Li Piaoqing found the reason for this abrupt change of heart in the notebooks.
The two notebooks in the box were both the woman's everyday notes. Each had its own emphasis, but rather than having clearly classified purposes, they seemed simply to have been kept in different places.
One seemed to have been kept in her bedroom, where Yi Danjun would jot down her idle thoughts and everyday affairs. It was in this one that Li Piaoqing found a line of old ink Yi Danjun had left on November second.
-"The High Priest said my Heart Poison has been planted."
After that sentence, Yi Danjun had been confined to this courtyard, cut off from all contact with outsiders.
Li Piaoqing stared at it for a while, then opened the other notebook again.
This one seemed to have been kept in a meditation chamber of the sort used by Daoists or Buddhists.
The writing in it was abstruse and deeply mysterious. It was neither martial principles nor the Sword Dao. The many unfamiliar terms and references had made her brow knit tightly when she first opened it, but now those obscure sentences found an echo in the first notebook.
These were Yi Danjun's notes on studying this so-called "Heart Poison" in the meditation chamber. After reaching some standard, she seemed to have changed from a person who could live freely into an object waiting to be used.
If Li Piaoqing lived alone, she would certainly write and draw a great deal, but after November began, the woman's entries grew increasingly scarce. There was no telling what kept her busy; perhaps she simply sat in a daze most of the time.
There were only a handful of lines, all isolated sentences whose meaning was unclear.
"Practicing the Candle Sword was never this