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Ru Ying Sui Xing– Chapter 6 – Love Letter

I took Liang's hat and hid it under my mattress. I didn't want father to see it. Sighing and wishing I could talk to Liang, I laid on my bed, thinking about our little moment in the Peach Garden.

Then Dai Xian came in. "My lady?" she asked. "I have a message from Lord Zhuge Liang to you..."

Zhuge Liang? Than name made me sigh relief and relax.

She handed me an envelope. I looked over at her and turned the envelope over. It was sealed with an image of a green and had the characters "Huang Yue Ying" printed clearly on it.

As I opened the envelope, Dai Xian bowed and took a step back. Liang's letter read,

Miss Huang, when you read this, I should be back at my farm. My Lady, please understand that I have taken the stab for you this time. I figured your father is like all classic fathers around this time who wants to be rid of his daughter, and get her married. But I can see right through him, and if you were to get in trouble of any sort, he would in fact, immediately disown you.

My Lady, as I said before, I am not even close to selfish,far from egotistic, never even close towork for my own ambitionsand I do not want you to remember this as an 'I owe you' because I don't want you to be punished because of me.

Miss Huang, I really could not tell this to you in person. So please understand. When I have heard of you, I was overjoyed that knowing that someone just like me was also looking for a suitor. I asked your father, but he said to me, "I don't know if you want to meet her. She's pretty ugly." He said this word for word. But I really did not care at that point. I had to meet you, to see your personality. When I met you, I was surprised – by your looks. You were far more beautiful than what your father said. I don't understand why he said that though.

Miss Huang, your father forbids me of meeting or even seeing you again. But I know I need to see you at least once more. Please, if you want to – which I doubt – meet me tonight in the gate in the entrance of the Peach Garden.

Remember, tonight.

Zhuge Liang

I was overjoyed reading this.

That night, Father came up to check on me numerous times. He made sure I had enough to eat, read, blah blah blah.

"You sure you are okay, Yue Ying?" he asked for the one-thousandth time. "Yes, I am certain." I said, crossing two fingers behind my back.

Father smiled. "Sweet Dreams!"

He blew out the candles in my room and left. After he did, I slipped on my favorite shirt and skirt. At that time, I grabbed Liang's hat from the table and rinsed it on a bowl of water beside me. I dried it as well as I could. Then I threw it on my head and tossed a rope down from my window. It wasn't much to climb; only two stories.

But anything would be worth seeing Zhuge Liang again.

Even my own life.