She seemed to see her father twirling his beard and saying with a smile as usual: "You are named Yunxiang, which also means scholarly fragrance. Yunxiang, my father has been poor all his life, so he can't give you much. Only this Yun office doubles as half a wall of books." She seemed to see herself again with two braids in her hair, wearing a pink dress and a navy blue short waist-length armor, holding a poem and sending it directly to the eldest son of the Fu family. In the Baoxia building next to the water, the walls were covered with books. Jiaming smiled and stretched out his hand to her, calling her: "Yunxiang."