Cang Lan Dao – Chapter 89

◎Entering Jiangnan◎

Current romance progress: The male lead uses Cui Heng’s alias as his chance to be bold, has already confessed using Cui Heng’s identity but without demanding a future, the female lead hasn’t yet recognized her feelings, Li Guiyu just recognized the female lead.

Plot progress: The female lead just became a Rank 5 Inspector, needs to go to Jiangnan to obtain Cui Qingping’s token, the known clue is Xie Heng’s mother’s hairpin, she needs to find this hairpin.

Days passed one by one. After more than half a month, everyone involved in the Eastern Palace case was finally dealt with.

Those sentenced to execution were imprisoned in death row to await autumn executions, those sentenced to exile were dispatched on their journey, and other convicted personnel all received their punishments and were assigned to labor.

Luo Wanqing personally escorted each prisoner to jail, to execution, and on their journey.

Afterward, she submitted all the execution reports to Xie Heng for approval before filing them away.

When she went to seal the files, she was surprised to discover that Xie Heng hadn’t touched any of the documents—he had approved everything, except for the crimes of the Eastern Palace Six Commands.

The Eastern Palace Six Commands were killed by her in self-defense when they tried to assassinate her. According to their crimes, they should have been charged with assassinating an official.

However, here Xie Heng had changed their charges to crimes they had committed before, but which lacked evidence due to Lu Lingchan’s death.

Luo Wanqing couldn’t understand Xie Heng’s reasoning for this. She only knew that if someone with ulterior motives ever investigated in the future, these case files sealed in the Supervision Department would be the best evidence of his false accusations against the Eastern Palace Six Commands.

Without sufficient evidence, he had sentenced people to death.

But she couldn’t possibly question Xie Heng about it. She could only follow protocol and seal these case files in storage.

By then, her injuries had mostly healed.

Qingya finally came to find her. He handed her a letter of appointment, explaining: “Your identity for this trip to Jiangnan has been arranged. It happens that a Supervising Censor and someone from the Personnel Ministry will be going to Jiangnan for inspection and evaluation. You and Xing Ling will accompany them as guards to protect them. Both officials are our people, so you can rest assured.”

Luo Wanqing responded: “Yes.”

“Then prepare,” Qingya arranged. “Depart tonight at the hour of the Boar, meet at the ferry.”

Luo Wanqing nodded, then asked with some surprise: “Tonight?”

“The official schedule is tomorrow, but you’d better avoid the scheduled time—it’ll be safer.”

Qingya explained, and Luo Wanqing understood his meaning.

The inspection involved multiple interests. Though they were going to inspect Jiangnan, there was no guarantee that people from Jiangnan weren’t in the Eastern Capital who might attempt assassination in advance. Being careful was prudent.

Luo Wanqing nodded in agreement, took the appointment letter and token, then went to the department to collect everything needed for the journey—weapons, medicines, daily necessities, and money.

After collecting everything and packing, she checked the time, then called Cui Heng and left the Supervision Department.

Cui Heng seemed to have received word and wasn’t puzzled, only following her and asking: “To the Zheng residence first?”

Luo Wanqing replied: “Mm.”

The first two went to the Zheng family. The Zheng household had already set up Zheng Biyue’s mourning hall, with visitors coming and going at the gate.

Luo Wanqing stood at the Zheng residence for a while, then led Cui Heng away.

Cui Heng accompanied her down the long street. Seeing her dejected mood, he shielded her from the passing crowds, walking slowly and asking: “Why did you ultimately come to see her one last time?”

“Perhaps I felt…” Luo Wanqing pondered, “she and I weren’t so different?”

“Hm?”

“I originally wanted to build a case against her, to judge her crimes one by one. That way, whatever the result, I would have felt justice was served. But she didn’t die for her crimes—she died caught up in a conspiracy. At least in the moment of her death, she wasn’t much different from the Luo family.”

Cui Heng listened quietly.

Luo Wanqing continued: “Actually, among the three of them—Zheng Pingsheng, Li Guiyu, and her—she should have had the smallest crimes, yet she was the easiest to kill. Though she was of noble birth, once I entered the Supervision Department, I discovered how easy it is to harm a young lady in her boudoir. Her family could make her live or die at will, and she didn’t even have a chance to resist.”

Luo Wanqing turned to look at Cui Heng seriously: “How did she die?”

“They say she hanged herself.”

Cui Heng spoke calmly. Luo Wanqing pressed: “Really?”

“I suspect she was strangled.”

“Who gave the order?”

“In the Zheng household,” Cui Heng smiled, “besides Zheng Pingsheng, who else could kill her like that?”

Luo Wanqing was speechless for a moment. The two stood on the street with people coming and going. After a long while, Luo Wanqing couldn’t help saying: “She was his daughter.”

“So was Zheng Jinxin,” Cui Heng reminded her. “He has many children. Zheng Biyue may have been favored, but she wasn’t unique.”

“Why kill her?”

Luo Wanqing didn’t understand. Cui Heng smiled and said only, “The day Lady Xie died, she went to the palace to play and disappeared for an hour while in the palace.”

Luo Wanqing immediately understood: “She knew the cause of Lady Xie’s death?”

Cui Heng smiled but didn’t speak, only turned around with a sweep of his wide sleeves, walking leisurely: “Come on, let me take you to see Lady Xie.”

Luo Wanqing realized Cui Heng didn’t intend to say more about this matter.

She didn’t ask further, following him quietly.

After walking just a few steps, Luo Wanqing saw Cui Heng’s hand, which had been behind his back, emerge from his sleeve and gesture “come” to her.

Luo Wanqing curiously stepped forward and placed her hand in his.

Cui Heng turned back in surprise. Luo Wanqing asked puzzledly: “What are you doing?”

Seeing her business-like tone, Cui Heng burst into laughter. He held her hand and moved it to his side, keeping his other hand behind his back as he pulled her along the long street, smiling: “Nothing.”

Luo Wanqing suddenly realized he had simply wanted to hold her hand, probably prepared to be refused, but she had thought he had some scheme and obediently put her hand in his.

Luo Wanqing felt somewhat at a loss. To withdraw her hand now would seem hurtful, so she let him hold her hand with a smile as they walked down the street.

The two left the Eastern Capital and went up the mountain.

The mountain was high with clear winds, and the bright moon accompanied them. Cui Heng pulled her ahead, pushing aside tree branches for her and leading her up the mountain path.

