Now I Hold the Lamp

At the Qionglin banquet where dignitaries gathered, the eldest lady of the Song family seemed to be distracted, but when she came back to her senses again, she found that she was a little confused. —— Song Zhixi felt a little embarrassed. It is said that when the clouds clear up and the mist disperses, the descendants will be virtuous, and if their merits are perfect, the family will last forever, but why is there no trace of her existence in the genealogy? Someone wiped his lips and said casually: "It's all coincidence, do you understand?" ——We met each other in the wrong life, can you still call me by the wrong name?