Escaped Consort: Hubby, Don't Chase Me

Yao Sisi gave the old procuress a resentful look and quickly picked up the silver hairpin from the ground. She grabbed the old procuress and pressed the silver hairpin against her neck once again. "You guys want to take action? Come on!"

All of them stopped and angrily said, "Let mom go, or I'll definitely pull you out and dig your bones out!"

Yao Sisi used her left hand to feign fear as she patted her chest. "I'm so scared, I'm so scared!" The old procuress covered the wound on her face as she stared at Yao Sisi with a murderous look in her eyes. Her eyes reddened as she said, "Release me."

In her heart, she was sure that when everyone was unprepared, she would quickly and ruthlessly scratch the left side of the old procuress's face with all her might. Under the old procuress's wailing, she gracefully fell from the window like an immortal, landing firmly on the ground.

Screams came from the Drunken Immortal Tavern, "Catch the little slut, capture her!"

Yao Sisi's face turned pale. She patted her clothes and mumbled to herself, "In ancient times, people would always curse at other people because they were cheap. They just couldn't change into something new. Sigh, falling behind, how backward!" In the next moment, the Drunken Immortal Inn ran out of the city, unless she was an idiot. Today was Yao Sisi's lucky day. The masked guy was out on business, otherwise, with her current abilities, she wouldn't have been able to deal with him …

Yao Sisi sprinted all the way out of Puyang County and headed north until she reached Cloudy Ann Town. It had already been two days.

The weather gradually became hot, and the cicadas on the trees became increasingly restless. After learning that, everyone started to panic. Yao Sisi stayed in a small tavern as she sullenly sipped her tea and complained, "I miss ice black tea so much, so much, so much, so much. I miss Coca-Cola so much, and KFC and Dexter, Ulla, Ulla, Ulla, I don't even have a Popsicle behind me. Ugh, what a tragedy."

Snap, snap, snap!

Yao Sisi lifted her chin and stared blankly at the bowl of water, not even sparing a glance at the door. She then replied in a low voice, "Come in!"

The waiter walked to Yao Sisi's side with a large canteen in his hand. With a slight twitch in the corner of his eyes, he replied, "Miss, you asked for a cup of tea."

Yao Sisi waved her hand and her body slightly moved away from the table, leaving an open space of one chi. She lazily stretched out her arm and said, "Okay, let's pour them in!" When the waiter heard Yao Sisi's reply, a look of relief flashed in his eyes as he quickly filled the teapot with water. He didn't want to stay any longer. He turned around and left the room with the kettle in his hand. After taking two steps, he quickly ran back and gently closed the door.

The waiter was not to be blamed for this, since this was already Yao Sisi's eighth pot of tea. Earlier, when he had added hot water into the pot, he was scolded to the point where he couldn't even finish his sentence.

Yao Sisi's eyes flashed the moment the door closed behind her. Her lips curled up into a smile as she took a sip of tea and said, "Fortunately, the customer is God!" He touched her curly hair and pursed his lips helplessly, continuing to compete with the tea in her cup. Without Zither by her side, Yao Sisi now wore a wavy hair and a pink dress with a white ribbon tied around her waist. But no matter how one looked at her back, she looked like a beggar woman dressed in gorgeous clothes.

The weather outside was not bad, and there were many pedestrians on the street. She really couldn't be bored to stay in the inn, so she took out the silver from her bag and stuffed it into her pocket. Then, she tied her hair into a simple flower bud and leisurely walked down the stairs.

Although she had been here for a few days, she couldn't help but stop when she saw the hand-made jewellery on the street. She had to touch every stall she passed, praising their craftsmanship.

She really wanted to buy it, but every time she thought of it, those few taels of silver were all her life and wealth. If she did, she would be reduced to a street beggar before she could tie up a large sum of money, so she could only grit her teeth and look at it a few times, touch it a few times, and then give up.

"The weather today is so sunny and beautiful. Butterfly is busy and bees are busy. Gold and silver are full of mountains. There is only money in this world. Life without money can't be lived in the arms of money. Happy and beautiful men hug!"

However, not a single person on the street was attractive enough, let alone a lot of money. As she walked on, the number of people lessened, and just as she was about to turn back, a ragged child in shabby clothes rushed in front of her and kneeled down. Holding her dirty little face, she looked pitifully at Yao Sisi and said, "Miss, please do well.

Yao Sisi looked at the little beggar with both sympathy and surprise. "You said you haven't eaten in three days?" How could it be so tragic? " With that, she walked over to help the little beggar up.

The little beggar looked at Yao Sisi and gently shook off her hand. He glanced at Yao Sisi with a sense of inferiority. He then moved away and whispered, "Miss, I'm dirty. I'm afraid I might dirty Miss's clothes."

At this moment, Yao Sisi's heart was filled with mixed emotions. She looked like an eleven or twelve-year-old child, but her words were as mature as an adult's. At this moment, her heart was filled with endless vicissitudes of life, and she could no longer bear the sympathy she felt. She smiled from a distance away and patted the little beggar's head, softly saying, "You are not dirty at all. Let's go and bring you out to eat."

Yao Sisi pulled the little beggar to a noodle stall and sat down. She ordered three bowls of noodles and pushed two of the bowls towards the little beggar. "Eat quickly. If it's not enough, then Big Sister will give you some more."

The little beggar girl looked dazedly at Yao Sisi as she repeated the word "big sister" to her in a very soft voice. Since he was young, other than his parents who had spoken to him in such a gentle manner, the rest of them had always avoided him, afraid of being tainted with bad luck. But now, there was a young lady who didn't dislike him at all and was even willing to let him call her older sister. How could he not be moved?

Yao Sisi looked at the beggar in confusion, then at the noodles in the bowl. She picked up her chopsticks and chewed carefully, then raised her head and asked the beggar with a puzzled expression, "Is the noodles in your bowl bad?" Seeing that the little beggar didn't utter a word, he pushed the noodles in front of her in a random manner. "Here, eat!"

The little beggar was moved by Yao Sisi's actions once again, but he only stared at her, unable to utter a single word. When Yao Sisi saw this, she turned to the noodle store owner and protested, "How did your noodles end up like this?"

The noodle shop owner laughed as he walked over. He looked at the little beggar, then looked at Yao Sisi and finally said, "Miss, this old man has sold his noodles for more than half his life and has never had any problems with it before. I see that he is touched!" Then, the shop owner walked up to the little beggar and patted him on the shoulder. He raised his voice and said, "Young man, young man!"

The little beggar girl came back to her senses and smiled mischievously. "I'm sorry, I lost my composure. Miss made you worry. I'm sorry."