After walking for a long time, she could see white sand in the distance.

Pavilions and towers were built in the white sand, looking particularly striking.

“Lady Xie loved the sea in life but only went twice,” Cui Heng led her along the bluestone path laid over the white sand to Cui Muhua’s grave.

The tombstone read ‘Beloved Wife Cui Muhua’s Resting Place.’ Looking at the tombstone, Luo Wanqing asked strangely: “Lady Xie was supposedly shot and killed in the palace for rebellion, and severed relations with the Xie family before death. Isn’t the Xie family head afraid of His Majesty’s wrath for building such an elaborate tomb for her?”

“This is what she thought.” Cui Heng looked at the tombstone with a smile, saying calmly, “Before entering the palace, she even wrote a letter of divorce to Xie Xiuqi, but Xie Xiuqi wouldn’t acknowledge it. He insisted on bringing Cui Muhua back to be buried in the Xie family, even wanting to resign from office for this. Fortunately, His Majesty showed consideration for old friendship and didn’t hold it against him. Since then, he has had no heart for politics. Though he now holds the position of Grand Tutor, he rarely handles affairs, often claiming illness at home and holding an empty title.”

“Then the Xie family head…” Luo Wanqing couldn’t help saying, “Truly has deep feelings and loyalty toward Lady Xie.”

“His feelings are genuine, but he has too many concerns to consider.”

Cui Heng smiled, then took a bottle of wine from his waist, sighing: “Enough, let’s not talk about this. Let’s speak of happier things.”

With that, Cui Heng poured wine before the grave, saying with some joy: “I’ve come to see you. You always said no one would want me, but now I have someone to set up a memorial tablet for. Look.”

“Cui…”

“Cui Muhua,” Cui Heng didn’t give her a chance to speak. He looked calmly at the tombstone, calling out Lady Xie’s name: “Her name is Liu Xiniang.”

His tone was extremely solemn, as if he were introducing his wife to his parents.

Luo Wanqing didn’t know why she would have such an association, but his words weren’t wrong. She could only stand behind Cui Heng, watching him stand before the tombstone. After saying this, he fell into silent contemplation.

After standing for a long time, Cui Heng drank the last mouthful of wine from the bottle, hung the bottle at his waist, and turned around: “Let’s go. Time to return.”

Luo Wanqing followed Cui Heng down the mountain, clearly sensing his emotional change.

He had suddenly restrained his usual playful lightness, his whole being lonely and desolate. Though she followed behind him, he seemed still alone.

She didn’t know why, but she suddenly felt somewhat sad.

She couldn’t help stepping forward to walk beside him, actively reaching out to gently take his hand.

Like grasping a lonely soul wandering in the mortal world.

The moment warmth from her palm struck him, Cui Heng slowly turned back. He looked at her, his gaze holding some surprise and joy, yet still maintaining composure: “Hm?”

Luo Wanqing heard his question and looked up at him with a smile.

Her smile was clear, her eyes distinctly black and white, saying gently: “The night is too dark and cold. Walking alone, I can’t see the path.”

The young man didn’t speak. He held her actively extended hand, feeling warmth gradually seeping from her hand to his, making his whole being come alive from an icy coffin, crawling out.

He gazed into her eyes, saying nothing. After a long while, he simply pulled her hand and gently lowered his head to kiss her.

This kiss was very light, very gentle, like moonlight falling on one’s body—cool yet tender.

This time, he didn’t confine her.

He didn’t press against her like before, leaving her nowhere to retreat.

He only gently pulled her, as if afraid she would walk away, yet afraid he was being too demanding.

But sensing his gradually recovering vitality and joy, she felt her previously constricted heart slowly expand. She found herself not wanting to pull away.

The clear breeze stirred her hair. She closed her eyes and held his hand.

For a moment, she didn’t want to think about anything—not reasons, not the future, not even feelings. She only felt—

As long as Cui Heng was happy.

After visiting Lady Xie’s grave, Luo Wanqing returned down the mountain with Cui Heng. Calculating the time, she had to leave.

This time, she didn’t let Cui Heng see her off, only saying goodbye before turning to leave.

Cui Heng stood on the back mountain steps, silently watching her descend.

He had seen off many people, but only when seeing this person off did he feel a strange reluctance.

That reluctance was different from what he felt for friends and family—it carried tenderness and an urgency to meet again soon.

Luo Wanqing walked a few steps with her bundle, feeling his gaze lingering behind her. She couldn’t help turning back to see the young man standing quietly alone, his white clothes surpassing snow, his gaze calm and gentle.

The small courtyard behind him was like a tomb that devoured people, cold wind blowing from behind him, yet he had become the only warmth in this night.

Seeing Luo Wanqing turn back, Cui Heng smiled and urged her: “Go on.”

Luo Wanqing hesitated and nodded. She took steps down the mountain, walked a few paces, but finally couldn’t help calling back: “Cui Heng!”

Cui Heng looked at her puzzledly: “Hm?”

Luo Wanqing smiled brightly: “I’ll wait for you to come to Jiangnan.”

Cui Heng was stunned. Actually, these words weren’t much, but in that instant, he felt even the night wind carried warmth.

He smiled, saying gently, “Alright.”

Hearing this, Luo Wanqing didn’t linger, quickly descending the mountain. She then collected her horse from the Supervision Department and rode toward Qingyun Ferry.

When she reached the ferry, Xing Ling and Qingya were already waiting. The people they were to escort hadn’t arrived. Luo Wanqing dismounted and waited with the two for a while. Seeing Qingya wait quite patiently, she couldn’t help asking: “Azure Dragon Chief, what are the names of these two officials?”

“Oh, these two people…”

Before he could finish, an urgent and familiar cry for help came from the official road: “Help!”

At the same time, a shout also came from the water: “Save me!!”

Hearing these two cries for help, Luo Wanqing and Xing Ling split up—Luo Wanqing rushed toward the official road, Xing Ling charged toward the water.

From afar, she saw someone rushing through the night, wearing a blue plain shirt, carrying a blue traveling bag, running extremely fast with a servant.

Many assassins followed behind them. Seeing Luo Wanqing, the running young man immediately widened his eyes and roared: “Inspector Liu!!”

This voice was ear-splitting. At the same time, arrows shot swiftly from behind him. Luo Wanqing had just rushed to the front of the approaching person, quickly grabbing one arrow with one hand while pulling the person aside with the other.

