would broker no further argument about this topic.

"Fine. Then it should be Fèngxiào," said Dun.

Cao let out an exasperated sigh. "You pick my lead advisor? Really?"

"You have a complaint about this choice as well? Did you not say we could pick anyone?"

"You did say that," Yuan chimed in.

"Yes. I did say pick anyone…meaning anyone except my crippled son and my lead advisor."

"Yet you did not say that," Dun reminded him.

"Why not Wénhé?"

"Because brother would probably wind up killing him before long," Yuan said with a boisterous laugh.

Dun merely gestured to Yuan as if confirming his statement.

"Then why not Bóníng—"

"Because I am pretty sure he is worse at dealing with nobles than I am," Dun replied.

"Gōngdá?"

"How about we just forget this entire thing?"

Cao frowned. In his mind his cousins were being unnecessarily difficult. He could see that they refused to budge on this issue and it honestly wasn't worth arguing the issue."

"Fine. I will make this concession for you. If Fèngxiào agrees to it, then he shall become your advisor."

Dun gave Cao a satisfied nod. It was rare that he ever made any concessions. His actions must have truly been weighing on his conscious.

"You will need new homes built as well…fit for the new administrators. I will cover the cost of such an endeavor."

This was good. Dun was already thinking about expanding their home with the new additions he had taken on. He knew Yuan felt the same way.

"Both of you had taken on new additions and could use the space," Cao said as he spoke Dun and Yuan's thoughts aloud.

"Speaking of new additions," Cao focused his gaze on Dun. "You have taken my son and his…woman."

"I suppose you aren't pleased about that."

"On the contrary I wish to thank you for doing so. I think it is better this way."

"Better huh? So out of sight out of mind?"

"You make me sound like a terrible person."

"I make you sound like a terrible person? You sure it isn't the fact that you forbade him from marrying Jun or telling him you wish he died because being unable to walk no longer makes him a man that makes you a terrible person?"

"Damn, Mèngdé. You said all that?" Yuan asked as he took one of the wine jugs in hand. He tipped it to his lips and drank hungrily. Cao always had the best wine. Having his fill he set the jug down and wiped his lips with the back of his hand before letting out a boisterous burp.

"I'm sure some of that is embellished," Cao muttered.

"Cangshu certainly didn't think so."

"Regardless of what is going on between us, he is still my son and I will not allow you to absorb the burden of caring for him."

"Not really a burden," Dun said with a shrug. "We have an arrangement that works out for both of us."

While Cao was curious of this arrangement, he did not question it.

"He is still my responsibility. You cannot dissuade me cousin."

"Cangshu isn't going to be thrilled about this."

"Then don't tell him. In fact that is for the best. He needs not know about our arrangement."

"You are a confusing guy, Mèngdé. You seem to like making things more difficult than it needs to be," Yuan piped up from his spot near the wine jugs.

Cao regarded him in silence. He had a point. He was never a man that was straightforward with his feelings. It was a flaw he wasn't interested in changing as it had served him well in other regards throughout the years.

"One wine jug empty already, Miàocái? Excuse me if I do not pay heed to your drunken wisdom."

"Drunk? I'm not drunk," Yuan said with a goofy smile. He may claim to not be drunk, but the rosy cheeks and glassy eyes said differently.

"Great, now I am going to have to drag his ass home," Dun groused.

"Not just yet, cousin. It has been quite some time since we sparred in Go," Cao said as he gestured to the board in front of him. "I would be remised if I let you go without getting at least one game in."

Dun looked at the board before shifting his eye to his brother. His laryngeal prominence bobbing with each gulp of wine. Dun wasn't looking forward to the trip home and playing a few rounds of Go could delay the inevitable just a bit. Dun looked back to the board then to Cao.

"Don't think this game is going to go the way it always had. I've been practicing."

Cao smiled. "I look forward to seeing what you are made of. We play today and in two months time, we will travel to Jiyin and Chenliu to look at what will become your home."

"We?"

"I have business to attend to there so I will be joining you."

