Rarity moved through her house trying to find her sketchbook excited for her friend. She couldn’t believe that Soren was already prepared to propose to her. After all they were only dating for a short period of time. ‘Right?’ She thought pausing in her steps only to realize that her room was a lot smaller then she remembered. That was when she realized that it was she who was bigger. Looking down she saw feet instead of hooves. Rarity let out a shriek of surprise running backwards into one of her mannequins causing it to topple to the ground. She did not hear it as Rarity fell to the ground gasping for air looking around. She seemed to be out in a meadow of some sort. Taking a deep breath Rarity climbed to her feet noticing she was in her human form. She was wearing a simple robes and a coat of some sort. The difference was her normal purple hair was black and pulled over her shoulder. Spotting what seemed to be a nearby village Rarity opened her mind as she approached catching some of the words. ‘Hm, best remain silent for now and learn their language as I go on.’ Rarity thought as she entered an area filled with buildings. The people in the area ignored her as they went about their business. ‘Best lie low.’ she told herself before she caught sight of an elderly woman struggling with a rather large load of wood. Smiling to herself she moved to help despite what she thought before.

“Here.” she said taking the bundle as the woman looked at her in shock before saying. “Oh there is no need.”

‘Thank you mind reading.’ Rarity cheered internally as she told the elderly. “It is not a problem for me.”

The old woman chuckled as she led the way to a large house with Rarity following behind her wondering how she was able to get that far with how heavy the woodstack was. The elderly woman did not say a word as she showed Rarity to where the kitchen was. When they got there, all she had to do was point to where the wood went.

“What business do you have in Mo Village?” the elder finally spoke causing Rarity to reply. “No business, I am merely a stranger trying to find my way home.”

“You are a generous stranger. I had thought you were a wandering cultivator.” chuckled the older woman before nodding her head as she looked at her. “I have some pull with the Mo Family. To repay your generosity all I can offer is work. What is your name child, so I can tell the mistress.”

Names rushed through Rarity’s head quickly as she thought back to her time in the Valley of Peace before she quickly settled on one. “My parents called me Xiuzhen, my family name is Ling.”

“Thank you…. Follow me.” the older woman said waving her along and Rarity followed her throughout the house. She glanced around at the structure as they walked only to stop as the old woman greeted a very stern looking one.

“Madam Mo, this is Ling Xiuzhen, she aided me in carrying the wood.” the old woman explained with a bow. Rarity doing so as well in order to keep up the facade. The middle aged woman’s eyes narrowed at the older woman who continued. “I find it time to take on a replacement, all the other servants ignored my plight for aide today and a stranger helped, carried the wood upon her own back. She has strength of character as well as strength of body.”

Madam Mo looked at Rarity with a critical eye before asking. “You had nothing else to do besides help an elderly woman?”

“I had plenty else to do, but at the end of the day where would she be?” Rarity replied standing up straight, Madam Mo nodded her head saying. “She will do, but she will be under your charge A-Yawen. Anything she does will be reflected on you until she replaces you.”

“I understand my lady.” Yawen replied with another bow, Rarity doing so as well as Madam Mo passed by with her servants. Once they passed Yawen relaxed looking at Rarity with a chuckle. “Oh she would love to get rid of me, but unfortunately her father made her promise to keep me. I am damn good servant and if I passed, things will go to hell around here.”

Rarity chuckled at the change in composure as Yawen waved her along saying. “Things around here won’t be so easy. The hierarchy goes as follows: Mo family, servants, villagers, the lunatic living on the grounds?”

“Lunatic?” Rarity asked tilting her head to the side in confusion and Yawen sighed. “The Madam’s nephew, Xuanyu. He was never right after he was kicked out from the cultivation sect and the treatment of the family and servants made it a lot worse. I do what I can in secret but not much can be done. Your first few days will probably be bringing him his one meal. Sometimes I think A-Tong eats it just to spite him.”