The servant beside them cleverly threw himself to the side, escaping the arrows’ range. Seeing Luo Wanqing arrive, the assassins didn’t hesitate and turned to flee.

After Luo Wanqing kicked another arrow away, seeing that these people had already fled far away, she lost interest in pursuit. She turned to look at the young man she had pulled into her arms, who was gasping and showing the relief of surviving disaster, and couldn’t help saying: “Master Zhang, how have you managed to stay alive until now?”

Hearing this, Zhang Yiran’s face reddened slightly as he mumbled: “It’s all luck.”

Luo Wanqing deeply agreed. She helped him steady himself, released him, and turned around: “Let’s go.”

With that, she led Zhang Yiran and his servant back to the ferry. At the ferry, she saw Xing Ling also returning with a young man in crimson official robes, holding a bundle, completely soaked, trembling all over.

Luo Wanqing looked back at the young man and was startled.

At first glance, this person didn’t look much like Xie Heng, but his lips and jaw were somewhat similar. His eyes and nose were ordinary, but just those two similar features made this person appear handsome.

Noticing her gaze, he also looked over. Luo Wanqing quickly averted her eyes, pretending not to notice.

Qingya surveyed the group and couldn’t help asking: “How did the two officials end up in such a state? Where are the soldiers escorting you?”

“Those assassins just now,” Zhang Yiran gasped, honestly saying, “half of them were soldiers.”

Qingya was startled, then not particularly surprised, nodding: “I was inconsiderate. I should have had the two Inspectors personally escort you.”

“No need,” Zhang Yiran shook his head. “The two Inspectors’ identities are concealed. Meeting here is just right.”

“Thank you for your understanding, Master Zhang.” Qingya said, looking around, then continued, “Everyone’s here. Let me make introductions.”

Qingya raised his hand, introducing to the two officials: “These are two Inspectors from our department: Liu Xiniang and Xing Ling.”

With that, Luo Wanqing and Xing Ling bowed to the two officials.

Then Qingya turned to introduce Luo Wanqing and Xing Ling: “This is the Supervising Censor for this inspection tour, Master Zhang Yiran.”

“Pleased to meet everyone.” Zhang Yiran bowed, greeting everyone.

“This is the Personnel Ministry Secretariat assisting Master Zhang in inspection and evaluation, Master Cui Heng.” Qingya continued the introduction.

Cui Heng smiled and bowed: “Pleased to meet you both, young ladies.”

“On this Jiangnan journey, you two must protect these officials well. If there are any emergencies, you can seek help from local authorities in time, but unless necessary, don’t seek local assistance.” Qingya instructed, “They may not be friends, understand?”

“Understood.”

Luo Wanqing and Xing Ling bowed together.

Seeing this, Qingya nodded: “Good. Since everyone’s here,” he said, turning to look at the merchant ship docked at the ferry and pointing, “then let’s board the ship.”

With that word, everyone stopped delaying and bid farewell to Qingya.

They had prepared various ship tickets and travel permits along the way. After Qingya spoke, Luo Wanqing and Xing Ling bid farewell to Qingya together.

Zhang Yiran wiped his sweat, turned to bid farewell to his servant, and then the four boarded the ship together.

The ship was a merchant vessel bound for Jiangnan. Qingya had bought them two first-class cabin tickets. Originally, Luo Wanqing didn’t quite understand why Qingya had arranged two rooms instead of four, but seeing Cui Heng and Zhang Yiran clutching their bundles with the appearance of disaster survivors, she understood.

Two scholars without the strength to tie up a chicken—if they encountered top assassins and were arranged in four separate rooms, by the time she and Xing Ling arrived, they would probably have been stabbed full of holes.

With this consideration, Luo Wanqing brought the three others aboard the ship. After finding their rooms, the four gathered together. Luo Wanqing first asked about the situation: “Why were you two officials being pursued?”

“I don’t know.” Zhang Yiran shook his head, thinking: “Soldiers came to escort us at night. Master Cui and I met at the city gate. Halfway there, suddenly some soldiers started fighting, while another group desperately resisted, giving Master Cui and me a chance to escape. We split up and rushed to the ferry. Fortunately, we made it.”

“Do you two officials have any recent enemies?”

Luo Wanqing pondered. If it were people from Jiangnan, they would have come too quickly.

It was more likely that enemies using Jiangnan as a pretext for assassination.

When Luo Wanqing asked, Zhang Yiran fell silent, frowning.

Cui Heng thought carefully and said puzzledly, “I shouldn’t have any enemies.”

“What about Master Zhang?” Luo Wanqing looked at Zhang Yiran.

“Let me think,” Zhang Yiran seemed to be remembering, “there are quite a few.”

With this response, Luo Wanqing felt she probably didn’t need to ask further.

Cui Heng glanced at Zhang Yiran and inconspicuously shifted away with his bundle, hesitating: “Should we split up?”

“It’s not really…”

“No need.” Luo Wanqing interrupted Zhang Yiran, looking at Cui Heng and explaining: “Splitting up makes it easier to defeat us one by one. Staying together provides more security. Though we can’t determine who the attackers are now, this journey will certainly not be peaceful. Since you two officials have been pursued to the ferry, this water route is compromised. So we’ll have to disembark at the next stop. You two should rest briefly. When we dock at dawn, we’ll switch to the land route.”

“Good.”

“Then everyone should sleep tonight. Let’s divide the rooms.” Having made plans, Luo Wanqing took out two room keys and glanced at Cui Heng. “Two rooms total, two people per room. Who’s with me?”

Hearing this, Zhang Yiran quickly said: “Master Cui and I…”

“We’ll each guard one of you,” Luo Wanqing interrupted Zhang Yiran, lowering her eyes. “Your identities are precious—caution is best.”

Hearing this, the four looked at each other awkwardly. Seeing everyone’s discomfort, Luo Wanqing said directly: “Then shall I room with Master Cui…”

“This Inspector is very good,” Cui Heng heard her begin to speak, and seemed to suddenly remember something. He pulled Xing Ling aside, holding his wet bundle with one hand while grabbing Xing Ling’s elbow with the other, smiling ingratiatingly: “Inspector Liu, I’ll room with this… “

“Xing Ling.” Xing Ling glanced at him, realizing Cui Heng had forgotten her name.

“Right, exactly,” Cui Heng nodded earnestly. “I’ll room with Inspector Xing Ling.”

