Fifteen years later, when she returned from England, she had let those who had hurt her repent, but she did not think that she would ruin his good fortune. He was the most respected young master of the sixteen northern provinces, the eldest son of the governor's mansion. He put his arm around her waist and whispered into her ear, "How are you going to compensate me for spoiling my good fortune?" She held the newly acquired Browning against his waist. "How are you going to pay?" "..."