Rarity felt guilt fill her heart as she was led back to the kitchens by Yawen who was serving some basic rice porridge into a bowl. She handed it to Rarity who set it on a tray as to not burn her hands.

“You can carry a large stack of wood but a simple bowl of porridge is too hot for them.” chuckled Yawen as she led Rarity to a loan section of the courtyard where a simple shack stood.

“Granny!” a voice called out causing Yawen to sigh and turn around to look at the young man running up. “You could have asked me to to do that! No need to drag yourself to the lunatic ever…”

“A-Tong, where were you this morning when I needed your help gathering the firewood!” snapped Yawen causing the young man to flinch. “You were probably running around flirting with the young women around here!”

“I was helping the young master!” protested A-Tong and Yawen glared at him causing him to flinch. “Honestly!”

“You were helping him with what?” growled Yawen and A-Tong’s eyes flickered to the shack before back to her. “You were harassing him again weren’t you? You should know better A-Tong! I taught you better!”

“But granny… it is within the young master’s right to….” A-Tong swallowed before bowing his head. “It is in his right but not mine to gode him on. My apologizes grandmother.”

“Good, now go sweep the courtyard, the leaves are covering it.” Yawen instructed and A-Tong headed off head bowed low. Yawen waved Rarity to follow her again saying. “Everytime the young master wants to harass him he brings my family into it!”

Rarity didn’t say a word, letting the old woman rant to the air before stopping in front of the door. She knocked twice before opening it, there sat a rather attractive looking young man powdering his face. Rarity’s eye twitched, not at the fact that he was applying makeup but it looked horrendous.

“A-Yawen! Hello!” he greeted cheerfully his amber eyes holding very little sanity. “Have you come to mock this poor lunatic cutsleeve?”

“No, I have brought your meal for today.” Yawen explained waving Rarity over who walked in and set it on the ground. “This is Ling Xiuzhen, I am training her to replace me when these bones finally give way.”

“That will never happen granny! You are stronger than all the servants here!” Xuanyu laughed again though his eyes were studying Rarity as he grabbed the bowl. “You are always good to me granny. Most of the time it is an old meal of cold soup and rice. You bring me hot ones.”

“You are still the grandson of my master.” Yawen explained kneeling on the deck as he began to eat. “I will treasure you.”

“Just as you treasure Ziyuan?” snorted Xuanyu as he began to eat as Yawen rolled her eyes mumbling. “He makes it hard. His mother has taught him no respect, come show me your face.”

Xuanyu’s hands shook before set down the bowl and rubbed away the makeup showing the bruises. Yawen sighed sadly as she took his face in her wrinkled has saying. “I wish his mother did not hold such resentment to you or your mother. She has only welcomed you here as a courtesy.”

“And even that is strained.” giggled Xuanyu before he reached out and tugged on Rarity’s sleeve with his fingers saying. “Xiuzhen is such a long name… what do others call you?”

“A small group of friends called me Yue.” Rarity mentioned thinking back to what Kai called her. Xuanyu nodded his head as his arm dropped back towards the bowl picking it up gracefully.

“Yue, your friends had high standards.” he snickered causing Rarity’s eyes to narrow as she snapped. “At least I don’t have trouble figuring out a way to put makeup on correctly.”

“Easy you two.” laughed Yawen as she got up, Rarity followed seeing Xuanyu finishing his meal while watching her. He held up the bowl and Rarity grabbed it gently her fingertips brushing his. Memories flashed through her mind almost causing her to startle but she maintained her composure. He blinked at her a few times before returning to his seat a grin on his face.

“See ya!” he said cheerfully waving at them as they left. The door shut behind them, Rarity glancing back seeing his gold eyes watching her grin on his face. ‘Does he know?’ she pondered as she finished shutting the door to the shack. 'I really hope I'm not missing anything important.'

“Will you marry me?” Rainbow’s eyes widened in shock as Soarin kneeled in front of her holding a box in his hoof. She blushed before saying clearly. “Yes.”

