Hidden Blade in Yujing
On a moonlit night beneath a plum tree, a man in black-and-white robes meets a woman in red-and-gold finery. Petals drift down, and neither speaks first. His sleeve shifts slightly, as if hiding a blade; she sees it but does not step back. There are tears on her cheeks; he gives her a single glance, then looks up at the moon. In the lamplight she studies his face and finally rests her hand on his shoulder, and he does not move it away. Will the blade in his sleeve be drawn, and how will this meeting beneath the plum blossoms end?

