After the marriage was broken up and the family was ruined, my lady and I moved around for five years and established a firm foothold in Jiangcheng.
Because she was named the best embroiderer in the world by the emperor, matchmakers came to her door all day long to propose marriage.
She always asks me, "Azhu, what do you think?"
I looked at her calmly and said, "It's okay with you."
As time passed, she stopped asking me.
Until one night in the middle of the night, she stood in front of my bed wearing single clothes:
"Azhu, let's elope."
Concept: Love is the perdition of free will