I rescued the amnesiac young master, emptied my family fortune in exchange for him, and pledged my life to him. The wedding dress was half-sewn, but what was waiting for her was that he took her as a concubine. She sneered, concubine? I don't do it. She asked for five hundred taels, but spent twenty taels on the backhand to buy a new man at the slave market. He turned out to be a young war god with great military exploits. The whole capital laughed at her as a peasant girl who was not worthy of the Marquis. Ajiang climbed through the window and went to bed that night. Madam, they said I couldn't do it. You try.
