Oh No, Your Excellency Has Set His Sights on Me! What Do I Do?

Shen Wuxin rolled her eyes at him. "How many people who have lost all their martial arts can ever recover them? He's a cripple, and the only thing he has going for him now is that face. We spent so much on medicine to save him; it can't all go to waste. Since he can't do anything else, send him to Sifang City to work as a male courtesan."

"A male courtesan?" Duan Cheng looked troubled. Yan Xiuqi was the leader of the foremost immortal sect, after all. Taking advantage of his amnesia like this was no different from cheating and swindling him.

If he ever regained his memories, would the first man of Qingcheng Mountain, renowned for his purity and uprightness, kill himself after being turned into a brothel boy? Just thinking about it was terrifying.

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