No golden fingers, no time travel and rebirth, ancient spy war tactics. In troubled times, a little female thief steals twelve taels of silver from a treasonous general and is forced to participate in a limited-time pursuit game. She changed her appearance and married into a noble family, but she was still found by the general and became his subordinate. After his rigorous training, the little female thief lost her careless spirit, developed her own skills, and gained a firm foothold in troubled times. He was like a boat crossing a river. He only crossed her once and then disappeared into the darkness. Who is he? It's a long way to go and a long way back. We are all lost, why not cross by boat?
