On the day I was expelled from Beijing, I knew in my heart that one day I would come back in good faith. Three years passed by in a flash. The princess's invitation was handed to me by the maid. After I lowered my eyes and read it, I dipped my pen in ink and replied, "I'm sorry for your condolences, Princess. I'll be back in Beijing soon, and the grand meeting will be here." The flower-viewing banquet was held at the Lotus Water Pavilion in Princess Jiahe's mansion. I just stepped into the garden, and the crowd that was chatting and laughing suddenly fell silent. Countless eyes fell on me. In the blink of an eye, those reserved or bright figures came like a tide and surrounded me tightly.
