Quick Wear: The Enchanting Concubine, Rules of Survival and Plunder

Hu Haofeng's mood obviously improved.

That’s right, that girl was just mad at him.

But the question is, how should he coax that girl?

"Of course!" Hu Shande said quickly, "Master, tell me for yourself whether what you said that day was too much. Plus, Chunxi is a very arrogant maid. She knows that you dote on her, but she just treats her as a low-quality imitation of someone else. How could Chunxi accept this situation?"

"You know, Chunxi, that maid, has her heart set on her master. If you were Chunxi, that maid, and she treated you as a substitute for someone else, would you be able to accept that?"

Hu Haofeng's face turned dark. How could he accept that others treated him as someone's substitute?

Thinking of this, Hu Haofeng couldn't help feeling guilty.

He really went too far that day.

But Hu Haofeng could not deny that he was wrong. After all, he really just regarded Jiang Chunxi as a substitute for Yao Jinmo.

Oh! By the way, today is the day Jin Mo is marrying into the East Palace.

His heart suddenly felt sore. He and Jin Mo were not destined to be together. Was it time for him to let go?

When Hu Haofeng returned home, he did not see Jiang Chunxi, which made him frown slightly.

Hu Shande immediately noticed his master's expression, and then hurriedly asked Liu Ye: "Where is the maid Chunxi? Why didn't I see her working in the yard?"

"Chunxi is sick. This morning, the maid who lives in the same room with her found that she had a high fever. Now..."

Before Liu Ye finished speaking, she saw Hu Haofeng walking quickly towards the servants' room.

Liu Ye's face showed an expression of "as expected". She knew that the young master definitely couldn't let go of Jiang Chunxi and still cherished her very much.

Alas! What a different fate for the same person!

They were both maids, so why didn’t the eldest master like her?

When Hu Haofeng arrived at the servants' room where Jiang Chunxi lived, Jiang Chunxi's whole face was hot and red, and she had already fainted from the fever.

This made Hu Haofeng extremely anxious. He immediately picked up Jiang Chunxi and asked Hu Shande to go find a doctor.

Jiang Chunxi's fever subsided in the middle of the night. Hu Haofeng stayed by her bed and didn't dare to close his eyes. He also touched Jiang Chunxi's forehead from time to time, for fear that she would have a high fever again.

"I'm not anyone's stand-in, I'm not a replica, I'm not, I'm not." Jiang Chunxi started talking nonsense.

"Chunxi, Chunxi." Hu Haofeng became very anxious when he saw Jiang Chunxi talking nonsense.

Jiang Chunxi slowly opened her eyes as Hu Haofeng called out to her. When Hu Haofeng's figure came into her sight, tears instantly fell from her eyes: "I must be dreaming, otherwise how could I see the eldest master in front of me."

"Woo woo!" Jiang Chunxi hugged Hu Haofeng's waist tightly, "Master, Chunxi is not someone's substitute. Chunxi doesn't want you to think of me as someone else's shadow. I'm not some inferior imitation. Master, why do you want to hurt Chunxi's heart like this? Do you know that Chunxi is so heartbroken that she feels like she's about to die?"

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault," Hu Haofeng picked up Jiang Chunxi and held her in his arms, "Chunxi, I was wrong. I shouldn't have said those hurtful words to you that day. I swear to you, those words I said that day were just out of anger. You are not a substitute for anyone, you are you, the little girl I like."

"I knew I was dreaming," Jiang Chunxi cried even harder, "If this wasn't a dream, how could the eldest master say such words to comfort me?"

"Silly girl, I think you are really confused," Hu Haofeng wiped Jiang Chunxi's tears, "You are not dreaming, and what I just said was not to fool you. You, Jiang Chunxi, are my most precious and favorite little girl, not a substitute for anyone, nor a low-quality imitation."

"Chunxi, please forgive me?" Hu Haofeng grabbed one of Jiang Chunxi's hands and covered his face. "During this period of time, not to mention that you feel bad, I feel bad too. I regret all the time. Why did I say those hurtful words to you that day? You are so precious and unique in my heart. It is God who gave me such a treasure like you."

"But I said such hurtful words to you just because I was in a bad mood. I deserve to die! Do you know how severe your fever was? You couldn't even take the medicine. If I hadn't poured the medicine into your mouth, you would probably be dead by now."

As he spoke, Hu Haofeng's face became filled with fear.

The doctor said that if Chunxi's condition had been discovered later, even Hua Tuo would not have been able to save her and she would have been burned to death.

"I'm not dreaming," Jiang Chunxi said blankly, and then tears began to fall again, "Woo woo! Why did you save me? Why didn't you just let me burn to death? Rather than living like this, I'd rather die and be free."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Hu Haofeng pretended to be angry, let go of Jiang Chunxi's hand covering his face, and hugged her tightly. "I don't allow you to say such nonsense again. If you die, what will you let me do?"

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong, okay? My little ancestor! Can you please forgive me for once? Those hurtful words I said that day were not from the bottom of my heart. I was just angry, so I said those words without thinking."

"If you don't believe me, I can swear to you right now that you are not someone's substitute, nor are you a low-quality imitation. You are Jiang Chunxi, the most precious girl to me, Hu Haofeng."

In order to please Jiang Chunxi, Hu Haofeng had no choice but to lie.

There was nothing he could do. The fact that Jiang Chunxi had a high fever really scared him. At this point, let alone lying, he would do anything as long as Jiang Chunxi would not be angry with him.

"Everything you said is true, you're not lying to me," Jiang Chunxi said with a doubtful tone, "but you looked really scary that day, and you didn't look like you were talking without thinking! It's obvious that you really thought I was someone's shadow."

"Really, really, I'm not lying to you. If you really don't believe me, I'll swear to you right now." As he spoke, Hu Haofeng raised his hand to swear.

Jiang Chunxi quickly covered his mouth with her hand: "Isn't it enough that I believe you? Don't swear."

Hu Haofeng took Jiang Chunxi's hand off his mouth, then rested his chin on her head: "Okay, I won't swear, but I still want to confirm with you again, what I said that day was really just angry words, I just said it without thinking. You are not someone's shadow, you are you, Jiang Chunxi, the most precious little girl of me, Hu Haofeng."