Maomao’s father, biologically speaking, has been taken down by his wily daughter and we get to learn a little more of their history. We get a little song, a little dance, a reminder of what’s in Jinshi’s pants. Then Maomao might meet her match in… Maomao?
Boy, for the amount that I think Maomao’s pops is a real piece of work, this volume does some fascinating stuff at generating some sympathy for the devil. We also see where her dislike of him stems from (massive beatings, as it happens, but not what you think).
The denouement of this storyline shows why Maomao simply doesn’t see him as any sort of father figure to begin with, yet she does him a kindness of a sort and also sidelines him for a while plus helps the place that raised her. A tidy package.
All this is helped by the gorgeous sequence where she receives a dress and dances on the roof in celebration of a courtesan who has won her freedom. The best parts of this happen when Jinshi arrives on the scene and we learn that Maomao is literally feeling no pain (though she should be) and we get the second princess carry of the series.
Without a big driving storyline we get lots of small stuff to keep the characters chugging along doing their thing and it works really well across the board. The section about fiction books coming to the court is lot of fun and lets Maomao help another friend; the historical aspects are handled deftly.
Then the cat shows up.
From a simple babysitting request comes a real urchin of a cat that Maomao gets tasked to nurse to health. This whole section is wonderfully sickly sweet and if you like cats, this is adorably wholesome to boot
Even better is the part where Maomao is describing the way cats worm their way into people’s affections to Jinshi and he is clearly conflating that description with how his relationship with our lead has evolved. I don’t see how the light novels can possibly have done this half as well.
This also leads to a discussion of feline castration and Maomao clearly still thinks Jinshi is a eunuch. While this might seem ridiculous, it’s a fun indication that Maomao might be a bit more like her father than she realizes, just without the inability to recognize faces.
No, we don’t get a mystery or a big plotline, but it’s really nice to breathe between the heavy stuff and the things sprinkled throughout these chapters are all part of the series’ charm. It may not advance a plot, but it advances the characters.
5 stars - it’s too good, honestly, just an amazing piece of historical fiction that can handle the big moments and the small moments with equal aplomb. One of my rare series where I start at five stars and work down.