Luo Wanqing paused, her fingertips curling. Then she nodded, turning to look at Zhang Yiran seriously: “Then I’ll room with Master Zhang.”

Zhang Yiran held his bundle and nodded, somewhat stiffly saying: “Following the Inspector’s arrangements.”

“Alright.” Getting everyone’s agreement, Luo Wanqing gave the keys to Xing Ling, then turned to lead Zhang Yiran next door. “Master Zhang, let’s go.”

Zhang Yiran obediently carried his bundle and followed Luo Wanqing next door.

The first-class cabin was quite large, divided into inner and outer compartments. Luo Wanqing led Zhang Yiran inside, pointing to the bed in the inner room: “Master Zhang can take the inner room.”

“I’ll take the outer room…”

Zhang Yiran tried to decline, but before finishing his words, he saw Luo Wanqing remove her sword and place it on the table. Luo Wanqing said calmly, “I’ll protect you from the outer room.”

Getting this response, Zhang Yiran knew this wasn’t the time for courtesy. He gritted his teeth and nodded, bowing: “Then I trouble the Inspector.”

Seeing Zhang Yiran’s sensible manner, Luo Wanqing couldn’t help smiling. She turned to go out, calling: “I’ll be at the door. Put down your bundle and go wash up.”

“Thank you.”

Zhang Yiran nodded hesitantly. Luo Wanqing didn’t stand on ceremony with him. She went out and waited a while. After she and Zhang Yiran took turns washing up, Zhang Yiran went into the inner room, lowered the curtain, and went to sleep, separated from Luo Wanqing by the curtain.

Luo Wanqing slept on the small couch in the outer room, Zhang Yiran on the large bed in the inner room. Luo Wanqing didn’t mind, but Zhang Yiran was somewhat unaccustomed.

He lay in bed tossing and turning. Luo Wanqing couldn’t help asking: “Master Zhang?”

Zhang Yiran stiffened. Luo Wanqing asked with concern: “Are you seasick?”

“Oh, no.”

Realizing Luo Wanqing was concerned, he hurried to explain: “I’m from Yangzhou. This isn’t my first time on a boat.”

“I know.”

Luo Wanqing lay on the small couch, casually saying: “Then why aren’t you sleeping?”

“Am I disturbing the Inspector?”

Zhang Yiran was somewhat uneasy. Luo Wanqing answered honestly: “A bit.”

After training in martial arts, her hearing was much better than before. With Zhang Yiran tossing and turning like this, it was hard for her to sleep.

Zhang Yiran felt somewhat embarrassed, mumbling: “I… have never shared a room with a woman before. I’m a bit nervous.”

This instantly reminded Luo Wanqing of Cui Heng. The two were opposite.

Cui Heng slept well at her place, while Zhang Yiran couldn’t sleep at hers.

She couldn’t help laughing and comforted him: “Should I use some sleep-inducing incense for Master Zhang?”

“That’s not necessary…”

Zhang Yiran pondered, then simply started chatting with Luo Wanqing, asking: “I heard the Inspector plans to investigate a case in Jiangnan?”

Luo Wanqing didn’t speak. Though Qingya said Zhang Yiran and Cui Heng were their people, she wasn’t certain whether she could reveal her purpose to them. She only said, “Why was Master Zhang suddenly assigned to inspect Jiangnan?”

“I volunteered to His Majesty,” Zhang Yiran didn’t conceal anything, saying directly: “I heard from Chief Qingya that the Inspector wanted to investigate some old cases in Jiangnan but couldn’t let others know. I thought that if the Inspector went to Jiangnan to investigate, she would need someone who could coordinate with local authorities for documents. If using the Supervision Department’s identity, what the Inspector was doing would be obvious, but if it’s a Supervising Censor, they’d find it hard to detect. So I simply applied for this Jiangnan inspection.”

“Thank you, Master.” Hearing this, Luo Wanqing knew Zhang Yiran had actively helped her.

Zhang Yiran chuckled: “You and I are friends—why be so formal? Moreover…” Zhang Yiran continued gently: “Inspector, you’re also planning to investigate my father’s case, aren’t you?”

Luo Wanqing didn’t speak. Zhang Yiran knew she couldn’t say too much, so he continued gently: “When my father died, I was only fourteen. My sister shouldered everything. I always thought she was doing well, and I thought my father’s case was closed. Only now do I discover that the enemy hasn’t been found, and my sister is gone too. If the Inspector needs anything I can help with, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

“Your father was killed by Fengyu Pavilion.” Luo Wanqing said calmly. “It was Xiang Sizi who did it. I’ve already killed him—you don’t need to worry about it.”

Zhang Yiran was silent for a moment, then asked gently: “Why did they kill him?”

“Someone important had your father guard something important. Fengyu Pavilion wanted to take it, so they killed your father.” Luo Wanqing said, half-concealing the truth. “I’ve come this time to retrieve that thing. If you have any clues, please be sure to tell me.”

“What is that thing?”

“I don’t know.” Luo Wanqing chuckled. “Only when we see it will we know what this thing that has cost us so much effort actually is.”

The two chatted casually, one sentence at a time. Zhang Yiran relaxed and began to feel drowsy.

Luo Wanqing listened as his voice grew slower and slower. When he completely fell silent, she turned to look out the window. Listening to the flowing water, she couldn’t help wondering when Cui Heng would depart.

Would he catch up later, or… had he already come?

Once this thought arose, she couldn’t help looking toward the adjacent room.

If it really was him, how could he possibly… share a room with Xing Ling?

But it didn’t seem impossible either.

The more Luo Wanqing thought about it, the more she couldn’t sleep. She took a deep breath and simply got up and went out directly.

As soon as she stepped out, she saw Xing Ling standing at the door. Luo Wanqing glanced at the room: “Where is he?”

“Still bathing.”

Xing Ling was obviously somewhat impatient. “He’s been washing for almost half an hour.”

Luo Wanqing listened to the singing coming from inside, thought for a moment, and only said: “Help me watch Zhang Yiran first. I have something to ask Master Cui.”

Xing Ling was somewhat surprised but quickly nodded: “Alright.”

With that, the two exchanged positions, with Luo Wanqing standing guard at the door.

Luo Wanqing listened as the singing inside gradually faded, then heard a frivolous, dissolute tone: “Inspector Xing Ling? I’m done bathing, you can come in.”

Hearing this, Luo Wanqing felt inexplicably angry.

