On the way to get married, I was personally given to the barbarian Khan by my childhood sweetheart fiancé.
When my heart was filled with despair, a thing calling itself [Emperor's Qi Reshaping System] kicked me into the hands of a poor little guy with the same name a thousand years later.
Before I could finish digesting the shock that the "car" was an iron carriage and the "mobile phone" was a telescoping snail, the system issued me the first task:
[Successfully asked three strange men for "Pin Xixi, help me chop a knife"].
If you can't finish it, you will be electrocuted.
I, the most noble concubine of the Great Yan Dynasty, have been worshiped by others since I was born, but now I have to stand in the face of this royal noble and beg those three energetic young men wearing ripped pants on the street?
Watching them approach, I clenched my fists and had only four words in my mind: a great shame and a great humiliation.
In order to survive, I took a deep breath, raised the most arrogant and elegant smile I had practiced tens of thousands of times, and slowly said: "This young master, I..."
Before he finished speaking, the leading young man with yellow hair suddenly took a step back with a look of horror on his face: "Sister, I have no money! Don't come over here!"
Me: "..."
System: "... Host, please use modern terms."
The imperial aura of this palace was ruined today in this "Pin Xixi".
