They had drawn the chessboard together some time ago, and she taught Changyi how to play. He was not calculating and always lost, but he never grew angry or frustrated. He just patiently learned from his mistakes again and again.
When Ji Yunhe walked into the dungeon, Changyi looked at her with calm and gentle eyes. Not a trace of displeasure could be seen on his face, as if her deliberate avoidance all these days did not exist.
"I played a few games against myself, I think I've made a lot of progress." He did not hesitate to praise himself when he got the chance.
Ji Yunhe smiled. She opened the cell door and walked in.
"Really? Then let's play a match."
Changyi placed the chess pieces back into their trays and handed the white tray to Ji Yunhe. Neither of them talked about the incident with Princess Shunde the other day. There was no mention of Ji Yunhe's wretchedness or her emotional breakdown.
They quietly played a game. When they finished, it was already midnight. Changyi still lost, but he survived longer than before.
"You really have improved."
Ji Yunhe acknowledged his efforts. Changyi looked at the chessboard, still analyzing, "If a wrong move was made here, then all the following moves would be wrong too. There is no recovering."
Ji Yunhe quietly waited until he had studied the defeat thoroughly and concluded the reasons for his failure, then said, "Changyi, I want... to ask you for a favor."
Changyi looked up at her, his clear blue eyes reflecting her face. And under such a gaze, she still hesitated even after giving herself countless preparations. She wondered whether she should deceive him, and if what she was about to say might hurt him. But like with everything, there was no giving without taking.
"Changyi," Ji Yunhe calmly asked him, "are you willing... to go to the capital and serve Princess Shunde?" Changyi gazed into her eyes.
"Do you want me to go?"
"Yes, I want you to go." He lowered his head and looked at his defeated chess game.
The humble chess board carved into the dungeon floor was littered with pieces. He patiently picked them up one by one, returning white pieces to the white tray, and black pieces to the black tray, while he replied in the same orderly manner.
"If you want me to, then I will go."
Ji Yunhe had known Changyi would agree. But sitting there listening to his clear and calm voice, her heart still could not help but tremble. However, her eyes blocked all the emotions raging inside her.
"Changyi," the corners of her mouth lifted, "you're really too kind." Changyi finished picking up all the pieces and looked at her.
"I don't want you to suffer again."
"Thank you so much." Ji Yunhe stood up and turned her back.
"I will see you tomorrow."
She walked out of the prison with quick steps, her feet did not dare to stop even a second. She kept walking and walking until she reached the depths of the sea of flowers. She looked up at the vast starry sky and fiercely pounded herself in the chest. You don't want me to suffer. I want you to be free even more. So, I'm sorry, Changyi. At the same time, I am so thankful to have had the privilege of knowing you...