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He knew it.
Then the group strolled down the street.
"This is the world of martial arts, so boring," Spiritual Incense said, fanning herself with a small fan, while Mel carried her bags beside her.
Jinse pouted, "I want to drink Mint Water."
Nearby, there was a small stall where a middle-aged woman wearing a headscarf was calling out, "Mint Water! Mint Water!"
Xuan Li paid a couple of silver coins and casually handed a cup to Jinse, then continued walking ahead without looking back.
Jinse held the Mint Water, her face flushed.
"Miss, your change. Mint Water costs three coins."
"Oh," she replied, taking the change, finishing the drink, returning the wooden cup, and then hurried after the others.
"Fengyin, why are you all here? Where's Emperor Xuan?"
"Shh," Spiritual Incense said after taking a bite of wonton and sipping some soup. "Sister Jinse, when we're out, don't call me brother like that!" She then buried her head back into her food.
"Fengyin."
"Chomp chomp, hmm?"
No wonder they are all here; both Fengyin and Spiritual Incense want to eat wontons, so Hibiscus and Mel are accompanying them. But what about Xuan Li?
"You all eat, I'll go take a look," Jinse said as she spotted Xuan Li standing in a bustling area, raising an eyebrow as if watching a show.
Jinse hurried over with small steps, her face flushed as she looked up, "Prince Xuan, I want to go in and watch."
So Xuan Li took Jinse and squeezed inside.
"Woo woo woo, my father is dead, woo woo woo, selling myself to bury my father, please some wealthy gentleman save me, woo woo woo."
"Is that her father? Why does he look not much older?" Jinse frowned. "She seems really pitiful."
"Please, any kind-hearted gentleman save me! As a servant girl, I am willing to offer myself." The girl was quite charming but had a loud voice.
Jinse furrowed her brows. If she needed a gentleman to save her, could she save her instead?
"Difficult Woman, sigh, you can be so shameless. This is clearly..." A louder cry from the woman interrupted. "Which kind-hearted gentleman will save me? I am willing to offer myself."
People nearby were pointing and whispering, seemingly saying she was a bad woman and deserved it. Well, she was a bad person; the dead should be buried properly.
Jinse waved her small hand. "Miss, please stop crying."
"This, your father's burial is important. How much silver do you need?"
"Miss, don't pay attention to this woman; she truly brought this upon herself."
The people around sighed.
"Ah, young master, thank you for your compassion. Just one or two silver will suffice; it doesn't take much to bury someone." The woman called the Difficult Woman knelt on the ground.
Young master? She is not a young master.
"Here is one or two silver. You can go bury your father now. It's truly unfortunate that your father died so young, Xuan Li, let's go." Jinse placed one or two silver coins beside the woman and intended to leave with Xuan Li.
"Young master! You have given me silver; I am now yours. Please wait a moment." The woman called the Difficult Woman grabbed Xuan Li's robe.
Jinse widened his eyes. What does this have to do with Xuan Li? He squatted down, trying to pull the woman away from Xuan Li's robe, but she held on tightly.
"Miss, aren't you going to bury your father? We have things to attend to and must leave. You don't need to become a servant. Please hurry and bury your father." Jinse said helplessly.
The crowd watching sighed again, "The world is declining; how can there be such shameless women?"
"I have one or two silver here; whoever helps me bury him will get half of it," the Difficult Woman said, raising the silver in her hand.
Sighs and snickers echoed through the crowd once more.
"Miss, quickly take your Husband and leave; this woman cannot stay by your side," an Old Man carrying a stick said to Jinse.
"Husband?" Jinse was stunned.
"Wife, let's go," Xuan Li smiled, taking Jinse's small hand and walking outside.
The woman called Difficult Woman stubbornly clung to Xuan Li's clothing, but she was easily brushed aside.
"Young master, wait!" Difficult Woman stood up and chased after them, completely disregarding the dead person behind her.
"Oh my goodness, A Niu, what kind of woman have you picked up?" The Old Man, with tears in his eyes, picked up the dead body from the ground.
"This child died unjustly; he has grievances. Everyone, help me carry A Niu back home." The Old Man, just coming from the fields, heard the villagers say that this woman was behaving like this. Although A Niu was not from a wealthy family, he was not in dire straits either. Why would she come to sell herself for a burial? The Old Man shook his head and sighed, "A Niu, do not hold a grudge; I will take you back."
The body of A Niu was indeed heavy; it took eight strong men to carry him back.
"Young master, I am yours in life and your ghost in death!" The woman called Difficult Woman relentlessly pursued them.
