A Concubine’s Odyssey

“Wow, my brother only earns two taels a month as a chef in a big restaurant. I can brag about this when I go home!” said a delivery boy, wiping sweat and laughing.

“Alright, the remaining money is all mine!” I swept all the silver to myself and deliberately glared at Ye Suo. Not a single coin for you, hmph, for ruining my cashier’s counter.

How could he not even argue? Doesn’t he look down on me?

Ye Suo smiled, looking like he was holding back laughter, while the shop assistants again cast “the madam is an idiot” glances.

Oh right, even I belong to him, so how could he care about whose money it is? I’m indeed an idiot!

In a daze, I seemed to hear Ye Suo’s resolute voice, “If there is a soul after death, I will protect you for eternity.”

Such a sweet vow, but love is not one-sided protection. I will also protect you for eternity, never letting you suffer the slightest harm. Thinking this, I couldn’t help but curl my lips.

Ye Suo’s embrace was so warm, warm enough to make us abandon all coldness and walk together.

Even standing at the cashier’s counter the next day, I was still smiling sweetly.

“Madam! Madam! Madam! Come back to your senses! Return! Return!” Yan Sha glared at me from the opposite cashier, waving her hands wildly in the air, looking like a spiritual medium.

I then realized the queues had formed at three cashier counters, with only my counter empty – no wonder Yan Sha was glaring at me.

“Aunt Li, Uncle Huang, please come here to check out,” I piled on a smile.

“Madam Ye, are you sure you’re back to your senses?”

“Heh… hehehe.” I laughed awkwardly, my brows furrowing. Had I just looked like a lovesick fool?

“Have you heard? The city officials near the border are searching for people,” the elderly customers began to gossip.

they’ll search here eventually.”

“We haven’t done anything wrong, so we’ll be fine.”

Another elder joined the gossip, “Haven’t you heard? The king of Night Mountain has died, and Prince Chen has come to pay respects.”

Liu Yu? My hand holding goods trembled deeply. He’s here? The king of Night Mountain is dead? Is this a false message spread by the crimson-clothed death squad?

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