The Runaway Consort

The man shook his head, making a hurt expression: “Tsk tsk, you’ve already forgotten your life-saving benefactor? How heartless!

I then remembered that my stomach illness had almost caused me to faint by the roadside, and then I met an incredibly self-loving person – the man standing before me.

I curled my lips and casually replied, “Oh, it’s you!”

“Oh? Remember now?” The man raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.

I retorted unhappily: “A man as self-loving as you, I’m sure few people would forget!”

The man shrugged unconcernedly, looking pleased: “Alright, let me introduce myself! This young master is the legendary handsome, suave, elegant – the carefree young master, Feng Chi.”

I was stunned! This dialogue… why does it sound so familiar?

I threw three words at him: “Fei Xiaoran!”

Feng Chi was momentarily confused, asking blankly: “What?”

“My name!”

Someone heard this and immediately glared at me indignantly: “Hey, aren’t you being a bit too petty? I’m just charging you a hundred taels of silver. Do you have to be so venomous?”

I raised my eyebrow nonchalantly and replied, “Likewise!”

I don’t know that this young lady is famous for wanting money more than her life. Wanting to take a hundred taels from me so easily? Not a chance…

A hundred taels, don’t even think about it.

Someone finally became a bit smarter, tilting their head to size me up and said: “It seems you don’t plan to give me those hundred taels?”

I didn’t even think and immediately answered, “That’s right!”

No money, but one life – in any case, this young lady just won’t pay. I don’t believe this guy can do anything to me…

Someone touched their chin, making a serious thinking expression. After a while, they looked at me and said: “Since there’s no money, I won’t prepare food for you. As for the medical expenses you owe, you can stay and work to pay off the debt!”

“What, what?” I opened my eyes in disbelief.

Are you kidding me? I’m a perfectly good imperial consort, and I’m going to come here to do odd jobs for this guy? Am I still dreaming in broad daylight?

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