She pushed open the door and was hit by a wave of plum fragrance. Cui Heng stood by the window facing the wind, wearing only a single shirt, his hair deliberately arranged neatly—clearly he had dressed up.

Hearing Luo Wanqing push the door, he turned back with gentle, affectionate eyes, deliberately exposing half his chest with the confident air of someone who thought himself handsome: “Inspector Xing Ling…”

Before he could finish, he froze. Luo Wanqing looked at him calmly, while Cui Heng stared at Luo Wanqing in shock.

As their eyes met, Luo Wanqing calmly swept her gaze over his chest, hands, thighs… finally returning to his face.

This brazen scrutiny made Cui Heng stiffen bit by bit, but he still tried to maintain composure, pulling up his clothes and smiling nervously: “Inspector Liu visiting so late at night—what brings you here?”

“Nothing anymore.”

This couldn’t possibly be Cui Heng.

In an instant, all of Luo Wanqing’s anger dissipated. She considerately closed the door for him, then walked back to her room, patting Xing Ling’s shoulder as she stood at the door, saying with some sympathy: “If you can’t take it anymore, I’ll switch with you.”

Hearing this, Xing Ling immediately looked up: “I can’t take it for even a moment.”

Luo Wanqing paused, then encouraged: “Then still persevere, at least until tomorrow.”

Looking at this situation, Luo Wanqing also felt she couldn’t handle it.

With that, Luo Wanqing suppressed her relief and pushed open her door, blessing the clenched-fist Xing Ling: “I’m going to sleep first. If you do hit him, he is after all a Personnel Ministry Secretariat—show restraint.”

Hearing this, Xing Ling took a deep breath. The female official training ingrained in her bones made her close her eyes and comfort Luo Wanqing: “Don’t worry, I won’t hit him for now.”

Luo Wanqing couldn’t help laughing. Xing Ling glared at her: “If you keep laughing, I’ll make you go.”

Hearing this, Luo Wanqing immediately became serious: “Inspector Xing Ling, you’ve worked hard.”

“Go to sleep.”

Xing Ling helplessly entered Cui Heng’s room. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Cui Heng nervously turning back while clutching his clothes. Seeing it was Xing Ling, Cui Heng’s eyes immediately lit up. He released his grip on his clothes and eagerly approached: “Inspector Xing Ling, you don’t know—just now Inspector Liu…”

“I know.”

Xing Ling went straight to the bed, pulled up the covers, and closed her eyes: “Time to sleep.”

“Inspector Xing Ling,” Cui Heng moved a chair beside the bed and couldn’t help saying, “Don’t you want to talk with me?”

“Nothing to talk about.”

“Inspector Xing Ling, actually, from the first time I saw you, I felt very familiar, as if we’d known each other many years ago…”

“Don’t say such nonsense to me.”

Xing Ling directly interrupted him: “I’m married.”

Cui Heng was stunned. After a moment, he came to his senses, somewhat restrained: “Oh.”

Xing Ling breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she could finally sleep, when she heard Cui Heng hesitantly speak: “Actually, for a beauty like Inspector Xing Ling, I wouldn’t mind being a concubine.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xing Ling’s sword was already at Cui Heng’s throat. She gritted her teeth: “Don’t seek death.”

Cui Heng’s expression didn’t change. He only smiled at her, then turned to look at the sword in her hand, gently flicking it with his finger and sighing: “What a fast sword—swift blade, beautiful person,” he said, turning to look at Xing Ling with genuine admiration, “truly worthy of Inspector Xing Ling!”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a “thud” from the room, followed by a scream.

This scream jolted the just-fallen-asleep Zhang Yiran awake. Luo Wanqing sat by the window, suppressing laughter as she comforted the terrified Zhang Yiran: “Master Zhang, don’t worry—they’re killing rats next door.”

Zhang Yiran was somewhat puzzled: “That sounded like Master Cui’s voice?”

“You heard wrong.”

Luo Wanqing smiled, walked over, and directly pressed Zhang Yiran’s sleep acupoint, soothing: “Sleep.”

As the leading officer, she couldn’t let the Censorate know about the Supervision Department beating court officials.

She still had this basic common sense.

Zhang Yiran fell asleep after she pressed his sleep acupoint. Luo Wanqing also returned to her small couch.

Having confirmed this, Cui Heng wasn’t Cui Heng; her heart settled, and that discomfort finally dissipated.

But soon, she realized that Xie Heng wasn’t Cui Heng, and Cui Heng wasn’t Cui Heng either.

Her Cui Heng seemed never to exist in this world. If one day he disappeared, she wouldn’t even have a place to look for him.

Luo Wanqing’s heart tightened. She turned over and couldn’t help touching the short flute at her waist.

Just then, she heard the sound of wings beating outside. The sound was familiar, so Luo Wanqing quickly stuck her head out to see an eagle traveling through the night. Seeing Luo Wanqing, it flew straight toward her and landed at the window.

Luo Wanqing immediately brightened: “Zhuisi?”

Zhuisi tilted its head and raised one foot.

Luo Wanqing saw the letter attached and quickly retrieved it, finding written: “Mountains and waters not yet half-crossed, yet I already miss you dearly.”

When Luo Wanqing left the Eastern Capital by boat, Li Guiyu was in the palace playing chess with Li Zong.

The two were locked in an intense battle. Li Zong chuckled: “In this palace, the only one who could play chess so exhilaratingly was Heng’er before. Now that you’ve returned, there’s one more—Guiyu. You truly are my returned precious jade.”

“To receive Father Emperor’s praise is this son’s honor.”

Li Guiyu answered respectfully.

Li Zong slowly placed a piece, sighing: “These years you wandered outside, I never knew—I failed you.”

“It was also because this son lost his memory; otherwise, I would have returned long ago.” Li Guiyu didn’t dare let Li Zong take responsibility, saying gently, “But now that I’ve returned and can reunite with Father Emperor, that’s already enough.”

“In five years in Jiangnan, Guiyu must have gained much?”

Li Zong’s question carried deeper meaning. Li Guiyu didn’t answer immediately, only placed his piece on the board, considering carefully: “What gains does Father Emperor ask about?”

“I’ve received some news,” Li Zong’s tone was peaceful, “I hear your benefactor has some things in hand.”

Hearing this, Li Guiyu’s movements paused slightly. After a moment, he understood Li Zong’s meaning.

