The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character's Sickly Prince Strategy Manual

Huo Beixuan walked into the blacksmith shop with a gloomy face. He was carrying ten taels of silver that he had borrowed from Huo's mother.

With this limited money, he spent two taels on painkillers and returned five taels to his father. Now he had only three taels left, which he used to customize an extremely small palm dagger.

Huo Beixuan clenched his fists, his eyes filled with determination and resentment, "Even if I die, I will perish together with that vicious woman!"

However, fate did not seem to intend to let him have peace at this moment.

Just as he finished ordering the dagger, the familiar and terrible pain came again, sweeping through his whole body in an instant.

Huo Beixuan's face turned pale and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

With no other choice, he had to drag his aching body and hurried towards the clinic. Every step he took seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and every breath was accompanied by excruciating pain.

But fate played a trick on him. When he was only a few steps away from reaching the clinic, his pain suddenly intensified. He felt unbearable pain and instantly fell to the ground, rolling around on the ground.

His facial features were distorted in pain, and he even drooled uncontrollably. He looked so miserable that it was unbearable to look at.

The medicine boy at the door of the clinic was already accustomed to this scene. He skillfully carried out a stretcher from the clinic and quickly carried Huo Beixuan into the clinic.

"Could this person have taken Wu Shi San?" A passerby made such a guess.

"Absolutely!" another person echoed.

"This seems to be the Shangshu's son-in-law?" another person said.

"Oh! I didn't realize it until you mentioned it, but now that you mention it, it's true!" Someone suddenly realized.

"The Shangshu's daughter used to be very noble, but I didn't expect that she would marry such a thing now!" Her tone was full of regret and ridicule.

"That's right, the Minister doesn't do anything about it!" A complaining voice sounded.

"Care? They should just get a divorce quickly, otherwise, the Shangshu's daughter will be a widow. Look at her pale face and her skinny face. Who knows how long she can live?" Everyone was talking about it.

"That's right!" Everyone nodded in agreement.

Although Huo Beixuan was tortured to death by the pain, his hearing was still intact.

After hearing these discussions, he seemed to have a flash of enlightenment in his mind.

It turned out that the reason why Ning Xue did not kill him directly was that she did not want to bear the reputation of a widow. In the eyes of the world, a divorced woman is better than a widow who brings bad luck to her husband.

Huo Beixuan closed his eyes in pain and let the medicine boy carry him into the clinic.

He swore secretly in his heart: "Ning Xue wants to divorce, forget it! I will never help her until I die, and if we divorce, I will definitely die!"

By the time Huo Beixuan took the painkillers and walked out of the clinic again after the pain was slightly relieved, it was already getting dark.

With his current haggard appearance and notorious reputation, he would probably be ruthlessly kicked out by Huo's mother before he even enters the Huo family's door.

Huo Beixuan gritted his teeth and thought, "My reputation has already been ruined, so I might as well drag Ning Xue down with me."

With such vicious thoughts in mind, he dragged his heavy feet towards Ning Xue's Cuiyu Pavilion mansion.

When he arrived at the door of the house, he did not raise his hand to knock. Instead, he sat down at the door with a dazed look on his face.

At this moment, a man passed by him.

The man stopped on the steps and looked him up and down.

Huo Beixuan looked up and had some impression of this man. This was the man who had had a dispute with Shuang'er before, Shen Lang.

Shen Lang glanced at him for a few seconds and asked, "Mr. Huo, why are you staying here?"

Huo Beixuan narrowed his eyes and replied unhappily: "What does it have to do with you?"

Shen Lang snorted coldly: "Of course it is related. If you don't leave, my master will be unhappy. If she is unhappy, I will have to worry about my work!"

Huo Beixuan frowned and asked, "Are you Ning Xue's man?"

After saying this, he suddenly realized and thought to himself that Shuang'er might have been deceived before.

Shen Lang remained silent, and just asked again: "Are you going or not?"

Huo Beixuan shook his head stubbornly, his attitude firm.

Shen Lang sneered twice, said no more, turned around and left.

Not long after, Shen Lang passed by the house again with a woman.

Shen Lang pointed at Huo Beixuan in surprise and said, "Shuang'er, isn't that your former lover?"

The woman was Shuang'er. When she heard Shen Lang's words, she looked at Huo Beixuan.

Seeing the haggard and unusually thin man in front of her, she was so shocked that she quickly covered her mouth. Her heart was filled with shock. How could he have lost weight so quickly after just not seeing him for such a short time? If Shen Lang hadn't reminded her, she almost wouldn't have recognized him.

Shuang'er looked nervous, fearing that Shen Lang might misunderstand her, and hurriedly explained: "Shen Lang, he and I have long since severed our relationship and have nothing to do with each other. I was with him before only to repay him!"

Shen Lang tilted his eyes, and while Shuang'er wasn't paying attention, he cast a smug look at Huo Beixuan.

However, Huo Beixuan sat quietly with his arms folded, completely ignoring their words and actions, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

When Shen Lang saw Huo Beixuan like this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of nameless anger in his heart. He wondered to himself, does this man really not care about the situation of the woman in front of him, and he is sitting here so stubbornly?

"Shuang'er, of course I believe you, otherwise, why would I change my mind and come to you!"

Shen Lang forced a gentle smile on his face and took Shuang'er's hand, "Let's go, the clothing shop has just received a batch of cloth, the material is top quality, let's go take a look!"

Shuang'er nodded slightly, showing a faint smile, and responded: "Okay!"

When she was leaving, she couldn't help but glance at Huo Beixuan, only to see that he was still sitting there motionless like a sculpture.

Not long after Shen Lang and Shuang'er left, the door slowly opened and Ning Xue walked out of the house.

She frowned, looking unhappy, and shouted at Huo Beixuan: "What are you doing here?"

Huo Beixuan then moved slightly and said slowly: "You know in your heart that there is no place for me in the Huo family now!"

"Hmph! The Huo family can't accommodate you, so do you think I can accommodate you here?" Ning Xue snorted coldly, her tone full of anger.

"I'm homeless now, and it's all thanks to you. Besides, we are husband and wife after all, so it's only natural for me to follow you!" Huo Beixuan looked nonchalant and his tone was as calm as water.

"If you keep pestering me like this, don't blame me for being rude to your crush!" Ning Xue looked at him fiercely and threatened.

Huo Beixuan seemed to understand something when he heard this. He stared at Ning Xue and asked, "Did you send that Shen Lang?"

At this point, Ning Xue no longer tried to hide her feelings and simply said, "Yes, I just wanted to see what was so special about your sweetheart. I didn't expect that she would be seduced away with just a few words. She is just a greedy and selfish woman!"