My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Now that she had someone other than her master to talk to, she felt like she had found a treasure.

To make Nangong Bingqing happy, Ji Dachuan, despite his limited literacy, insisted on memorizing stories and telling them to her.

Several years later, the two had become very close.

As Nangong Bingqing grew up, she began to develop an interest in the opposite sex, but the only men around her besides her master were Ji Dachuan.

Ji Dachuan was in his early twenties, a time of great masculinity. For Nangong Bingqing, his masculine scent was a strange experience that she found pleasant, desirable, and something she wanted to smell more of.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before the two started dating.

Of the two, one was serious, and the other thought he was serious.

Ji Dachuan was, after all, a virgin. He only had feelings for Nangong Bingqing and kept his relationship within the bounds of propriety. He did not take advantage of the fact that Nangong Bingqing also reciprocated his feelings to completely make her his woman. Instead, he felt unworthy of her because of his inferiority complex.

This very mindset led him to make the biggest mistake of his life: he actually planned to leave the village and Nangong Bingqing to learn martial arts, intending to return and marry her after mastering it!

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Ji Dachuan had already succeeded, and Nangong Bingqing already belonged to him.

If he could just let go of his so-called male pride and be a little shameless, he could completely turn Nangong Bingqing into his woman.

At this point, Nangong Bingqing, who was experiencing love for the first time, would not refuse Ji Dachuan at all.

In this way, in today's society where female chastity is highly valued, Nangong Bingqing will have no choice but to marry him in the future. Even if she doesn't marry him, she will most likely remain unmarried for the rest of her life.

Even in the worst-case scenario, he, Ji Dachuan, is still Nangong Bingqing's first man!

However, Ji Dachuan threw all of that away with his own hands.

He made a promise with Nangong Bingqing to wait for him. After a vow of eternal love, he left the village to venture into the martial world. He experienced hardships and dangers, and survived many near-death experiences. With the blessing of heaven, he had a fortuitous encounter that gave him his martial arts skills and earned him the title of "Overlord Blade" in the martial world.

However, just as he was about to go back to find Nangong Bingqing, he heard that Nangong Bingqing was going to marry the emperor and become his empress.

So he hurried to the capital.

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Now, hearing that the woman who swore eternal love to him is about to marry another man, he is filled with unspeakable bitterness and confusion, and can only drown his sorrows in alcohol, bowl after bowl.

Hui heard the people at the next table talking about Consort Hui, and felt very embarrassed, but luckily no one recognized her.

Seeing Ji Dachuan drinking, Hui initially thought that this was the typical eating habit of people in the martial arts world: they would eat some dishes and then drink alcohol as a sweet beverage instead of rice.

Therefore, this table presents a bizarre scene in the eyes of outsiders.

A burly man was drowning his sorrows in alcohol, while his woman was quietly enjoying her food.

However, gradually, even Hui, who was slow to notice, began to realize that something was wrong.

Because Ji Dachuan had already drunk two jars, the third jar was almost empty.

"Um, Brother Ji, are you alright?" Hui asked tentatively, unsure if this was a common practice in the martial arts world.

Ji Dachuan didn't use his internal energy to intoxicate himself, and he's already somewhat drunk.

Fueled by alcohol, he asked Hui, seemingly talking to himself, "Hey, tell me, what do you women really want? Why do you go back on your word?"

Upon hearing this, Hui was overwhelmed by a strange sense of déjà vu, and an absurd thought popped into her head: 'Brother Ji, could it be that you've broken up with your boyfriend?'

"Hey, Brother Ji, try to think positively. As the saying goes, there are plenty of fish in the sea, and breastfeeding is the best! Ugh, no, why be hung up on just one flower?"

Women are plentiful in this world, and Brother Ji is so rich, even if he gets rejected by a woman, he can just buy a maid or something and raise her as a wife!

Hui was speaking her true thoughts. From Dong'er's memories, Hui knew that indentured servitude was permitted in this world.

