When they first met, she mistook him for a young eunuch who had sneaked out of the palace, and even kindly handed him a purse. He smiled: "A token of love?" She was shy and just wanted to grab the wallet in his hand. It wasn't until the sound of footsteps gradually came that he hurriedly left. The second time they met, he was her brother's junior brother. The white clothes are fluttering, and the young master is dancing gracefully. After that, he became a very popular minister. She avenged her mother in the mansion and was careful every step of the way.
"Does the token of love at that time still count?" He took out the wallet with a smile on his face. Just like the young master drifting into his dream.