"Young lady, don't meddle in other people's business. This boy stole my hen that laid eggs. He has to have one of his hands crippled."
The man frowned as he looked at Dou Shiliu, his dissatisfaction likely spreading throughout his entire eye.
He looked at Dou Shiliu and realized that he didn't think Dou Shiliu was a good person; he was a difficult guy to deal with.
Dou Shiliu asked indifferently, "How much?"
"What?"
"I'll say how much."
The man understood; this was a wealthy man who liked to solve problems with money, and he was extremely welcoming.
50 taels of silver
The woman below, seeing this, felt her already injured chest churn even more violently, and was so enraged by this shameless vendor that she vomited blood.
Dou Shiliu, without changing his expression, handed the man a handful of silver coins. "Is that enough?"
The man weighed it in his hand, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes, and immediately said with a grin, "That's enough, that's enough."
"Then why don't you hurry up and get lost?"
Dou Shiliu watched coldly as the man grabbed the money and left without even glancing at the woman on the ground.
Dou Shiliu withdrew her gaze, glanced down at the woman crawling below, turned and left. It was her duty to help those in need.
Half-asleep, watching the girl about to leave, Mo Changjing mustered all her strength to get up. She watched Dou Shiliu's departing figure, biting her lip, and followed Dou Shiliu step by step.
She was beaten so badly by that vendor that she wouldn't survive without money for medicine and would die here. So she decided to stay with this girl.
In the instant Mo Changjing lost consciousness, she seemed to see the girl who had been walking forward turn back.
There are truly many good people in the world.
...
After Mo Changjing fainted, Dou Shiliu casually found a place to check her wounds and found many bruises. She really didn't know how she got so many injuries all over her body.
He channeled a wisp of his spiritual energy into the woman's body, and watched as her pale face gradually regained its rosy hue, which put his mind at ease.
Who is this?
Dou Shiliu clapped his hands, stood up, and asked the system.
White Group: "How should I know?"
Dou Shiliu: It's really useless.
White Ball: "..." It's been useless for more than just a day or two.
After Dou Shiliu finished taking care of Mo Changjing, she didn't leave her behind. She stayed quietly and waited for Mo Changjing to wake up.
Mo Changjing groggily opened his eyes and met a pair of clean, pure eyes. Dou Shiliu asked indifferently, "Awake?"
A cool voice in Mo Changjing's ear immediately pulled her thoughts back.
"Thanks……"
Dou Shiliu frowned slightly. Why did that voice sound so awful?
Mo Changjing lowered her eyes and dared not speak anymore. She could clearly see the disgust in the girl's eyes. She knew how awful her voice was, having been burned long ago.
Mo Changjing slightly removed her clothes, revealing them to be very dirty, a stark contrast to the clean and untainted Dou Shiliu.
Dou Shiliu got up, patted his waist a few times, took out a bag of silver, and handed it to Mo Changjing.
"Take it."
Mo Changjing looked at the slender fingers in front of him holding a pretty purse, which was bulging and clearly contained a lot of silver.
She looked slightly surprised. "Why are you helping me?" she asked, her voice still low and hoarse, like the sound of a broken cello.
Dou Shiliu frowned slightly. She was quite sensitive to sound, so she found this kind of sound a bit irritating and uncomfortable.
She tossed the money directly to Mo Changjing, saying indifferently, "I helped those in need, but from now on, it's up to you how you walk your own path."
Mo Changjing was slightly taken aback. Just as she was about to say something, the person in front of her turned and left. She wanted to follow, but she had no strength and could only watch helplessly as Dou Shiliu walked away and disappeared from sight.
Dou Shiliu saves people based on her mood. If she's happy, she'll save them; if she's not, she doesn't care whether they live or die. Even if you die right in front of her, she can walk past you without a care in the world.
I wonder how Yan from Di'an is doing, and if she misses her.
Dou Shiliu asked the system, and the answer she received was that there was none at all, and they had even forgotten that she existed.
Dou Shiliu: "...", she didn't believe it.
So, after wandering around outside the palace a few times, Dou Shiliu returned to the inner courtyard of the palace and went back quietly.
One night.
Di Anyan stretched his stiff arms. Now that he had finished reviewing the major and minor affairs of the country, and looking outside, he figured it was getting late.
Emperor Yan abruptly stood up, and the eunuch outside naturally entered, head bowed. "Your Majesty, shall we summon any young ladies to serve you tonight?"
Emperor Yan wasn't particularly fond of the previous batch of imperial concubines, so he simply ordered his men to send them all back. Unexpectedly, the very next day, the old men in the court were all telling him to be careful to keep the harem stable.
Some even wanted to send their daughters into the harem, but Emperor Yan refused them all, citing poor health.
Hearing the eunuchs' complaints, Di An Yan had a terrible headache. He simply couldn't stand the smell of those women's cosmetics. Although all the young ladies were beautiful, Di An Yan had no desire for them.
"No need, let's return to Yan Han Palace."
Di An Yan frowned and strode out. The presence of Yu Jiao at the door gave Di An Yan some time to rest.
Seeing that Di An Yan had boarded the imperial sedan chair, Dou Shiliu's eyes flashed, and he instantly disappeared from the spot.
Inside the car, Di Anyan rubbed his temples; the dark circles under his eyes looked unusually thick.
If only I had given that little woman a title back then, so she would have a position in the palace to rely on. What a pity.
A perfectly good sleeping pill was thrown away by Di'an Yan's foolishness.
An emperor who suffered from chronic sleep deprivation used an unusually high amount of energy during the day and had no sleepiness at night.
I wonder how long this kind of life will last?
Di An Yan wearily put his head behind his back, trying to relax his whole body and relieve some pressure on his eyes and temples.
However, it was no use; a familiar floral fragrance, one that I hadn't smelled in a long time, suddenly filled my nostrils.
Yan Feng's sharp eyes snapped open. Was that woman's scent?
But how could it be on this carriage?
Di'an Yan couldn't help but sniff the flowers. The fragrance relaxed him slightly, and his fatigue made him less vigilant.
"Your Majesty, you still say you don't love me?"
Dou Shiliu's voice, as clear as a spring, entered Di An Yan's ears, causing the man to open his eyes instantly.
"Where...are you?" Di An Yan looked around, but there was no one in sight. So where did that little woman's voice come from?
Di An Yan lowered his eyes, a hint of doubt and strangeness lurking within them.
"Your Majesty, I am here with you."
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