The price of a maidservant, even a regular one, was only five taels of silver. One tael of silver was not low in this world; it could be exchanged for 1000 copper coins. An ordinary family could only earn 3 or 400 copper coins a year by saving every penny, so a maidservant costing five taels of silver was not something an ordinary family could afford.

However, maids at this price point are usually quite young, unable to do physical labor, and have no special skills; the master needs to raise them slowly.

A skillful, beautiful girl with a special talent can be worth ten or twenty taels of silver. Dong'er was sold for twenty taels of silver back then.

However, in this world, the price of a horse starts at twenty taels of silver, and a better horse can cost several hundred or even a thousand taels. This is because the Xia Dynasty did not raise horses; they were all imported from the northern nomadic tribes and were considered high-end goods.

Therefore, in Hui's eyes, Ji Dachuan is a man with horses, that is, a nouveau riche, just like the wealthy man who drove a Lamborghini in his previous life.

After hearing Hui's bizarre answer, Ji Dachuan's mind was filled with questions. 'What is "raising a wife"? He knew about breastfeeding, but what did that have to do with what he was asking?' He felt even more frustrated. He felt he had never understood women. He hadn't understood Nangong Bingqing a few years ago, and now he couldn't even understand a young girl's words. Perhaps this was why she left him!

Meanwhile, the people at the next table continued their lively conversation.

Upon hearing this, the man looked puzzled and said, "Huh? I remember the Emperor's favorite was that so-called wicked concubine who brought ruin to the country—Consort Hui?"

"Are you from the mountains? That's news from hundreds of years ago. Consort Hui was beaten to death long ago for poisoning Consort Nangong."

"What did you say! Say it again!" Ji Dachuan slammed down his bowl and shouted angrily.

Upon hearing that Nangong Bingqing had been poisoned, Ji Dachuan could no longer control his emotions. His angry shout unconsciously contained his inner strength, which made everyone in the hall feel numb.

He stood up and walked up to the man, demanding, "Where did you hear this news? How is Nangong Bingqing? Is she in any danger?"

When the man saw Ji Dachuan's fierce and menacing demeanor, especially with the cracks that had been trodden into the hard stone floor, he immediately recognized Ji Dachuan as a martial artist.

He stammered, "I only heard it from others in the restaurant, but Consort Nangong is fine, and Consort Hui's conspiracy failed."

"No, I have to go see her myself." After saying that, Ji Dachuan grabbed his Dragon Scale Purple Gold Blade and strode out of the inn without saying another word. He was going to break into the palace that night to find Nangong Bingqing.

It left only a group of passersby in a surprised discussion.

"Could that be the legendary internal energy martial artist?"

"Definitely! Didn't you see the ground under his seat was cracked from being trampled? That takes a lot of strength!"

"Hey, look at the woman the martial arts master brought. I didn't notice her before, but now that I see her, she's so beautiful!"

"Shh—you're insane! You dare talk about a martial artist's woman? Don't you have a death wish!"

"Haha, just kidding, just kidding..."

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When Hui stood up and asked Ji Dachuan the question, even if she was naive, she knew who Ji Dachuan had in his heart.

My pleasant dining mood was instantly enveloped by a sense of crisis, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over my head, leaving me feeling cold all over.

Originally, she wanted to curry favor with Ji Dachuan, but now she only wants to avoid him.

Although Hui had no intention of avenging Dong'er, her lack of such intention did not mean that Emperor Xia and Nangong Bingqing knew she was alive and would allow her to live.

That pair of scoundrels, one a scumbag and the other a swan with her neck held high above the sky, let them fight it out, and just be an outsider and a spectator.

However, Ji Dachuan has a connection with Nangong Bingqing, and he's the kind of person who's a simp.

'Indeed, in the end, you can't rely on anyone but yourself.'

We must get out of here immediately.

Long after Ji Dachuan left, the waiter approached Hui and cautiously said, "Miss, look at the bill and the floor..."

