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

Huo Beixuan hurried back to the house, expecting to find Ning Xue, but the result disappointed him. His brows were tightly furrowed, and he had no place to vent his anxiety.

After a brief pause, he rushed to the blacksmith's shop and took out the custom-made exquisite dagger.

Carrying a dagger, Huo Beixuan rushed to Cuiyu Pavilion anxiously. When he arrived, Ning Xue had been waiting there for a long time.

Ning Xue's cold voice was the first to sound: "Why, seeing your old lover in trouble, you can't help yourself? You were so cold to her yesterday!" Her eyes were full of ridicule and disdain.

Huo Beixuan was so angry that he asked loudly, "Ning Xue, what do you want to do?"

But at this moment, even though he pretended to be stern, he was like a sick cat. His voice was soft and weak, without any deterrent power at all.

Ning Xue was neither anxious nor slow, and said slowly: "What do I want to do? It's very simple. I just want to get a divorce!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Beixuan responded coldly without hesitation: "You, don't even think about it!"

Ning Xue sighed when she saw this, "Oh! How cruel! How about we go and see your sweetheart, and then you can make a decision?"

After hearing this, Huo Beixuan couldn't help but murmur in his heart and fell into hesitation for a moment.

He knew very well that he could not divorce. Once he did, Ning Xue would never let him go easily.

Thinking of Shuang'er, his former sweetheart who had now abandoned him, he silently comforted himself in his heart that even if he ignored Shuang'er now, he could not be considered unkind.

Ning Xue didn't allow him to think about it any more. She walked forward without hesitation and said, "Let's go and take a look! Maybe your sweetheart is in trouble and you can see her for the last time!"

Huo Beixuan had just given up the idea of ​​going to see Shuang'er, but after hearing what Ning Xue said, the idea that had just dissipated came back to him again.

He hurriedly said, "Ning Xue, she is just a concubine. She doesn't know many things. As the principal wife, why bother with a concubine? Besides, she has left me." Huo Beixuan's tone gradually softened, and he tried to slowly persuade Ning Xue.

Ning Xue was unmoved. She snorted coldly and said, "Huo Beixuan, what you said is ridiculous. Do you think I care whether she is your mistress? I said, I just want a divorce!" After that, she walked out without looking back.

Huo Beixuan was in a dilemma at the moment, feeling extremely conflicted.

However, after much thought, he finally followed Ning Xue and went to Zuixianglou together.

Xiaoying has always been beside Ning Xue.

Huo Beixuan held the exquisite little dagger close to his body. The dagger was pressing against his waist, making him feel quite uncomfortable. Therefore, he had to stop and take a breath every time he walked a distance.

Ning Xue saw this scene and was very worried.

She thought to herself that she was afraid that Huo Beixuan would die before she could get the divorce papers. It seemed that she had to use some ruthless tactics!

Huo Beixuan was also thinking as he walked, thinking that if there was a suitable opportunity today, he would kill Ning Xue by surprise, and he must seize this rare opportunity!

In this way, the two of them each had their own thoughts and moved very slowly along the way.

Finally, they arrived at Zuixianglou and the three of them quietly entered through the back door.

Soon, the woman hurried from the front yard to a secluded room in the backyard to meet Ning Xue.

The woman said respectfully, "Miss!"

Ning Xue nodded slightly, motioning for the woman to continue.

Huo Beixuan walked slowly, so he just entered the room and found a chair to sit down.

Ning Xue couldn't wait to ask, "How is the girl who came today?"

The woman smiled and said, "Don't worry, miss, the girl just finished receiving a guest!"

Then, the woman continued, "Although the girl is from a poor family, knows nothing about music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and even cries when it comes to sex, there are still people who like this kind of decent woman! Look, she just received five taels of silver, so this girl can still make money!"

Huo Beixuan was furious when he heard this. He stood up suddenly, his body shaking with anger. He pointed his finger at the woman and cursed: "You vicious woman, how dare you do such a heartless thing as forcing a good woman into prostitution!"

The woman didn't care about Huo Beixuan's accusation at all. She just shrugged her shoulders and said slowly: "Sir, it is only natural to pay back debts. If you can pay back the money for her, I promise to let her go with you immediately!"

When Huo Beixuan heard this, he was full of doubts and couldn't help asking, "Why did she owe the debt?"

He knew in his heart that Shuang'er was a very careful spendthrift person, and she must have had some money on her before she dared to leave him.

Moreover, he had not yet recovered the money he had earned from the sale of the dilapidated house.

The woman did not hide anything and told the whole story of the debt that Shuang'er owed.

After hearing this, Huo Beixuan was dumbfounded.

If the weak Shuang'er had been deceived, he might have believed it. However, the two of them had a falling out that day, and he had seen a different Shuang'er. He thought she was a shrewd person, but he never expected her to be like this.

Thinking of this, Huo Beixuan couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that once women talked about marriage, they would become stupid, so that those unreasonable things would be rationalized in their minds, just like Ning Xue who was coaxed into happiness by him in the past, and Shuang'er now.

Huo Beixuan raised his eyes and looked at Ning Xue, his gaze was dark and deep, difficult to guess.

Ever since Ning Xue gave up on him, her mind gradually became clear, her actions became methodical, and she moved closer to him step by step.

Ning Xue paid no attention to Huo Beixuan's ferocious eyes, which were as fierce as a poisonous snake. In her eyes, Huo Beixuan was already a dying man and there was no need to care about him.

"How about it? Are you willing to write the divorce agreement?" Ning Xue asked in a cold tone.

Huo Beixuan didn't even think about it and said without hesitation: "I won't write it!"

He and Shuang'er no longer had any relationship, so he didn't feel the slightest burden in his heart if he didn't save Shuang'er now.

"Oh!" Ning Xue's response was still indifferent, and no emotion could be heard.

Seeing that Huo Beixuan and Ning Xue had reached a dead end, the woman was very good at assessing the situation and hurriedly said, "Miss, I will arrange it right away. Let the girl work non-stop from morning to night, receive more customers, and try to pay off the debt as soon as possible!"

The woman smiled as she spoke, glanced at Huo Beixuan, and then walked out.

Huo Beixuan clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white, and tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart. He kept hypnotizing himself in his mind, trying to calm himself down.

Ning Xue saw this and couldn't help but sneer, "I thought you cared a lot about your sweetheart, but now it seems that you are just like this!"

"Men! Before they get what they want, they treat it as a treasure. After they get it, they throw it away like a worn-out shoe. It doesn't matter at all!"

"Hmph!" Ning Xue said, followed by another cold and sarcastic tone.

Huo Beixuan felt extremely upset and uncomfortable, so he stood up and was about to leave this place of trouble.

But Ning Xue refused to let him do as he wished, so the strong man at the door stopped him.

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave! Why not wait a while and let you meet your sweetheart?" Ning Xue said with a hint of teasing in her tone.

Huo Beixuan turned around and said coldly: "What is there to see? Let me go!"

Ning Xue remained silent, and the big man at the door naturally ignored his request.

Huo Beixuan was extremely helpless, filled with anger but with nowhere to vent it, so he could only sit back in his original position in disappointment, his face terribly gloomy.