When the Song family was prosperous, I privately raised a poor scholar.
I supported his education, spent money to buy medicine for his seriously ill mother, and stayed with him for three years.
Later, the Song family lost power and I fell into disgrace.
He was afraid of tarnishing his reputation, so he took the initiative to cut off contact with me.
When we met again, I was the meanest courtesan in the palace, and he had already become the emperor's most trusted minister. Even the princess admired him.
He asked me: "Do you still want to go back with me?"
I shook my head and refused, but his eyes were red: "Please."
