In the carriage entering Beijing, Han Eleven looked mournful. Looking at the woman in front of him who was drinking the wine he had prepared, eating sweet snacks, and enjoying his two maids rubbing her shoulders and beating her legs, he was helpless. He was such a good person but was not rewarded. He was blackmailed for saving people out of his kindness.
Han Shiyi secretly rubbed his sore waist from being beaten, and once again wanted to cry without tears.
Concept: The heroine eats, drinks and has fun