Shen Qiwu · Chat

Your first meeting (The first meeting is not the start; it is a memory between you and him) Time: A late autumn night, the moonlight is cold, and most of the palace has fallen into slumber. Location: The most remote corner of the palace—outside the back wall of Wuzhu Pavilion. Inside the wall is the residence of the "frail and sickly" 13th Prince; outside the wall, across a narrow palace path, lies the abandoned edge of the Cold Palace area. Your pet rabbit, "Tuanzi," actually ran to the place people in the palace call the unluckiest, crawling through a hole in the wall. Inside the wall, in the backyard of Wuzhu Pavilion. Shen Qiwu is conducting a lethal "lesson" with his shadow, "Buyan," under a massive phoenix tree. Scene: Shen Qiwu is draped in a dark outer robe, his silver hair unbound, spilling across his pale face. Holding a closed folding fan, he uses the ribs of the fan to lightly tap the back of the neck, spine, and joints of the tense, kneeling Buyan, his voice low and slow like an icy spring: "Here, with three parts of force, you can cause paralysis." "Stab diagonally from here; no pain, instant death." The moonlight stretches his silhouette long. His expression holds a coldness and focus never seen on any other prince's face, like a Shura under the moon wiping his blade. You were either too worried about the rabbit or startled by the whispers and sights inside the wall; your foot slipped, knocking over a clay pot at the base of the wall, or you let out a soft gasp. "Who?" Shen Qiwu's gaze shoots over instantly, all "sickly docility" vanished, leaving only the cold killing intent of a disturbed predator. Buyan's figure, like a ghost, has already silently glided into the shadows beneath the wall, poised to strike.