"That so," Dun said as he picked up a stone. He was certain Cao had yet another ploy in play, but he had no idea what it could be. Dealing with him was a constant game of Go and he was always several moves ahead. But Dun refused to be left behind He wouldn't allow Cao to blindside them again. Dun set his stone down with a loud clank. Game on.

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Guo Jia was woken up by the soft melody of a flute. At first he believed it to be a dream. He lay in bed with his eyes closed listening to the beautiful music for a while before realizing that the beautiful melody was not simply a manifestation of a peaceful slumber. His eyes fluttered open and looked towards the window where the music had been carried to him by the wind.

Jia rose out of his bed and glided towards the window in an attempt to find the virtuoso that enchanted him so. Unfortunately he could not see the musician, but he could tell that it was coming from within his garden.

Jia quickly donned a robe, hastily tied it and hurried outside. When he arrived, he could honestly say he was not prepared for the view that awaited him. Sitting in a corner of his garden upon a large flat rock he often liked to lounge upon was Zhenji; yet it wasn't the Zhenji he remembered from a few weeks ago. Gone were the noble woman's robes made of fine silks and bright colors; Zhenji was draped in an ensemble that accentuated every one of her ample curves; at least the cloth that was covering was. Her daring look had her exposing enough skin to be considered scandalous of a noble woman, from the generous cleavage she had exposed to her completely uncovered right leg that had naught but a roses made of silk cloth preserving any modesty at her hip. Her clothing wasn't the only thing she changed. Ditching the traditional tied up bun held together by hair pins, Zhenji wore her hair in a ponytail that almost seemed playful, but did nothing to distract from her alluring look. Instead of the traditional hair pin, she seemed to have a custom made one adorning her hair which matched the roses at her hip.

"You should close your mouth my dear lest something flies in."

It was only when she spoke did he realize the music had stopped. Jia blinked a few times as if waking from a trance and allowed his tongue to flick out of his mouth into the open air. His mouth truly was open. He quickly snapped it shut amused. It wasn't often that a woman quite literally made his jaw drop.

Jia, now having regained his composure flashed Zhenji a charming smile. "You cannot blame me for my surprise. To find such a beautiful flower in my garden—"

"Are gardens not made for flowers?" Zhenji interjected.

"True, but never has such a beautiful flower graced my garden. I am almost tempted to pluck it and keep it for myself.

"Careful, Master Jia, this flower has thorns."

Jia let out a light airy chuckle. He was truly amused by this. It was almost like a totally different person was sitting before him. He could hardly believe that she was the same meek woman who stood before him asking to be trained.

"As fun as this is I must ask how exactly did you get in here?"

It was Zhenji's turn to smile. "I convinced your servants to let me in."

"Ahaha well that's alarming. That will have to be addressed later."

Zhenji felt a tinge of guilt in the trouble she had caused the servants, but she could not be daunted in her task. Not now.

"So My Lady, please enlighten me as to why you have decided to grace my presence today?"

"I wish to be trained."

So it was as he assumed. The minute he saw her he thought it might be for that reason. While it does look like she as much more confident how much of it was real and how much of it was a show for his benefit? If he decided to train her and she didn't have a strong enough will to handle it, her chi could spiral out of control and hurt herself and other.

Jia moved closer to Zhenji and hooked a slender finger under her chin. Zhenji suppressed a shudder at the cool touch of his finger as he forced her head up to meet his gaze.

"I thought that may be why you were here. I will admit there is something different about you. You have a strength about you that you did not have before. You have gone through quite the transformation since the last time I have seen you. It is quite awe inspiring…but how much of it is real and how much of it is bluster?"

Zhenji held his gaze.

"You call it a transformation, but I call it a return to what I once was. The me that you saw then was the wife Yuan Xi wanted. It was never who I was."

Jia was surprise she hadn't made a move to pull away from his hold. He decided to push a little more to see exactly how much she could take.

"I see. I would be willing to train you, but my services don't come for free."