Rarity stayed within the Mo house for two years, Yawen passed away just before the second year started. Rarity inherited her duties in watching over the household making sure things would run smoothly among the servants. Most ignored her as she was still a newcomer in their eyes and would promptly ignore her. The young master Mo, despised her, not only did she treat him with the utmost respect but she treated him like an adult. Something the servants refused to do on the account that his mother still babied him behind the scenes. Rarity would not let a grown man act like a child and bully his cousin. Yet she didn’t do anything to his face, she would hide meanings in her words just like Yawen. She was glad the elderly woman taught her how to talk to him. A-Tong didn’t like the fact that she would treat even Xuanyu with respect. He saw him as a mad man and could get away with a lot when dealing with him. Rarity figured out that when he delivered food it was to hide what the young master did to him from her.

Madam Mo saw use in her abilities, though she thought it was a natural talent, when Rarity was able to calm Xuanyu down. She had learned that if she touched someone she could bring forth memories from their mind. Xuanyu had very few but would calm down when she used a memory of Yawen. It was one of the reasons why she was always present during meetings with nobles. “Just in case.” Madame Mo told her.

“I can take that.” A-Tong said as Rarity was about to take some food to Xuanyu earning an eye raise from her. “Madame Mo requests you in the main hall. Just incase the lunatic decides to make himself known.”

“Well considering I just saw you and the young master yesterday I would assume you are hiding something from me again.” Rarity said politely seeing a flinch from A-Tong. “Yet I know some cultivators are arriving to look at our issue.”

A-Tong turned around and left with the food and Rarity shook her head before walking towards the main hall. When she arrived she saw the servants had all gathered awaiting the arrival of the cultivators. ‘It would be interesting to see what a fully trained one looks like.’ she thought making sure that she looked her best. She moved some hair behind her ear when she saw them enter and the first thought that entered her mind was. ‘Are all cultivators this gorgeous?’

All the young men appeared to be around 15 or so with grace that Rarity could only dream of. Taking a deep breath Rarity made she to keep her mind open for Xuanyu just in case he decided to try something. Everything was quiet, too quiet for his mind.

“I’m coming. I’m coming.” Mo Xuanyu’s voice rang out causing Rarity’s head to jerk up. “Right here!”

‘How did I not here him?’ she thought as she saw him walked in all talk going silent. Rarity frowned as she glanced at Madame Mo seeing her glance down her eyes narrowing slightly as she spoke to her husband quietly. “Who let him out? Get him back there!”

Lord Mo moved forward though irritated at the fact that he had to drag Xuanyu out, he motioned for Rarity to aide him. Rarity was by his side the moment he reached out and Xuanyu dropped to the floor. Her hand touched his shoulder as servants surrounded them as she said. “Young master Mo….”

She almost recoiled at the memories that flooded through her. These were not the memories of Mo Xuanyu but someone that should have been dead. She pulled her hand away as Xuanyu looked at her, not with the gold eyes full of insanity but grey eyes with the mind of a genius. The look he gave her was brief but she saw the smirk and she knew all hell was about to be let loose on this family.

“You… damn madman!” the husband snapped and Rarity began to tune everything out as she collapsed to the ground. One of the young gentlemen looked at her with worry as she was helped to her feet and moved off to rest.

“It must be strong today.” One of the servants whispered glancing towards what was going on. “I’ve never seen Xiuzhen this exhausted before.”

“I have only once, it was bad. It was after Yawen died.” the other servant replied quietly. “He calmed down after pushing her away harshly and she hit her head on the side of one of the tables.”

“Enough.” Rarity managed as she struggled to get to her feet. “I have to get him to calm down before he causes….”

A crash.

“His cousin to attack him.” Rarity finished with a sigh as she shook her head wondering absently. ‘Who is this Wei Wuxian?’

Author's Notes:

I do not own MLP, or MoDao ZuShi, or any other media in this fanfic.