As soon as she came out of Fu Shenglian's courtyard, Bai Shuyi was called to the front hall to serve tea to the future princess.
She lowered her eyebrows and held the tea cup, listening to the female partner of the system humiliating herself in her heart without asking a word.
Fu Shenglian suddenly felt unhappy.
When she cried in his arms, he said, "Why are you crying? I didn't really bully you."
Later, when she was about to leave, he said, "If you are willing to give in, I will investigate everything about the Bai family and your mother's affairs for you."
Later, she actually died in a ship fire, leaving only a burnt silver bell and an unrecognizable female body.
Fu Shenglian guarded the coffin, changing cinnamon branches every day, waiting for her to fall asleep every night.
Everyone in Beijing said that Bai Shuyi was dead.
Only Fu Shenglian refused to believe it.
When they met again, she had become the Baihe girl in Changxing Town.
Fu Shenglian's eyes turned red and he served tea to her with his own hands.
"Shu Yi, I owed you before."
Bai Shuyi slowly took the tea and smiled softly and coolly.
"Your Majesty recognized the wrong person."
He leaned closer, his voice hoarse.
"It's okay to admit your mistakes."
"This time, I will chase slowly."
