She was beautiful. Dressed in all red and gold, her hair done up in an ornate headpiece. And she came all the way there to show her wedding clothing to him, knowing he would never be able to see the actual ceremony.

A sister. Not by blood, but it didn't matter. She was as much family to him as any actual parent could have ever been. The same could be said by the man in purple by his side. Jiang Cheng and Yanli. They weren't his own siblings, but he felt the love of one.

They shared soup. Lotus root, his favorite. Only because of the way she made it for him. Nothing ever tasted quite as good as her cooking. And it had been months since he had been able to have any. They were estranged because of things he had done, but they still went so far to include him.

He would cherish this last dinner with his family.