My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

However, Hui completely misjudged the values ​​of women in ancient times.

After a moment of surprise, Yu Youwei questioned Hui: "In your heart, young master, is Youwei just a lowly woman who is content with illicit sexual relations?"

"Although Youwei comes from a brothel and has wasted her life in the world, she still knows the basic virtues of a woman: 'Be quiet and chaste, keep your chastity and order, act with a sense of shame, and behave with propriety.' Even if Young Master Lin remains impotent for life, Youwei will remain chaste for him and support him for the rest of her life."

"..." Hui was speechless at this moment, and was very surprised by the thought process of ancient women, who did not even care about their husbands' impotence! Are they crazy!

However, the more Yu Youwei acted this way, the more Huiyue felt she couldn't harm her: "You don't have to be like this. You can find a man who loves you, cherishes you, and allows you to be a complete woman."

“Young Master Lin is indeed the one! All other men in the world are obsessed with Youwei’s body, but only you truly care about Youwei’s happiness and even tell Youwei such a private matter. Youwei is blessed by heaven to have met such a kindred spirit as Young Master Lin, and she is already extremely satisfied. She wishes to stay by Young Master Lin’s side for the rest of her life, to be of one heart and mind forever, and never leave him.”

"You, sigh, you've just been blinded by momentary excitement. Here's what we'll do: three days. If you haven't changed your mind by then, come find me at Hongfu Inn."

In the end, Hui chose to slip away, letting time heal all wounds. She believed she would think things through once she calmed down.

“Alright, Youwei is willing to wait for your reply, young master.”

"Since we've agreed, I'll be going now."

"Young Master, wait a moment." Yu Youwei said, taking out a small, exquisitely crafted wooden box from the inner room and handing it to Hui. "Young Master Lin, the thousand taels of gold that Youwei promised are all in here. Please take a look."

Yu Youwei opened the box.

Suddenly,

Hui's eyes hurt from the dazzling golden light!

The small wooden box was filled with small gold bars, about ten in total.

This was the first time in Hui's life that she had seen gold up close like this, and she was so captivated by the gold that she couldn't take her eyes off it.

Seeing Hui's bewildered expression as he stared at the gold, Yu Youwei teased, "Does Young Master Lin really like gold?"

Hui said awkwardly, "No, it's just the first time I've seen so many."

Yu Youwei said meaningfully, "If you marry me, young master, I will have many more things like this."

"Well, that depends on fate."

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After leaving Yu Youwei's room, Hui, carrying a small wooden box, turned left and right in the floating boat, preparing to leave.

As Hui was walking through a corridor, a person appeared in front of her and blocked her way.

“Young Master Lin, my master has long admired your talent and has prepared a banquet to invite you to a gathering.”

This person was none other than Wei Yi, the personal bodyguard of the Eighth Prince Xia Yuxuan.

Hui recognized the man as the personal bodyguard of the Eighth Prince, Xia Yuxuan.

Hui had absolutely no intention of having anything to do with the royal family, so she declined, saying, "It's getting late today, let's do it tomorrow."

"I'm leaving the capital tomorrow. Then your prince can do whatever he wants."

After Hui finished speaking, she tried to walk past the guard in front of her and continue on her own path.

However, Wei Yi reached out and stopped Hui again.

“Young Master Lin, my lord has been waiting for you for a long time. It would be best if you went there now.”

Hui raised an eyebrow, a dangerous smile appearing on her face, and looked at Wei Yi, asking, "Oh, so I'm not going?"

Chapter 197 The Old Man

After Hui finished speaking, her internal energy began to circulate rapidly, her blood and qi surged, and her strength was ready to be unleashed. She was just waiting for the slightest disagreement to kill the person in front of her.

Hui didn’t know if it was just her imagination, but she felt like she was becoming more and more cruel. She was incredibly accepting of killing people, as if it were just like eating or drinking, without any psychological or physical pressure.

Especially in terms of ideology, there's always this crazy idea that 'why bother arguing when you can just kill the other person and solve the problem?' It's practically anti-peace, anti-civilization, and anti-primate.

Wei Yi felt immense pressure at this moment. As a martial artist, he naturally knew that his opponent was about to make a move.

In particular, he could feel the surging internal energy within the other party's body, which was already subtly stirring up waves of air.

Danger!

The other side is preparing to kill!

Even among second-rate masters, there are differences, especially for martial artists, whose lives hang by a thread; a slight difference can determine life or death.

He had witnessed Hui's actions and could tell that Hui was a seasoned practitioner with profound internal strength among the second-tier level, far superior to himself. Although the outcome of the life-or-death battle was uncertain, he was undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

Wei Yi was now somewhat uncertain: was the person in front of him really Consort Hui in disguise?

You should know that Consort Hui was notoriously ignorant, weak and incompetent, unlike this Young Master Lin, who is a ruthless person who would kill someone at the slightest disagreement.

He was now in a dilemma. On the one hand, he was unsure whether Hui would take action if he threatened her again; on the other hand, he had to carry out the Eighth Prince's orders.

Just as Wei Yi was at a stalemate, an old but powerful voice rang out from behind.

"Wei Yi, why haven't you invited Young Master Lin over yet?"

Suddenly hearing a sound, Hui turned around and saw an old man standing five steps behind her.

The old man was tall and thin, with a full head of silver hair. He wore a simple brown robe, his temples were snow-white, and his eyes, though slightly sunken, were bright and spirited.

Standing there alone, he possessed a unique charm that was perfectly rounded and self-contained, as if he were in his own world, with the universe at his fingertips.

The old man also shifted his gaze to Hui. Hui's whole body stiffened, like prey being stalked by an eagle, and the hairs on her body stood on end!

