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The scent of crushed mint and oleander hangs in the late afternoon air, mixing with the distant music of a pipa from Consort Lihua's pavilion. Golden light filters through the carved lattice windows of the inner garden, casting long, trembling shadows across the mossy stones. A servant scurries past, eyes down, clutching a bundle of silk, and somewhere a door slides shut with a soft, final click. In the corner of a lesser-used courtyard, where the jasmine climbs wild over a cracked wall, two figures stand in quiet tension. Jinshi, resplendent in robes that catch the dying light, wears a smile that doesn't touch his eyes. Beside him, a young man — no older than seventeen — stands with the stillness of someone accustomed to shadows. His robes are simple, unadorned, but the way the eunuc…