The Supervision Department already knew quite a bit, and now that Zheng Biyue had fallen into the Supervision Department’s hands, there was concrete human evidence. From Li Zong’s tone, Xie Heng should have revealed everything.

He no longer concealed anything, smiling: “Indeed, when this son was at the border, before the city fell, I saw Cui Qingping send something out, naming Luo Qushu as the recipient. It happened that I was saved by Luo Qushu. To be honest, before returning, this son originally intended to retrieve this item from Luo Qushu’s hands to present to Father Emperor.”

Li Zong smiled without speaking, seeming satisfied. He picked up a piece and tapped the table: “Pity you didn’t succeed. Now the Supervision Department has gotten word and already sent people.”

Hearing this, Li Guiyu’s heart tightened, but his expression remained unchanged as he said: “Director Xie always best understands Father Emperor’s thoughts.”

“Yes,” Li Zong sighed, “If I don’t let him go retrieve it, he’ll be uneasy, and we sovereign and minister shouldn’t have discord. But some things, I still feel, are better held in the hands of us Li family descendants.”

Hearing this, Li Guiyu looked up, probing: “Father Emperor’s meaning is?”

“The country has no heir, and the foundation is unstable. Originally, whether establishing the eldest or legitimate heir, you were the best choice. This time, you returned the Six Commands Army to the Northern Four Armies, showing even more wisdom and filial piety. But you’ve been away too long and still need more testing. Guiyu,” Li Zong raised his eyes, smiling at him, “bring that thing back.”

Hearing Li Zong’s words, Li Guiyu completely understood his meaning.

Bring the thing back, and he would be the crown prince.

He heard Li Zong’s promise and, without hesitation, placed his piece, lowering his eyes: “Yes.”

“It’s getting late.”

Li Zong looked at the board and waved his hand: “Go rest. Depart as soon as possible.”

Li Guiyu stood up and bowed to Li Zong. Then, as if remembering something, he looked up: “May Father Emperor tell this son who the Supervision Department sent to Jiangnan to pursue this item?”

“You know them.”

Li Zong picked up the pieces one by one: “Liu Xiniang.”

Li Guiyu’s expression shifted slightly. He raised his hand in salute, saying respectfully: “This son will not disappoint Your Majesty’s high expectations.”

After speaking, Li Guiyu turned and left. Walking out of the palace, Elder Zhang waited at the gate. Li Guiyu approached with a cold face, saying calmly: “His Majesty wants me to go to Jiangnan to bring back Cui Qingping’s token. Prepare to depart tomorrow. Also, have Qingzhu send all the corpses from the mansion to Jiangnan. And send this news to Masters Wang and Zheng, saying I’ll go to Jiangnan to seize the token—let them rest assured.”

Hearing this, Elder Zhang was stunned, puzzled: “Send to both Masters Wang and Zheng?”

“They may already know about sending people to hunt down those going to Jiangnan.” Li Guiyu analyzed, “Better I notify them first and do them a favor.”

“Your Highness,” Elder Zhang listened to Li Guiyu’s words with some hesitation, “which side are you actually on?”

He was the emperor’s son, the Wang family’s bloodline, the Zheng family’s predetermined son-in-law.

He played all sides, pleasing all three.

Hearing this, Li Guiyu closed his eyes and spoke coldly: “My own.”

After Luo Wanqing slept and woke, as soon as the boat docked, she led Zhang Yiran and the others quietly off the boat, switching to the land route to Yangzhou.

When she came from Yangzhou, it was all mountain roads, so she had some experience and followed the mountain paths, circling back the same way.

After circling for more than half a month, the four finally arrived dusty and travel-worn at Yangzhou.

Seeing Yangzhou’s gates, Cui Heng burst into tears and rushed forward, exclaiming happily: “We’re here! We’re here! We made it!”

Xing Ling grabbed his collar and held him in place, turning to look at Luo Wanqing and Zhang Yiran beside her: “Should we go directly to the government office to report, or to an inn?”

“We’re in rags—better go to an inn first.”

Zhang Yiran looked at Luo Wanqing: “What does Xiniang think?”

Having traveled together this whole way, everyone had become quite familiar.

Luo Wanqing knew that meeting local officials required some dignity, so she agreed with Zhang Yiran’s opinion, nodding: “Good, let’s do that.”

The four made their decision, took out their documents, and queued among the crowd to enter the city.

Today, Yangzhou was as bustling as usual. The four waited in line for a long time before their turn came. Zhang Yiran stepped forward with their identity documents. The soldier looked and immediately changed expression, but didn’t make a scene—only became much more respectful and immediately let the four pass.

Seeing this, Luo Wanqing knew the local government must have received word of their arrival and briefed the guards in advance.

Sure enough, as soon as they entered the city, someone followed them. Xing Ling immediately became alert, stepping forward to whisper: “Someone’s following us.”

“Government people.”

Luo Wanqing didn’t mind, glancing at the followers and saying calmly, “Let’s go to the inn.”

The four found a bustling inn to stay at. After washing up and preparing to go downstairs for dinner, they reached the stairs to find the previously lively inn had become unusually quiet. The previous guests had all been driven out, even the tables and chairs rearranged, leaving the hall particularly spacious with only a group of local officials in colorful official robes standing in the center. Seeing Luo Wanqing and the others emerge, there was a “bang” of fireworks, ribbons fell from above, drums and gongs immediately began beating outside, and a group of officials knelt on the ground, calling loudly: “Welcome, Masters Zhang and Cui to Yangzhou! May both masters enjoy fortune and good health!”

Everyone present was startled by this spectacle. After a long while, the most experienced and highest-ranking Cui Heng was the first to react, hurrying down the stairs to help the official in front: “Too kind! Colleagues are too kind!”

After Cui Heng went down, Zhang Yiran also hurried to bring Luo Wanqing and the others down. By the time they arrived, Cui Heng was already chatting happily hand-in-hand with the man in front as if meeting a dear brother.

When Luo Wanqing and the others came over and stood still, Cui Heng introduced the man before him: “This is Supervising Censor Zhang Yiran from the Censorate, and behind are two Inspectors sent by the Supervision Department to protect us. This is Inspector Xing Ling.”

Hearing this, Zhou Chun quickly led the officials behind him in salute: “Greetings to Master Xing Ling.”

“This is Inspector Liu Xiniang.”

