Flower Qingcheng, a female special agent from Huaguo in the 22nd century, accidentally fell into the sea while on a mission. When she woke up, Flower Qingcheng found that she had transmigrated, and...
Finally, after Hua Qingcheng plundered all the money in the house and pawned the jewelry that her mother and father had given to Mu Lige, she collected two taels of silver and finally got to meet the legendary top master of Lanyan Pavilion.
Although Yu Xiaotian was very scared of the woman in front of him who had a face covered in thick makeup, eyebrows drawn as thick as a caterpillar, cheeks painted as if they were covered with big red oval stickers, and a bloody mouth, he still played a lingering song for her very professionally.
After finally scraping together two taels of silver, Hua Qingcheng only managed to listen to the beauty play a song and couldn't even touch her hand. However, Hua Qingcheng was still hopelessly infatuated with Yu Xiaotian from Lanyan Pavilion.
Finally, Hua Qingcheng's chance came.
A wealthy businessman took a fancy to Yu Xiaotian and planned to pay a large sum to redeem him. Upon hearing this, Hua Qingcheng spent three days catching a king cricket in the fields. Every day, she shamelessly pestered the businessman to gamble with her. If he won, she would give him the king cricket, and if she won, Yu Xiaotian would be hers.
The wealthy businessman, who had no particular hobbies but a fondness for cricket fighting, actually agreed. Hua Qingcheng, seemingly blessed by luck, had won the most glorious gamble of her life, despite losing nine out of ten times. Yu Xiaotian, still a chaste courtesan, passed from the wealthy businessman to Hua Qingcheng. In high spirits, Hua Qingcheng even gave the cricket king to the businessman, and both parties were delighted.
However, the situation was exactly the same as before. Every time Hua Qingcheng wanted to sleep with Yu Xiaotian, she would either feel pain here or discomfort there. After the novelty of her husband, who she could only look at but not eat, wore off, this weak little husband became Hua Qingcheng's punching bag.
Whether Hua Qingcheng lost money gambling or was simply in a bad mood, she would beat Yu Xiaotian with a thin bamboo stick. Later, because she owed gambling debts to Changlefang, at the instigation of Hua Youcai, Hua Qingcheng came up with the idea of selling Yu Xiaotian to pay off the debts.
"Wife, please! Please don't sell Xiaotian, okay? Hua Fugui is not a good person. Xiaotian doesn't want to be her fifth concubine! From now on, Xiaotian will work more and eat less!"
Half an hour before Hua Fugui and his men arrived, Yu Xiaotian knelt in the front yard of the Hua family's old house, begging Hua Qingcheng non-stop. Although his wife treated him badly, his three brothers treated him very well. Yu Xiaotian, who had a rough life and had lived with a beggar woman since childhood, did not want to leave.
"Yes, my wife. Fourth brother is a very good boy, please don't sell him." Mu Lige pulled Situ Ye and Han Yichen to kneel down and beg Hua Qingcheng for mercy.
"Hmph! You yellow-faced bastards, if you keep nagging I'll divorce you all!" Hua Qingcheng snorted coldly in displeasure.
"Wife, are you really going to be so cruel?"
Two lines of hot tears suddenly welled up in Yu Xiaotian's clear peach-blossom eyes, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.
Just as Yu Xiaotian was about to bang his head against the ground, Hua Qingcheng grabbed him and dragged him towards the front gate. Yu Xiaotian struggled to break free from Hua Qingcheng, and in panic, he pushed her. Hua Qingcheng stumbled, fell backward, and hit the ground... dead!
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Xuanming came to Hua's house to look for his apprentice. He mobilized his inner strength and played a song "Chasing Water and Flowing Flowers" with his icy jade flute, but he knocked Yu Xiaotian, who was milking Xiaobai's goat in the front yard, unconscious.
Yu Xiaotian woke up with a headache. It was probably four quarters past midnight.
Although the Yu family members were not skilled in martial arts, they possessed extraordinary mental strength. Xuanming's flute music inadvertently evoked Yu Haotian's previously forcibly sealed memories.
"It turns out that there has never been a person named Yu Xiaotian..."
Two lines of tears quietly slid down Yu Haotian's handsome face.