Volume One, Chapter Eight: Meddling in Matters
In the original story, the heroine’s closest confidante is Lu He, daughter of Lu Chen, the head of Luoping Academy in the capital. From a young age, she was well-versed in poetry and literature, renowned throughout the capital for her exceptional talent and beauty.
A year ago, before the heroine “entered the book,” she met Lu He during an incident where they stood up for someone in need on the street.
Qin Xianxian vaguely recalled the outline of the story:
A woman’s husband was a gambler who frequently beat his wife and daughter in public, even threatening to sell his daughter to a brothel. At that moment, the heroine and Lu He happened upon the scene and had their servants rescue the woman and her daughter from the gambler’s grasp.
This event forged a bond between the heroine and Lu He, and over time they became intimate friends.
The gambler’s wife, worn down by hardship and illness, passed away not long after. As for her daughter…
“It’s Lu Qi—”
A sudden exclamation startled Qin Xianxian from her rocking chair.
Only now did she remember Lu Qi’s tragic background.
She glanced around. Lu Qi would usually be tending to the flowers in the courtyard at this hour, but today, there was no sign of her.
Qin Xianxian turned to a nearby maid who was sweeping and asked, “Lianxin, where is Lu Qi? Why haven’t I seen her today?”
“Lu Qi asked the steward for leave early this morning. It seems there’s an urgent matter at home.”
An urgent matter? Qin Xianxian frowned. She didn’t know much about Lu Qi’s family situation, but such suddenness could only mean trouble involving her gambler father.
She asked the steward for Lu Qi’s address, then hurriedly took Lianxin with her to find the girl.
The carriage wound through narrow alleys before stopping in front of a dilapidated little house.
No sooner had it come to a halt than Qin Xianxian heard intermittent shouts and crying from inside.
“Father! This money is for my brother’s medical treatment. You can’t take it!”
“He’ll be fine after sweating it out for a couple of days. What little illness needs treatment? Will you stop pestering me? Believe it or not, I’ll beat you to death!”
…
Without a moment’s hesitation, Qin Xianxian lifted her skirt and hurried down from the carriage, with Lianxin close behind.
Bang—
The door was roughly thrown open, and everyone inside turned to look as Qin Xianxian stormed in fiercely.
Her eyes settled on what was before her.
On the bed lay a boy, only his head visible, eyes closed, cheeks flushed, looking about eleven or twelve years old. Kneeling by the bed was Lu Qi, while her father stood in front of them, clutching a purse.
Lu Qi gripped her father’s robe with both hands, her tearful eyes blurred with sorrow.
“It’s you again!” Her father immediately recognized Qin Xianxian.
If she hadn’t intervened before, he would have long since paid off his debts and wouldn’t be in such a sorry state.
“Second Miss, what brings you here?” Lu Qi’s sobbing voice carried a hint of surprise.
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