“Greetings to…”

Before finishing, Zhou Chun and the female official behind him straightened from their bow, looked up, saw Luo Wanqing’s face, and froze in place.

Luo Wanqing knew what they were looking at and smiled: “What’s wrong with you two masters?”

“Oh…” Zhou Chun came to his senses with shock and uncertainty, his expression somewhat ugly: “Inspector Liu looks familiar.”

“The Supervision Department gave me a different face for this mission.” Luo Wanqing explained, “If it looks familiar, you may indeed have seen it before.”

Hearing this, Zhou Chun and the female official behind him first breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately realized something was wrong.

This Supervision Department Inspector was using Luo Wanqing’s face for a mission—what was the Supervision Department investigating?

The officials present were anxious, but Luo Wanqing pretended not to know their thoughts, smiling at Cui Heng: “Master Cui, who are these masters?”

“This is Prefect Zhou Chun,” Cui Heng quickly introduced to Luo Wanqing and the others, “this female official is Prison Warden Sun Cui, this is the Registrar…”

There were many Yangzhou officials, but Cui Heng had an excellent memory and introduced everyone in a short while.

Everyone marveled at Cui Heng’s memory, praising him profusely. Cui Heng laughed and smoothed things over with everyone. For a moment, the atmosphere became lively, and Zhou Chun, Sun Cui, and others, seeing that Luo Wanqing showed no abnormality, also relaxed.

Luo Wanqing just watched them quietly.

She didn’t try to remember these officials’ names at all—she couldn’t remember them anyway. She focused all her attention on Zhou Chun and Sun Cui, watching them joke around with Cui Heng, Zhang Yiran, and the others.

Actually, not only did Zhou Chun and Sun Cui remember her face—she remembered theirs too.

Moreover, only today did she discover she remembered so clearly.

On the day of the house raid, it was them who led people charging into the Luo mansion.

Thinking of the scene of them rushing into her home to arrest people and smash things, thinking of Luo Qushu’s autopsy results, killing intent rose in her heart.

But she didn’t show it on her face, even wearing a somewhat gentle smile, only placing her hand on the Xiling sword hilt, unconsciously stroking it.

During these days in the Eastern Capital, she had learned to hide.

She put her hands behind her back, watching Cui Heng exchange pleasantries with them. Finally, Cui Heng said, “Since all the masters have come, don’t just stand there. We haven’t eaten yet. Why don’t we have the innkeeper stir-fry a few dishes, sit and eat while we chat?”

Hearing this, Zhou Chun hurried to say: “Why not go to Yangzhou’s largest restaurant…”

“No need.” Zhang Yiran spoke coldly, “We’re here on inspection orders, not for pleasure. We mustn’t be extravagant.”

Zhou Chun’s face stiffened at these words, then he hurried to say: “Yes, yes, yes, Master is right. The masters have had a long journey and should eat something simple first. Tonight, Yangzhou’s wealthiest lady, Madam Ji, has long admired all the masters. Hearing of your arrival, she’s specially prepared a banquet, wanting to invite the four masters for a welcoming feast and fulfill Yangzhou’s duty as host.”

“Also unnecessary.” Zhang Yiran coldly refused, “We’re here to inspect, not to play. No need to disturb the people.”

Hearing this, all the Yangzhou officials fell silent. Zhou Chun glanced at Cui Heng, who hurried to say: “Master Zhang doesn’t enjoy entertainment and is devoted to public service—he’s a diligent, good official. We appreciate everyone’s thoughtfulness, but we don’t have much time. Let’s just eat here today as our welcoming feast—no need for additional banquets.”

With Cui Heng speaking, the Yangzhou officials’ expressions improved. Zhou Chun quickly gestured everyone toward a private room, smiling: “Then let’s dine here. We’ll accompany the masters and discuss Yangzhou’s situation.”

With that, he led several higher-ranking officials to accompany Luo Wanqing’s group into the private room.

Seeing everyone enter, the waiter immediately brought small dishes and wine. After everyone exchanged pleasantries under Cui Heng’s direction, Zhang Yiran immediately got to business.

“We’ve come for inspection with four main tasks. First, verify the tax revenue and expenditure accounts from recent years to see if they’re normal. Second, inspect various storage warehouses to see if reserves meet requirements. Third, review recent case files to see if there are any wrongful convictions. Fourth, receive petitions from the people to see if any cases were missed.”

Zhang Yiran had thought this through—his points were clear and organized. As soon as he spoke, the whole room fell silent. Everyone looked at each other. Zhang Yiran, oblivious to the wrong atmosphere, continued: “Tomorrow I’ll begin randomly checking accounts and case files. I hope all the masters will cooperate.”

“This…”

All the Yangzhou officials looked at Zhou Chun. Zhou Chun smiled and nodded: “Cooperation is naturally required, but past inspecting censors weren’t as thorough as Master Zhang. Master Zhang, you should consider your health and not overwork yourself.”

“Thank you for Master Zhou’s concern,” Zhang Yiran, having weathered storms at the Censorate, heard this hint and responded directly, “but this junior is young—Master Zhou needn’t worry.”

This essentially insulted all the Yangzhou officials present, as local officials were generally older. Hearing Zhang Yiran’s words, Zhou Chun smiled with difficulty: “Master Zhang jests. As long as Master Zhang wishes, we’ll certainly cooperate fully!”

“Then we’ll go collect the account books shortly.”

Zhang Yiran’s words left no one daring to speak. Zhou Chun looked at Zhang Yiran and said through gritted teeth: “Fine. Registrar Sun,” Zhou Chun looked at Sun Shoucheng, who managed various files and accounts, “in a while, you’ll take Master Zhang there.”

Sun Shoucheng quickly wiped his sweat: “Yes.”

“Is there anything else this humble official can do?” Zhou Chun looked up at Zhang Yiran.

Zhang Yiran was about to bow in thanks when he heard Luo Wanqing’s voice: “There is indeed one more thing. I’d like to ask Master Zhou about something.”

As soon as Luo Wanqing spoke, everyone looked over.

Her voice was clear and cool yet gentle, with the soft tone unique to southerners and the fragile beauty of glazed ceramics. Combined with the sword at her waist, she was particularly striking.

Zhou Chun smiled, staring at Luo Wanqing’s face warily: “Please speak, Inspector Liu.”

“I have an old friend whose family’s case has always puzzled me, so I wanted to ask about it.”