"Xuan Brother, why do you look so grim?" Mel, who was pouring water for Spiritual Incense, saw that Xuan Li and Jinse had returned. Jinse was crying uncontrollably, while Xuan Li had a dark expression on his face.
"It's nothing," he replied impatiently. He had just encountered a madwoman. He had been holding Jinse's hand when that woman unexpectedly pushed her away and into another man's arms. Jinse was startled and immediately burst into tears. She was already prone to crying, and once she started, it was like a flood—uncontrollable, leaving his sleeves soaked with her tears and snot. That wasn't even the worst part; the key issue was that the woman had forcibly pulled Jinse away to get close to him. Having navigated through the intrigues of the palace, he had never seen such a person before. One was crying heartbreakingly while the other wore a fawning expression. His head throbbed painfully, especially seeing Jinse cry made his heart ache deeply.
"Jinse, stop crying," Fengyin patted her shoulder as she sobbed uncontrollably.
"Please give me back my silver, I won't save you anymore, sob sob sob."
Xuan Li's face had already turned pale, and he couldn't help but laugh at the situation.
"Young Master, my name is He Huan," the woman said shyly. When she first saw Xuan Li, she thought she had encountered an unparalleled beauty, but now she realized that all three of them were stunning, especially the man in white, who was extraordinarily handsome. He Huan felt a thrill inside; she was truly happy, as her enchanting era had finally arrived! However, seeing the elderly Fengyin beside the exquisite White-Clad Handsome Man made her feel jealous because not only Fengyin but all the women here made her, who always prided herself on her beauty, quite unhappy.
"Is your hair dyed? What a cheap trick, it's really ugly." Was this woman insane? Did she have to bite everyone she saw?
Fengyin and Jinse were quietly talking and ignored her. It was Hibiscus who shot a deadly glare at He Huan.
"Are you crazy, woman with grass in your hair? Don't you know your own status?" Who dared to speak like this in front of Spiritual Incense?
"Hmph, you're just a fat girl. The ugliest in our place is someone like you." He Huan dismissed her.
"You!!! Very well!!! This young lady is angry!! Very angry!! Mei Er, hit her for me, slap her!!!! Ah!!!!" Spiritual Incense pointed at He Huan, her eyes wide open. No one had ever dared to speak to her like that; after all, she was the most esteemed princess of the Heavenly Xuan Empire. "Hurry up and hit her!"
"Hitting a woman isn't good..." Mel said cautiously.
"What did you say?" Spiritual Incense elbowed Mel hard in the stomach. "Hurry up!!!"
"Sigh..." Although Mel sighed, he didn't hold back when he struck; he wasn't some soft-hearted person and didn't care how others viewed him. As long as Spiritual Incense was happy, that was enough. Who would have thought that He Huan would grab Mel's arm and say, "Oh my, handsome guy, you hit me so well..."
"Who exactly are you?" Mel was shocked; this was...
"Handsome, I know you are all captivated by my beauty and charmed by my allure. You will be enchanted by me. Not only do I possess a beautiful appearance, but I also have a beautiful voice. The key is, I have a powerful heart. I am the unparalleled beauty, He Huan. Heaven has brought me here to enchant all beings. You... you, every man in this world will bow before me because I am the goddess of reincarnation. Like all the predecessors of reincarnation, I will obtain all the wealth and glory of this world, and all the most handsome men. This is why heaven has allowed me to reincarnate; only through reincarnation can I, the unparalleled beauty He Huan, unify the world and establish my Female Supremacy Empire!" He Huan said beautifully with her eyes closed. "Handsome ones, await my favor!"
When she opened her eyes, only a stray dog drooling was looking at her.
"Xiao Huang... come eat some buns." With that call, the drooling stray dog left... whoosh, the sound of the wind blowing by.
"Tonight is the folk ghost festival; if you keep crying, be careful of the weeping ghost coming to find you," Xuan Li whispered in Jinse's ear.
(This story written by Cheating has no absolute villains; after all, as long as one has a normal mind, no one wants to be a bad person. There aren't many people with a twisted mind in this world; not everyone is a terrorist. Even terrorists have beloved women. So it should be different from other romance stories, where there is always an irredeemably evil antagonist. After all, one's greatest enemy is oneself. The only thing that can hinder two people from being together is themselves.)
A long chapter is coming; it will be available tomorrow.
No more unnecessary words; just a heartfelt statement: everyone hopes that their efforts will yield rewards.
Starting from the new Jianghu chapter, the characters in the story will begin to grow and refine themselves.
Of course, their relationships will also face tests.
The Goddess mentioned in the synopsis will also appear, so it is definitely worth looking forward to.
This novel costs just a few bucks; I hope readers can support legitimate reading because behind every piece of writing lies the author's struggles and tears!
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