Even though I was dressed as an ugly woman, I was still forced to love by all kinds of big guys

Being ignored, Yu Yan was not angry. She secretly glanced around the room and thought, "The young marquis is quite romantic."

Liu Ye was blocked aside by two eunuchs and was a little anxious. He didn't know what was happening with the goddess. If it was someone else, it would be fine. Who would have thought that it was the Nine Thousand Year Old Man who came to ask for someone.

Nannan didn't find the goddess, and ran out of the inner room with a "thump thump thump" sound. Her dirty little face became even more pale, and her voice was full of grievance, "Thousand Years Old Master... No, there is no goddess..."

That day, she took advantage of no one's attention and sneaked away to get help, but Yongzhou was so far away from the imperial city. If she ran back to inform the emperor, it would take many years for Her Highness the Goddess to pass the seventh day. What should she do?

Suddenly, she remembered something.

At the succession ceremony of Her Highness the Goddess, the Nine Thousand Year Old Man, who was rumored to be as beautiful as the bright moon, did not show up. Many of the new palace maids were a little disappointed and really wanted to see his beautiful face.

She was one of them, because her mother said that if you look at beautiful people more often, you will become more beautiful over time. It is said that Jiu Qian Sui is more beautiful than the ladies in the palace.

Later I heard from other palace maids that Jiuqiansui went to Jichang of the Twelve Tribes to negotiate peace. He was not only the powerful Jiuqiansui, but also the regent appointed by the emperor himself. I really don’t know which window the gods closed for him to have such a good life.

Compared to the imperial city far away, the Twelve Departments were much closer. She could only pray to God that the Nine Thousand Year Old Man was still there. She kept running in that direction for a long time and finally met a caravan that was passing by.

She took out all the private money she had saved and came with the caravan to the twelve tribes. It was really God's blessing that the goddess was still alive at the age of nine thousand.

She knelt in front of Jiu Qian Sui and cried bitterly, "Mother, how can there be someone so beautiful? Even more beautiful than the gods in the picture books."

On the way, the eunuch said that everything was a coincidence. The Ninth Prince had just finished his meeting and was preparing to set off back to the imperial city. If she had come a little later, they would have headed towards Ganzhou City.

Yu Yan lowered her eyes to glance at Nannan, a little girl in her teens, smart and bold, who looked a bit like her...

Waving his hand, signaling her to step back, Yu Yan returned his gaze to Shang Shiyu, and spoke in a cold voice again, "Young Marquis, please hand over the goddess. We must return before the Queen Mother's birthday."

Shang Shiyu fastened his belt and said concisely, his tone even colder than his own: "He ran away."

Ran away? Yu Yan raised one eyebrow slightly, glanced around the pink and tender room that was so thoughtful of her daughter, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, obviously showing disbelief.

Liu Ye is a master of acting. He slapped his thigh and said sincerely and seriously, "Yes, my Lord, the Marquis just sent a lot of powerful soldiers to search the city for the goddess. You can send people out to ask around and find out. Oh, I don't know if the goddess really went to heaven or what, but we can't find her..."

Yu Yan remained silent, staring at Shang Shiyu for a long moment before chuckling, "Then I'll trouble you, young marquis, to find the goddess and return her safely to the imperial city."

Before leaving, he pretended to be an old friend and kindly reminded him, "Ergou, even if you're okay, please take care of your brother. He's not going to last more than a few years."

Sure enough, the icy face that had been expressionless all this time suddenly showed a layer of anger, and even the look in his eyes when he looked at him was murderous.

Yu Yan felt relieved that Ergouzi was unhappy. He even thought sarcastically that Li Xinglan was a stupid dog who had been stuck in the same place and refused to come out. Ergouzi now knew how to find a second spring.

Jiu Qian Sui left so easily. Nan Nan was stunned and then confused. She stood there not knowing what to do.

It was the kind eunuch on the road who pulled her up and said, "Why are you standing there? Follow me."

A little girl is surrounded by men and has completely offended the Marquis. What is she thinking about if she doesn't just follow him?

Nannan bit her lip, a little hesitant. She was still worried about Her Highness the Goddess, but when she looked up and met the cold gaze of Young Marquis Shang, she was so scared that she hurriedly followed him.

She didn't understand why Jiu Qian Sui left so easily. Didn't he care about Her Highness the Goddess at all?

Only after receiving the report that Yu Yan's convoy had gone far away did Shang Shiyu release Fu Yuan'er from the dark room.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was covered with tear marks. It was obvious that she had cried a lot. Shang Shiyu hurriedly pulled the handkerchief out of her mouth and untied her.

Finally free, Fu Yuan'er was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped him. The loud "slap" made her stunned for a moment.

Why didn't he hide? She didn't believe he couldn't hide...

Shang Shiyu lowered his head, drooped his eyelids, and his long eyelashes blocked all the emotions in his eyes. He was like a child who had made a mistake and was waiting for punishment obediently.

He noticed from the corner of his eye that her hand was trembling slightly. He sighed softly again, turned around, took down the whip hanging on the wall, and handed it to her.

"Does your hand hurt? Hit me with this."

Fu Yuaner: “…”

Looking at the barbed horsewhip, she wanted to compose a poem...

Forget it, she didn't want to think about those color topics anymore.

She begged bitterly, "Young Marquis, please let me go. We are strangers and have no grudges against each other in the past. It's just that we have a small grudge recently. It was my fault that I lost the bracelet, but as a man, please let me go. I will find a way to make it up to you when I go back."

Shang Shiyu finally raised his head and looked at Fu Yuaner, his eyes full of pain, and with his white hair, he looked so fragile.

"We've known each other for a long time, but you've forgotten me." Shang Shiyu bent over and held her in his arms. Ignoring her struggles, he begged, "Give me some time, let me regain your memory, please."

Fu Yuan'er curled her lips, feeling that it was impossible to communicate with this love-brained person.

Could it be that he wasn't playing Bai Yueguang's substitute literature, but thought he was the reincarnation of Su Su's soul? These days, she felt a little insecure.

But even their time of travel and age didn't match. After a mental struggle, she nodded and said, "Okay, how are you going to help me find it?"

Hearing that she was willing to cooperate, Shang Shiyu's eyes first flashed with surprise, followed by ecstasy. He looked at Fu Yuan'er and finally smiled.

When he smiled, he looked so handsome. His cold eyebrows softened a lot, and there was a small dimple at the left corner of his mouth.

Unable to bear his enthusiastic and flattering gaze like a large dog, Fu Yuan'er turned her back to him, her heart almost skipping a beat.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her covering her chest, Shang Shiyu walked around and stood in front of her with a look of concern on his face. He wanted to reach out and touch her to see if she was feeling unwell.

Fu Yuan'er dodged quickly, "You can let me cooperate with you! But we have to set three rules!"

Shang Shiyu withdrew his hand disappointedly and nodded, "I'll do as you say."

"I haven't said what the appointment is yet!"

He looked at her with a burning gaze, "As long as you don't leave, I'll do whatever you say."

Fu Yuan'er snorted disdainfully at these words, "You're going to listen to me even if it costs you your life?"

Without any hesitation, he looked into her eyes like a loyal believer and said, "I'll listen to you, as long as you do it yourself."