“Inspector Liu’s old friend is my honored guest,” Zhou Chun said politely, “as long as we minor officials in Yangzhou can help, Inspector Liu may ask freely.”

“It’s like this.”

Luo Wanqing smiled, speaking slowly: “My old friend’s father was an ordinary merchant. Suddenly one day, soldiers broke into their home and found unfinished raw salt, claiming her father was a salt smuggler, and arrested him. Later her father killed himself in prison, and the whole family died on the exile road. Coming to Yangzhou this time, I had a dream where she begged me to clear her family’s name. My heart is troubled, so I wanted to ask your permission to bring the case files tonight for me to examine and see what really happened.”

Hearing this, Zhou Chun frowned, probing: “May I ask Inspector Liu’s old friend’s name?”

“Her surname was Luo.”

As soon as Luo Wanqing spoke, Zhou Chun’s expression changed. Luo Wanqing appreciated his unease, saying gently: “Her name was Luo Wanqing, and her father was called Luo Qushu. Do any of you masters know of them?”

No one present spoke. The Yangzhou officials looked at each other. After a long while, Sun Cui, who had been silent, frowned puzzledly: “How did Inspector Liu become friends with Miss Luo?”

Luo Wanqing looked back at her with a smile in her eyes: “Because when I was in Yangzhou prison, we shared a cell.”

Hearing this, everyone was somewhat surprised. The Yangzhou officials instinctively looked at Sun Cui.

As Prison Warden, Sun Cui was most familiar with prisoners among those present.

However, with so many prisoners under her charge, she could hardly remember them all. She stared at Luo Wanqing’s face, frowning: “Inspector Liu was also imprisoned in Yangzhou?”

“Indeed. You’ve probably forgotten.” Luo Wanqing smiled at her. Though her tone was gentle and soft, in everyone’s eyes it seemed poisoned, chilling their hearts.

She smiled at Sun Cui, raising a cup of wine, saying gently:

“But I’ve always remembered you, Prison Warden.”

Author’s Note:

[Mini Theater] Xie Heng: “I’ve seen off many people at the mountain gate. Finally, one day, I had someone I couldn’t bear to see off.”

[Revision Summary]

Important information points different from the previous version:

(1) Increased dramatic antagonism between male and female leads: The female lead knows Xie Heng’s fate from the previous life, knows his first crime was assassinating the crown prince. She originally wanted to change this, but Zhang Jiuran’s death and the male lead’s attitude made her think she was no different from other high officials, so she assassinated the crown prince. Xie Heng covered for her, and Luo Wanqing realized she had pushed Xie Heng toward his previous life’s fate. She knows Xie Heng’s second crime was falsely accusing the Eastern Palace Six Commands. She wanted to change this, but through misunderstanding and Cui Heng’s encouragement, she helped Xie Heng complete the “false accusation of Eastern Palace Six Commands,” beginning to accept Xie Heng as a martyr whose ultimate fate was death.

(2) Adjusted male and female leads’ romantic progress: The male lead has expressed his feelings but seeks no future. The female lead doesn’t want to delve deep, only wanting revenge, but hopes the male lead is happy and doesn’t resist. Apart from the kiss in this chapter, physical contact between them was limited to the 74/75 Qinyin Gathering where the female lead thought their contact was due to drugs, and the male lead’s confession and forceful kiss in 87/88. All other intimate scenes from the previous version were deleted.

(3) Strengthened Li Guiyu’s layered characterization, modified Li Guiyu and female lead’s emotional progress: In the previous version, Li Guiyu recognized the female lead at first sight but was unwilling to acknowledge it, finally revealing he had recognized her all along. This version is gradual—Li Guiyu first treats the female lead as a Supervision Department pawn for mutual use. During this process, he discovers Luo Wanqing’s shadow and becomes attracted, appreciative yet restrained, wanting to touch but afraid. When the female lead assassinates the crown prince using his knife, he begins to suspect, then sets a trap for her to come to him for verification, but when she doesn’t come, he dismisses the thought, believing that regardless of love or hate, he is the most important person in Luo Wanqing’s heart. Later, when Luo Wanqing plays the pipa on the street for Xie Heng’s birthday, Li Guiyu recognizes her pipa sound, follows to see their silhouettes running away under fireworks. To test if the female lead was the pipa player that night, he deliberately lures her into the Qinyin Gathering, confirming her identity there, but when she doesn’t acknowledge him, Li Guiyu hesitates, afraid to recognize her. To verify and convince himself, he has people dig up all the bodies from the landslide in Jiangnan and send them to the Eastern Capital. Then both sides scheme against each other—the female lead gains fame in the Eastern Capital and is imprisoned, Li Guiyu originally wanted to rescue her, but she escaped first. Because the female lead knows Li Guiyu’s past, she mistakenly thinks his unwillingness to let go means he can’t release the past, so she tries to persuade Li Guiyu. Facing the female lead’s newly gentle attitude, Li Guiyu begins to fear she wants to abandon him.

(4) Xie Heng’s currently revealed background information: Changed from the previous version of Xie Heng playing qin while supervising his mother’s execution with blood spattering the execution ground, to the Qinyin Gathering where Xie Heng wins champion on the day his mother enters the palace and dies tragically, with the empress and crown prince missing. Xie Heng enters the palace to save his mother but is subdued by three grandmasters Wang Qingfeng, Zheng Daochu, and Yang Chun, with broken bones and shattered tendons. In prison he meets Zhang Chunzi and learns bone-setting. In prison he’s fed mandala and becomes addicted but persists in bone-setting to regain martial arts. He later gains release by selling information about the empress and crown prince. On his release day, the empress is ordered to die, and he’s surrounded outside the palace by Cui family people asking him to save people—he breaks his qin and admits he cannot save them. He then serves the emperor, intercepting and killing Cui family descendants who escaped prison at Qingyun Ferry (where the female lead saw off her mother), finally supervising the execution of remaining Cui family members, gaining the emperor’s trust among noble families and establishing the Supervision Department.

(5) Li Guiyu’s currently revealed background information: The previous version revealed Li Guiyu’s information up to helplessly watching his master die miserably at the northern border. This version hasn’t yet involved Li Guiyu’s past of watching his master’s tragic death at the northern border. Only up to him going to the Northern Rong as hostage for country and mother, then escaping back to the Eastern Capital, being hunted by the empress dowager, then saved by Luo Wanqing.

(6) Plot line information: [I’ll supplement tomorrow, too tired to write now]