"It turns out that my image in the eyes of the Seventh Princess is so unbearable. I'm really sad. Can the Seventh Princess put down your respectful hand? If you hold me down like this, I'm about to die."
Linghujie pretended to look like he was about to expire.
"You're so sad, give me back fifty taels, or I'll beat you up every time I see you."
Baoer calmly loosened his grip on his collar and clapped his palms in disgust.
She, Jian Baoer, was the only one who deceived others, but she was deceived by this Linghu Jie. How could she not be angry?
Such a shameful thing, she really wants to kill someone and silence her
Linghujie patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "It turns out it's only fifty taels. I was so afraid that the Seventh Princess would charge interest."
"Humph, you still don't want to pay it back?"
"Repay, repay, of course you have to repay, you should repay."
"Bring it" and open your palm, not polite at all
Linghujie searched for a long time, then slapped his forehead and said, "I used my silver to rent a carriage today, but I didn't leave any of it. How about another day..."
"Linghujie..." Bao'er's face was extremely ugly. Even if she was stupid, she could tell that he was playing tricks on her.
"What's the matter? Seventh Princess?"
Linghujie was very happy
"Go to hell!"
Bao'er was so angry that he was shaking all over and couldn't help but fly over——
Linghujie had noticed her move a long time ago and easily dodged it. However, her kick missed and she lost her footing.
Linghujie laughed, squatted on the ground, gently shook the inconspicuous paper fan, and said very leisurely,
"Seventh Princess, why are you lying on the dirt? Does it make you feel happy just lying down like this?"
"You can also lie down and try it."
Bao'er was thrown so hard that he felt pain all over his body. It was this stinky scholar. If he didn't avoid it, wouldn't he be fine?
Why avoid it?
Seeing that he didn't have the strength to restrain a chicken, he didn't expect that he was more agile than her.
"Seventh Princess, do you need my help?"
Linghujie asked with concern, but he kept shaking the fan in his hand without any intention of helping.
snort
"Ah, Master Mowen is here."
"Hey, isn't this the seventh princess?"
"Oh my god, the seventh princess actually hooked up with Master Mowen."
…
The next moment, a group of colorful people came swarming over
Bao'er had already stood up, but was pushed hard by them and fell to the mud again with a "bang" sound.
Fortunately it was mud, otherwise I would have suffered internal injuries if I fell like this.
By the time she stood up unsteadily again, Linghujie was already surrounded by a crowd of people.
She could only stand there and watch these women being nymphomaniacs
"Master, what is your relationship with this woman? Do you really not like to hook up with married women like in the pornographic books?"
Master? Yanben?
Couldn't it be such a damn coincidence that Linghujie is Mowen's lascivious master?
"Master, can you give me the fan you have... as a token of love?"
Order a love token?
Bao'er's face twitched. No wonder he said that many people wanted his fan but it turned out to be aimed at women.
"Okay, I'll give you one hundred taels of this fan," came Linghujie's relaxed voice.
"Okay, I want one hundred taels."
"No, I want it first."
"Two hundred taels, master, give me two hundred taels."
"I have five hundred taels, good master, just give it to me."
…
The bidding kept getting louder, and Bao'er almost lost his temper. His fan was just a piece of blank paper, and these women actually regarded him as his darling.
Moreover, the price was even as high as one thousand taels!