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A young lady named Liu Yun came to the Dingguo Duke's mansion. She was seventeen years old, with soft jade and soft flowers, and an unparalleled beauty. She lives in a high family, hoping to find a good marriage. Xie Min, the eldest son of the Duke of Dingguo, is cold and proud. He is a flower that is difficult to pick from the mountains. Liu Yun confidently pictures it with his beauty. With a clever intersection and an accidental encounter, things were going smoothly. Unexpectedly, at a banquet, he met his old master who he abandoned three years ago. * Liu Yun was originally a maid of the Liang family, an imperial merchant in the south of the Yangtze River. An incident occurred and the Liang family was raided. The mother-in-law of the Liang family offered her life in exchange for Liu Yun and Liang Lanqing, the young master of the Liang family, to escape. The two depended on each other for half a year. The young master was suffering from serious illnesses, but Liu Yun took the money and abandoned him. Now we meet again, he is already Wei Heng, the first staff member in the Chief Assistant's Mansion. When the four eyes meet, one knows an old friend. The young master is unique, his beauty is better than that of a good girl, and he is even more gorgeous during the banquet. Such a face is unforgettable. * The wine was warm and dry, so Liu Yun left the table to go to the garden to get some fresh air, but was pulled into a side room. The young master's smile was full of smiles, the scenery was still as bright as the moon, and his tone was touching. "Yinyin, you're fine." "I'm afraid that Lang Jun has admitted the wrong person. I'm not a Yin Yin, and I have never had an old relationship with Lang Jun. I'll say goodbye." Liu Yun's expression remained unchanged, she bowed and wanted to leave. However, the next moment, her slim waist was tightly locked, unable to struggle. Wei Heng pulled her chin, forcing the two of them to look at each other. "With such a beautiful face, how could I admit it wrongly? I just don't know why the people in the palace would mistake Yinyin for Miss Lao Shizibiao. "That cousin, I wonder how many bones are left after being soaked in the river for so long? " Liu Yun trembled in shock, thought about it in her heart, and then changed her face. The beauty was crying, so pitiful. "Young Master, at that time Yin Yin was young and ignorant, and his character was undecided. Now that you are in the fourth rank and have a bright future, why bother holding on to the past. I was wrong, really wrong. " "Oh? It's not quick to admit your mistake, but it's just not sincere enough. " "Young master, what kind of sincerity do you want to see? " "I want you..." Wei Heng paused for a long while, and Liu Yun had already pulled his lapel down to his shoulders. "I want you to obey my orders, deal with this, and be my spy or bait. " Wei Heng gathered up Liu Yun's skirt again, smoothed out the wrinkles carefully, and whispered into her ear like a lover. "I wonder if Yinyin can show such sincerity. " The background is empty, everything is just for romance. The heroine is a scheming little white flower. Intention: Accept everything about your lover