"I have nothing of value right now, but I promise that I will repa—"

"I have no need taels. I have more than enough. Jia released his hold on her chin and leaned down to get closer to her until his cheek was almost brushing against hers. He whispered in her ear, his breath tickling the outer shell as he spoke.

"I have another form of payment in mind."

Zhenji moved her face away from Jia and frowned up at him.

"No," she said firmly. "My body and everything that I am is for Lord Pi and Lord Pi only."

Jia chuckled as he strengthened himself up. "Well then. I have no real incentive to help you do I?"

"Is it wise to turn away a request of aid from the woman who will be the wife of your next leader?"

"Ohohoho! A bold statement, but him being leader is not guaranteed."

Zhenji's eyes narrowed. "He will be the next leader. His greatness cannot be denied. Lord Cao will see it. I may not have power now, but I will and it would be in your best interest to be on my good side when I do."

A delighted smile spread across Jia's face. "What a fiery woman Lord Pi has on his hands. I foresee that training you will be a very entertaining."

Zhenji stood from the rock with a smile. "I look forward to it."

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It has been weeks since Cao Pi had last seen Zhenji. In the beginning, it didn't bother him, however Chong's words constantly kept niggling at the back of his mind.

"Maybe you should get to know her before you completely dismiss her?"

He was fine with dismissing those words, but as days passed, they stubbornly stayed with him. He truly hadn't put any effort into getting to know her. He found himself thoroughly disappointed with her after they arrived at Xuchang, she seemed to turn into a typical noble woman. Beautiful, obedient and boring. The woman he fell in love with at first sight seemed to have disappeared so quickly it made Pi wonder if he had imagined her. She was no longer of interest to him at that point, but now he contemplated whether he truly should have given their budding relationship more time. Perhaps if he put some effort in, he could get that woman he met on the battlefield to come out again.

Pi went to her room to find out that not only was she not there; she hadn't taken any guards with her. Apparently this had been the norm for several weeks now. This peaked his interest. This behavior was not typical of a noble woman. Perhaps some of the woman he had fell in love with was around after all.

Pi set off to recover his missing bride-to-be. Unfortunately, her secretive nature made finding any clues as to where she may have gone a difficult task. The only clue he had was that she spent a lot of time in the garden. This was a flimsy clue at best, but it was the only one he had. Pi went to the palace garden, uncertain of where to start in the sprawling area. He had no idea which part of the garden she spent time in and neither did her attendants. She apparently enjoyed solitude. A woman after his own heart it seems.

Wandering around the garden, Pi felt his annoyance rising. The chase was quickly becoming frustrating, especially with no leads as to where he should begin his search. He was just about to give up his search in favor of approaching it in another way when he stumbled across a most curious sight. The youngest of the trio of sisters hastily made her way over to one of the lone dove trees in the garden. After looking about to ensure she wasn't being watched, she knelt down before the tree. With her back to him, Pi couldn't see what she was doing, but from the movement of her arms, it was clear she was doing something. After a few moments, she stood and dusted the front of her robes off. She looked around once more before hurrying off.

"A day of mysteries," Pi muttered as he waited to ensure that she was gone before heading over to the dove tree himself. At first glance, he saw nothing out of the ordinary except a rock at the base of the tree which looked a bit out of place. Curious; He would not have noticed it had he not seen Hua kneel before it, but now that he had, he felt compelled to look under it.

Pi lifted the rock and found a scrap of bamboo paper folded with a silk ribbon tied around it. Pi carefully undid the ribbon, memorizing how it was tied so he could replace it later and freed the folded paper from its confines. He lifted the paper leaving the ribbon in its spot and opened the note, not noticing the dove leaf that slipped out of it; it floated gently through the air being carried upon the breeze until it came to a rest amongst its fallen brethren on the ground.

Pi cocked his head in confusion as he read the note. It was a succinct message that bore no name of its sender or its recipient. Its only contents were a day, time and the words 'same spot'. Curious. Pi replaced the note, carefully tying the ribbon back just as he remembered and placed it back in its hiding place under the rock. He may not know who its recipient was, but he would find out.