I took some less-traveled shortcuts back to my room, changed into women’s clothing, and dressed as Yan Ling had taught me. I marveled at my reflection—I’m actually a beautiful woman! A true example of beauty and wisdom combined!
My purpose in coming back was simple: pack my bags and leave. I’d earned enough salary, and it was time to go home. I’d been in the palace for over two months. As they say, plan your year in spring, so in this beautiful spring, I’d better escape the imperial palace! If I’m constantly being threatened with charges, there’s no fun in staying. Deceiving the emperor is a serious crime—it could cost me my head!
Thinking about this made me shiver. There wasn’t much to pack anyway; I had only brought some clothes and my precious bag. I neatly folded my work clothes and placed them by the bed, tidying the blankets as well. Since I’m leaving, I shouldn’t cause too much trouble. As for the precious sword Shang gave me, I decided to keep it as a memento or for self-defense. It’s quite valuable, and only a fool would return such a treasure.
I rummaged through my drawers and pulled out the writing materials that hadn’t been used in years. I opened the ink, picked up the brush, and started writing. What I was writing? Just some old farewell lines, but since it was for Xiao Shang, I was especially careful. After finishing, I looked at it and thought, “Not bad at all!” My calligraphy skills from modern times weren’t learned in vain—these characters are no less than those of the ancients!
The letter was written, the luggage was packed, it was time to go. I’d soon be chased by someone. Who knew I’d be so unlucky today, running into that brat Mo Ran right after leaving. He looked at me with wide eyes, mouth agape, “Han… Han?!”
He stared at my women’s clothing, unable to believe I was a woman. He exclaimed, “Oh my God!! I’m not a man anymore!!” I responded, “Huh? What are you talking about?” He kept three meters away, shocked: “You… you’re a woman?!”
