When Jing Zhe opened his eyes, he found himself lying in a simple but very clean and rustic room.

My head hurts a little.

That damn idiot went way too far!

There were two figures outside the door, and their conversation could be clearly heard.

One of the voices sounded very familiar; who else could it be but Hanhan?

Jing Zhe wanted nothing more than to rush out and smash his dog's head in—provided he could actually beat him, but then he thought better of it…

"Old Wu, it's one thing for us mountain bandits to rob people, but when have we ever tied someone up and brought them up the mountain? It's a disgrace to us thieves if word gets out!"

"Yeah, it's shameful."

"We tried to kidnap him today but failed to abduct that corrupt official! We're probably going to starve this month!"

"Yeah, we'd be starving."

"You know, this lad is quite handsome. Could it be that the chieftain kidnapped him up the mountain to be his wife?"

"Yes, the bandit's wife."

"..."

After a moment of silence, the man finally said with dissatisfaction, "Hey Lao Wu, can't you have your own opinions? Why are you mimicking me?"

"Did you learn it? No, right?"

"Not yet—the chieftain is here, retreat!"

Before they could finish speaking, the two of them ran away in a flash.

This goofball even has a tendency to repeat himself like a broken record, it's terrifying...

As for the bandit's wife...

Although the female chieftain looked good, she had a terrible temper. Besides, these bandits didn't seem to be doing very well, so keeping them here wasn't a good idea.

It's better to go to Jingzhou!

Jing Zhe sat on the bed, pondering how to get rid of the female chieftain and escape this place.

...

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Immediately afterwards, the woman with long legs strode in.

Jing Zhe looked up and finally saw the female chieftain's face clearly.

Her face was without makeup, yet she was as beautiful as a fairy.

Her expression was serene and peaceful, her beautiful eyes like a pool of autumn water.

So big... oops, so beautiful!

If even a bandit is this beautiful, then the ladies of noble families in Jingzhou must be absolutely stunning.

Thinking about it this way only strengthened Jing Zhe's resolve to go to Jingzhou!

So he stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Chief, I think there's some misunderstanding between us! My trip to Jingzhou was actually to see my elder sister!"

"Your older sister?"

With her willow-leaf eyebrows raised, the female chieftain seemed to have taken an interest.

Jing Zhe was secretly delighted, but his face remained expressionless.

"Yes, my eldest sister is the daughter of the current prime minister. We're going there to seek refuge with her!"

To talk about Jing Zhe's eldest sister, we have to go back to when Jing Wenmao was an official in Jingzhou.

After the Jing couple got married, they had no children. So, Madam Jing adopted six goddaughters, whom she treated as her own and loved dearly.

Doing good deeds for others will eventually bring blessings.

A few years later, the couple had a son, Jing Zhe, in their old age.

When Jing Zhe was six years old, Jing Wenmao was demoted to Pengzhou. At that time, his future was uncertain and his life was in danger. So the Jing couple reluctantly gave away their six adopted daughters to other families. Twelve years passed in the blink of an eye.

In those days, communication was poor. The Jing family only knew that the civil official their eldest daughter followed had risen through the ranks to become prime minister. Their other five daughters had left Jingzhou and had long since disappeared without a trace.

Before his death, Jing Wenmao left a letter and repeatedly told Jing Zhe that if he encountered any difficulties in Jingzhou, he should take this letter to his elder sister.

The daughter of the prime minister is an incredibly powerful second-generation official in this era. Even the bandits should be afraid of her, right?

Sure enough, the female chieftain frowned after hearing what he said.

How many older sisters do you have?

Six!

"Six? Who told you that?"

"..."

Jing Zhe was a little depressed.

I told you my eldest sister is the daughter of the prime minister, and you actually asked me how many sisters I have?

I told you I have six older sisters, and you actually asked who told me that?

Why can't this woman get the point of what she's saying?

Before he could answer, the female chieftain shook her head and said to herself, "No, you have seven older sisters."

"???"

"Your eldest sister is a bandit!"

"You're the bandit! Your whole family—"

Jing Zhe almost swore, but then he thought that her whole family might really be bandits, so he decided not to mention it.

"Aren't you curious to know why I said that?"

No, I don't want to, because you made it all up!

"I am your eldest sister!"

"..."

You don't believe me?

I don't believe you for a second!

"Your name is Jing Zhe because you were born on the day of the Awakening of Insects."

"..."

Jing Zhe remained silent. Anyone who heard his name for the first time would make that association, so it wasn't surprising that they guessed it.

"You have a birthmark on your butt—a plum blossom-shaped mole!"

"!!!"

Jing Zhe jumped up, feeling both ashamed and angry.

"You shameless vixen! You dared to spy on me while I was asleep! I'll fight you to the death!"

After saying that, he rushed forward...

...

When Jing Zhe opened his eyes again, his head hurt even more than before.

Damn, that simpleton is ruthless, but this vixen is even more ruthless!

You want him to be your wife?

No way!

He has a bad temper, uses violent methods, and most importantly, he wants to cosplay his sister—what kind of strange fetish is this?

She is indeed older, but she's not his sister!

If she had initially said she was his second, third, fourth, fifth, or sixth sister, Jing Zhe might have been able to believe her, but she immediately said she was his eldest sister.

Heh, dream on!

My elder sister is a true-blue revolutionary, how can you, a bandit and witch, compare?

Jing Zhe thought bitterly, reached into his inner pocket and rummaged around for a moment, then finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The letter is still there.

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