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[A Familiar Stranger]

Why are you here?

You've been heading out early, returning late, and sleeping late at night.

So, I made calming soup for you.

She's definitely not the real Shen Qin.

General, what are you doing?

I'm busy. I'll drink it later.

Is this something a military advisor like me can look at?

Madam's in it.

You think it's her too? Look carefully.

You want me to scrutinize it?

This man isn't you.

Wow, you sure are generous. This is Madam and another man—

After this painting was sent over, I'm even more certain that my wife isn't the real Shen Qin.

With just a painting, how can you—

Oh, I see.

- Check who drew this painting. - Understood.

How am I supposed to fish for your true identity?

Dad, check this.

Did I write everything correctly?

Dad.

Hm?

Dad, you've been in a daze for very long.

You look like you have something on your mind. Since Uncle Yun isn't here yet, I'll be your temporary military advisor.

Why do you want to be my military advisor?

Dad, you've been like this since lunch.

Actually, I...

Actually, I can never read your mom's thoughts.

For example...

Forget it.

Why am I confiding to a child? You don't even understand.

Forget it. I'll ask you.

Dad, do you want to know whether Mom likes you?

Why does a child like you know so much?

Seems like I'm right.

Dad, wait for me.

This is Mom's painting of you shooting an arrow.

When did she draw this?

She said this was the first time she met you.

The first time she met me?

She also said...

What else did she say?

I fell in love with him a long, long time ago.

Yuanbao.

What did we agree to do as father and daughter?

We have to be loyal.

That's right. So, what else did she say?

Can you quietly tell me?

She said she...

- Say it again. - She also said...

[Reminiscing the fallen flowers of dawn at dusk. Two hearts resonate.]

Portraitist.

Shi Qi.

If you really drew both paintings,

doesn't that mean you're...

[Liujin House]

General, what...

Miss Ying Xiu, don't panic. I'm here to ask about something.

Please speak your mind.

I heard rumors in the city about a portraitist called Shi Qi who paints for brothel ladies.

She has flair and produces mesmerizing works.

She's also gorgeous, elegant, intelligent, gentle, and kind.

Miss Ying Xiu, are you really close friends with her?

General.

Please.

It's true.

Is Miss Shi Qi married?

General, please.

Miss Shi Qi is indeed married.

General, I'm sure you have a third question.

Is the inscription on this painting hers?

This painting...

You only have to answer yes or no. I'll decide the rest for myself.

Yes.

Thank you.

Crap. Shi Qi's identity won't be uncovered by him, right?

Shi Qi. So, her name is Shi Qi.

- Shi Qi. - Yes?

General, what did you call me?

It's nothing.

General, why have you come looking for me?

It's nothing.

Dang Gui.

My respects to you, Madam.

Do you know who locked my room?

The general.

The general?

[Reminiscing the fallen flowers of dawn at dusk.]

General, why did you lock my room?

You weren't in, so it needs to be locked.

I'm out of ink. Grind some for me.

Isn't it normal for a wife to grind ink for her husband?

This inkstone is a little far away.

Come over here.

It's still a little inconvenient.

Come over here.

General, you don't look like you want to continue writing.

Return my room key to me. I should get going.

Key?

The key... dropped into the lake. You can only sleep here.

Why would a married couple sleep in separate rooms?

General, why are you teasing me again? I'm leaving.

Because I saw a painting.

What painting?

Have you seen this painting before?

♫ Biding the springs and autumns of the world with a big dream, but you still recognized my eyes after our separation ♫

♫ Endless love and hate remain while dwelling on old grudges, like the shining stars ♫

♫ Taking a stroll with a few people like age-old yearning turns into wine ♫

♫ A face may change easily, but the heart remains unchanging until my hair turns white ♫