Copy 1: Yan Yi in his previous life did not hesitate to betray himself in order to marry him. He was full of calculations and thought that the man loved him. In the end, he was just a man who likes the new and hates the old. He spent most of his life thinking about this and that, but he did not expect that in the end he would plot against himself. Copy 2: Yan Yi stood respectfully under the scorching sun and glanced at the person sitting on the ground under the peach blossom tree. When someone accidentally rubbed the wrist holding the tea cup, his eyes were full of sadness. Although he knew before entering Xitingyuan that the second master Duan was not an easy master to serve, it was only after he came that he realized that this second master Duan was not only difficult to serve but also had a weird temperament.