Two of Suzhou's biggest silk merchants have not spoken to each other for years, all because of an old grudge between their ancestors.
The Wang family's daughter, Wang Qiong, has snowy skin and bright eyes, and is doted on by everyone.
The Xie family's young master, Xie Zhen, is handsome and refined, and his family relies on him.
Because of an incident in the past, both families take every precaution to keep the two from meeting. Yet one careless moment leads Wang Qiong to climb into Xie Zhen's carriage by mistake.
When Xie Zhen pulls her out of the carriage's rear compartment, he pauses in surprise. "Whose kid are you?"
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Xie Zhen has no interest in business. To make his parents give up, he spends every day powdering his face and pretending to be ill.
All his close friends know what he has in mind, and no one dares bring up the subject around him.
But the little girl he took in is bold enough to wipe the powder off his face while he is asleep. Smiling, she says, completely unaware, "Hehe, you look much better like this."
Xie Zhen, his face smeared all over: ...
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The wives of the Wang and Xie families get into a brawl at a banquet, and all of Suzhou is abuzz with gossip.
Afraid the little girl will be frightened when she learns who he really is, Xie Zhen rushes to the Wang residence in the middle of the night, despite his injuries. But the moment Wang Qiong sees him, she panics and backs away, saying timidly, "Father told me to stay away from anyone surnamed Xie."
Xie Zhen's sickly face darkens at once, turning colder than ever before.
Next up: The Whole Household Has a Filter Except Me:
Her father is bedridden and her younger brother is injured. To keep her family alive, Wu Ling has no choice but to disguise herself as a boy and take her brother's place as a page in the marquis's residence.
The job is easy. Arrange the books, wipe the windowsill, open your eyes when it's time to eat, and wait for night when you're sleepy. It's practically free money!
Wu Ling is constantly on edge, afraid she'll be dismissed for being useless. Then one day, she hears the steward say, "The young master is kind-hearted. If you serve him well, you'll never have to worry about making a living again."
Wu Ling takes one look at the young master, who is every bit the little tyrant, shuts her eyes, and begins her path of fawning devotion.
The young master is meeting a guest? His clothes must be scented twice over.
The young master is studying? His desk must be spotless.
The young master is going out? His hair must be glossy and black.
The heir, who has never cared about the little things, suddenly looks refreshed and bright-eyed. His friend is astonished. "Which family's young master are you?"
The heir takes out a handkerchief and wipes the table, a hint of pride on his face. "My page gets me ready. Don't be too jealous."
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The heir has grown used to his page taking care of him. Then one day, he turns around and sees a face he doesn't recognize. Instinctively, his heart clenches. He raises his sword to the impostor's chest and roars, "Where's my page? Give him back!"
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Wu Ling has just celebrated her freedom in private with a drink when the steward drags her back to the marquis's residence. The resentment in her eyes is darker than a ghost's. But then the young master, who has always been so arrogant, suddenly crouches in front of her, his eyes red and his voice plaintive. "Have I treated you badly?"
Theme: Love can overcome any obstacle