Danger!

Too dangerous!

Cold sweat soaked Hui's back.

'Grandmaster!'

'This old man is a true grandmaster!'

Hui had only this thought in her mind.

Generally speaking, the three levels of internal energy—third-rate, second-rate, and first-rate—represent the strength of a martial artist's internal force. This strength refers not only to the internal force stored in the martial artist's dantian, but also to the maximum internal force the martial artist can instantly unleash, the efficiency of the meridians in absorbing and transforming qi, and so on.

Compared to third-rate masters, second-rate masters have fully opened up the twelve main meridians of the human body. Their internal energy circulates throughout their bodies, constantly expanding and strengthening the capacity of the twelve main meridians and the dantian until they reach their own limit.

At this point, a first-rate martial artist can release and utilize more than ten times the amount of internal energy that a second-rate master can. At the same time, their dantian also expands further, and the amount of internal energy they can store is also more than ten times that of a second-rate master.

However, even such a top-notch expert is powerless against a grandmaster.

Top-tier experts can achieve this through abundant resources and the meticulous guidance of skilled mentors, but becoming a grandmaster is entirely different.

A grandmaster is a first-rate martial artist who, after purifying and accumulating internal energy to its peak, opens up the meridians throughout the body, allowing all the meridians to be open and the energy to circulate throughout the body. Every meridian, every muscle, and every drop of blood in the body participates in the great circulation of internal energy, making the whole person a unified whole, perfectly round and agile, with energy circulating throughout the body.

This step is extremely difficult, requiring not only innate talent but also control of internal energy and comprehension. This process can only be accomplished by oneself; no one and no rare treasures can help you.

However, once this stage is reached, the internal energy stored in a Grandmaster's dantian and the internal energy that can be released instantly is more than a hundred times that of a first-rate master.

Furthermore, once this level is reached, the flow of internal energy throughout a grandmaster's body will be completely unimpeded, and he can mobilize all of his internal energy in an instant.

With the massive amount of internal energy contained within a grandmaster's body, a single burst of internal energy from his entire body is enough to destroy a small mountain without any medium, relying solely on the internal energy itself. Calling him a human bomb is no exaggeration.

Wei Yi bowed respectfully to the old man, saying, "This humble servant, Wei Yi, greets Elder Mr. Xiao!"

The elderly man, referred to as Elder Xiao, smiled slightly at Wei Yi and said, "Get up." Then he looked at Hui and asked, "Are you the young master Lin whom the prince invited?"

Hui was filled with panic and replied in a low voice, "It is indeed this junior."

"Don't try to use your internal energy to change your voice in front of me. What, do you think I, an old man, can't see through such childish tricks?"

"This junior would certainly not dare!"

A clear and melodious female voice rang out; it was Hui, who had regained her original female voice.

Wei Yi was shocked. He hadn't expected that this Young Master Lin was actually a woman. It seemed that the prince's guess was correct; she was very likely the legendary Consort Hui.

"That's right. Gender is predetermined, so why hide it? Come with me, the prince has been waiting for you for a long time."

After saying this half-jokingly, Old Xiao turned around and led the way for Hui.

At that moment, countless thoughts flashed through Hui's mind about turning around and using her lightness skill to escape, but reason told her that doing so would have terrible consequences. A second-rate martial artist wouldn't even dare to dream of escaping from a grandmaster.

Seeing that Hui remained motionless, Old Xiao turned his head and said, "What, do I have to personally invite you?"

Hui had already given up struggling. She hadn't expected this old man to be so shameless, resorting to force to suppress her without any regard for face.

Actually, this was a misconception that Hui had in her previous life, misled by those idol dramas, thinking that all martial arts practitioners cherished their reputation and would not bully the weak.

In reality, the dominant trend in the martial arts world is the bullying of the weak by the strong, and life-or-death battles rarely occur between people of equal strength.

"This junior would certainly not dare."

Hearing the old man give her an ultimatum, Hui knew that she had no choice but to go today, whether she wanted to or not, so she had no choice but to agree.

Done.

Hui followed the old man and, after several twists and turns, arrived at an elegant private room.

Opening the door, you'll find a private room with a window. Through the open window, you can see the brightly lit pavilions along the Qinhuai River. If you look closely, you can even see the graceful figures of women dancing inside the pavilions.

Turning our attention back to the private room, we saw that a banquet had already been prepared inside.

Upon seeing Elder Xiao, Xia Yuxuan immediately stood up and bowed respectfully: "Elder Xiao, thank you for your trouble."

"Your Highness, there's no need for such formalities."

Old Xiao waved his hand casually, then went to the window of the private room and looked out at something, I don't know.

Wei Yi also came up behind Xia Yuxuan and whispered something in his ear. After he finished speaking, he stood behind Xia Yuxuan, looking down at his nose and inward.

Xia Yuxuan then looked at Hui, cupped his hands in greeting, and said with a smile, "This must be the highly talented Young Master Lin, or Miss Lin, please have a seat!"

Chapter 198 Admit

"Your Highness is too kind. I am not worthy of such praise."

Circumstances dictate actions, and Hui, suppressing her disgust, politely replied to Xia Yuxuan.

Hui's knowledge of this so-called Eighth Prince was limited to what Dong'er remembered.

In Dong'er's memory, she only knew that Xia Yuxuan was the eighth son of the late emperor, and the current emperor Xia Wuwei was the eleventh son of the late emperor.

In addition, although Xia Yuxuan did not hold any official position in the court, he had an excellent reputation both in and out of the court. He was known for his virtue, courtesy, wisdom, talent, and elegance.