The person depicted a squirrel in his painting, the creature looking adorably foolish, yet curiously, its eyes were touched with two strokes of purple. Servants said, "I have never seen such a peculiar squirrel before. Why does it have purple eyes?" The moment the servants brought it up, the man was taken aback, as if he was recalling a piece of the past... During the summer of that year, a baby’s cries suddenly filled the villa. After a "Doctor" put away his blood-soaked tools, he looked at the person on the bed, "Eight pounds and four ounces, quite healthy. Have you thought of a name for him?" The man pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Let’s call him Wu Wang." Wu Wang, was also hopelessness. If one does not forget in their heart, naturally, there is no need to forget. Elsewhere, in the Jiangnan Area. Rumors abounded that the Seventh Princess, afflicted with a chronic illness, had laid eyes on a man during a fleeting glimpse some days prior. That man was handsome and elegant, but habitually wore a ghost face mask with a green face and fierce teeth, and what was peculiar was that he, clearly in his early twenties, had hair white as snow. For this man, the Seventh Princess ordered the city sealed and a house-to-house search, but it was all in vain. The man seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth. In the end, with no recourse left, the Seventh Princess started capturing people. Any male over seven feet tall was taken away to be inspected one by one, to see if the man was hiding among them. But as the man remained unfound, public unrest grew. She had detained so many that complaints reverberated throughout the common people. Of course, out of fear of the Seventh Princess’s power, no one dared to protest openly, yet resentment built up in their hearts, waiting for the right moment to explode en masse. As the end of the year approached, Shujun, who had stayed at home, finally had her companion return. The mistress was back. The mistress had grown slightly taller. When she left, she was a little over 1.6 meters; upon her return, she was now 1.7 meters. Though still shorter compared to other women and slightly thinner in frame, she had indeed grown taller than before. "I think I can still grow taller!" Clothed in a purple jacket, she would always cover her hair color when outside and even made herself a pair of contact lenses to conceal her purple irises. However, at home, she no longer needed to hide. Her purple hair had been a dark, dusky purple, but over the past year, her eyes changed from having just a hint of purple to a pure, deep violet, and her long hair had turned into a light purple hue. The changes that had happened to her over the year were quite significant. And these changes were not merely physical. Shujun missed her deeply, "My mistress, you were gone for so long, did you ever think of me?" Her brisk response, "I thought of you every day, night and day!" "Where did my mistress go?" Although the mistress, like Yixuan, occasionally sent letters home during her outings, he knew she had visited many places, nearly traveling all over the area north of the Changjiang River within the year. The two nestled on the warm kang, with her leaning in the man’s embrace, counting on her fingers, listing all the places she had been. Shujun laughed, then hugged his mistress, rubbing his chin against her neck tenderly. They spoke not of the matters of the upcoming year, and after the New Year’s festivities were over, the mistress left again. The day he saw off his mistress, Shujun was smiling on the outside, but inside he clenched his fists so hard he almost ground his teeth to bits. Last time, the mistress left with Yue Ning; this time, she took his second brother, Shu Yu, along.