Hui didn't have any money on her, but as if she had thought of something, she turned to the waiter and smiled sweetly, saying, "I am the wife of that man. My husband is an impatient person and always forgets things when things are urgent. Please move his luggage and horses that he left here over, and cancel my two rooms. I will compensate for the damage to the floor and the cost of the meal. As for the money for the room reservation, you can keep it as a reward."

"Ah—oh! Okay, madam! I'll take you to get it right away." The waiter was a little stunned when he saw Hui smiling at him.

He didn't suspect anything, since the two had come together. Although he had wondered if they were a couple but had booked two rooms, for the inn, making money was the most important thing. As long as someone compensated them for their losses, that was fine. He shouldn't concern himself with things that weren't his business.

As for taking Ji Dachuan's horse and luggage for himself, they didn't dare treat a martial artist who was clearly a master as such.

Hui took the luggage handed to her by the waiter and carefully looked through it. Inside the luggage were some bottles and jars, clothes, and a huge sum of fifty taels of silver.

Hui generously compensated the inn with five taels of silver, then led his horse away from the "Hongfu" inn.

Chapter 181 Fake Documents

It was already dark, but the streets were still bustling with people, filled with the cries of vendors, the chatter of pedestrians, and the sounds of haggling and arguing. It was a lively and lively scene.

Hui walked alone, leading her horse and carrying a bundle, along the ancient streets. The capital of the Xia Dynasty was very large. Hui walked in a fixed direction for more than an hour, and it was still the same streets, still bustling with traffic.

Finally, with the help of a street vendor, Hui arrived at an inn called "Yuelai Inn".

This inn is much more impressive than the previous "Hongfu Inn," which is why Hui chose it; after all, a proper inn has a higher safety rating.

Hui dared not stay outside for long, after all, she was a weak woman who could not even kill a chicken, and she was prone to trouble.

Upon entering the inn, one could see that there were very few people eating in the lobby, and a man and a woman dressed in martial arts attire were processing the formalities at the counter.

Both men and women were dressed in tight-fitting outfits. The difference was that the men's outfits were dark green all over, without any frills, and everything was designed to be light and practical. The women's outfits, in addition to black underwear, also included a pink, fitted, and bottomless skirt with a cinched waist. In particular, the dark silk sash tied around the waist accentuated the women's slender figures.

At that moment, the sharp-eyed Hui saw the shopkeeper smiling broadly as he handed two documents back to the couple.

After receiving the document, the couple turned and went upstairs.

After the two left, it was Hui's turn.

Hui felt nervous from the moment she saw those two documents.

She now realized that in ancient times, one needed an "identity card" to stay at an inn, and that she seemed to be an unregistered resident, the kind of person who would surely die if her identity were exposed.

As for how Ji Dachuan checked her identity documents at Hongfu Inn, Hui guessed that Ji Dachuan had them, which was why he didn't check hers.

The innkeeper looked at Hui with a friendly expression, not at all surprised that Hui was only 14 years old and staying at the inn. He had seen all kinds of guests when he ran the inn.

"Sir, you've come at the perfect time! We only have one superior room left..." the owner said kindly.

Hui didn't know how to answer him. If she said she didn't have that kind of identity document, would they report her to the authorities and have her arrested? Just thinking about it made Hui break out in a cold sweat, and she couldn't help but want to turn around and run away.

"Sir! Sir!"

The boss's eyes were initially friendly, but when he saw that Hui didn't respond, he began to look puzzled.

Hui had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I'm not here to stay; I'm looking for someone. I got separated from my brother. Have you seen anyone here...?"

"If you see it, please tell me the truth, and this tael of silver is yours."

After saying that, Hui took out a tael of silver, placed her fair hand on the counter, and forced herself to appear calm and composed.

The shopkeeper, seeing the silver in Hui's hands, immediately forgot his doubts and smiled broadly again: "Of course, of course, sir, I'll help you find it right away!"

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The search returned nothing, of course.

After all, this is just a character that Hui made up.

After giving the silver tael to the innkeeper, Hui left the inn, led her horse, and departed.

Hui didn't know where she was going; she just wandered around aimlessly.