"Please forgive me, Your Majesty! Prince Yi only doted on Princess Fu. We never had a wedding, and he even wanted to kill me. I went into the palace to avoid him for a while, but I didn't expect..." He Wensong said aggrievedly.

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He Wenfu felt a hint of sympathy. She did not expect that Prince Yi would treat He Wensong so coldly, but at the same time, she hated He Wensong. In any case, He Wensong should not do such a thing that was against women's ethics.

"Damn it!" Cui Yingyan cursed in a low voice, quickly put on her clothes and rushed out of the door.

"Your Majesty..." He Wensong shouted sadly, but could not get him to turn around.

"You brought this upon yourself!" He Wenfu couldn't bear it anymore and walked away.

For a moment, only He Wensong was left sitting there, looking at the miserable condition on his body and smiling sadly.

"Cui Moyao, Fu Yaxuan, I won't make it easy for you. I will do anything for revenge!" Her eyes were deep and full of hatred.

One by one one by one one by one one by one -

After leaving the city, Fu Yaxuan dressed in men's clothing and walked straight south.

That day, when I came to a very lively market, a ragged old woman beggar came towards me. Seeing Fu Yaxuan dressed in a gentle manner, she quickly said: "Sir, please do me a favor and give me some reward!"

Seeing how pitiful she was, Fu Yaxuan took out some broken silver from her embroidery bag and handed it to the old woman: "Take it to buy something to eat."

"Thank you, uncle, thank you, uncle!" the old woman said gratefully.

Fu Yaxuan continued to walk forward, but was accidentally bumped lightly by an old woman who was passing by. Originally, it was normal for people to be crowded in the market, but Fu Yaxuan felt a touch on her waist.

Without saying a word, she reached out and grabbed the pulse gate on the old woman's wrist. She, Fu Yaxuan, had seen too many movies about "Beware of Thieves" and "Beware of Thieves". How could she be fooled like this?

"Your hands are really fast." Fu Yaxuan caught the thief on the spot and took advantage of him.

The old woman turned around with a fierce look in her eyes: "What do you mean?" She slapped Fu Yaxuan on the face with her backhand.

But Fu Yaxuan's hand squeezed hard, and she burst into tears from the pain. She quickly begged for mercy: "Sir, please forgive me. I'm sorry, please show mercy and let me go..."

"You have hands and feet, but you become a beggar. It's obvious that you like to eat and are lazy to work."

"Please forgive me. All my family members are dead, and only my seven-year-old grandson and I are left to depend on each other... My poor grandson has not eaten for two days. He has no choice but to look at you, dressed in fine clothes.

So... please forgive me, an old and disabled beggar!"

The old woman knelt down and begged for mercy. Kneeling next to her was a little boy, wearing tattered clothes with many colorful patches on it. He was really pitiful.

"I'll spare you this time, but don't steal anything next time." Fu Yaxuan was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and asked, "Where can I take a boat here?"

"At the end of this road, turn right and walk straight for half an hour."

"Okay, thank you." Fu Yaxuan picked up the baggage and walked forward. Damn it, in ancient times, there were no buses, jeeps, or ox carts, let alone carriages. Everything could only be done by feet.

Suddenly a carriage drove past and shouted: "Is anyone going to the dock?"

She must be so lucky! Fu Yaxuan waved and walked up to her, shouting: "I'm going, I'm going."

The big man driving the car said: "Five cents, can you get in the car?"
Chapter completed!