Shocking! In this matriarchal society, every man wants to marry me!

Don't pick up men's clothes on the street, because it will bring trouble. By the time Nakata realized this, it was too late.

After the strange man asked Nakata for help, his head lolled to the side and he fainted.

In modern society, Nakata is a good citizen. As a naive and foolish college student, she is a pure and innocent girl loved by everyone, so it is impossible for her to leave such a man in the wilderness.

Fortunately, Nakata was very strong and easily carried him on her back. The tall man leaned against her back, and their heat was transmitted through their skin. Nakata was restless, and his jade-like arms kept swaying in front of her eyes.

They carried the man into the house and covered him with a blanket. Zhongtian felt a little more at ease, but then the man developed a fever and kept muttering something.

When Nakata touched it, it was alarmingly hot. Nakata knew that a high fever could make a person stupid.

Therefore, it is necessary to see a doctor.

Seeing a doctor shouldn't be done in such a disheveled state. Zhongtian picked up his clean clothes and put them on the man. During this process, Zhongtian was covered in sweat, but the man still didn't wake up.

In this small town, there was only one doctor surnamed Huang, a woman in her fifties. She was dedicated to saving lives and should have been respected, but she was notorious because she was greedy for money. If you wanted to be treated, you had to have the money ready first.

The night was dark and the road to town was rugged and difficult to travel.

Half an hour later, Zhongtian hurriedly knocked on the door of the clinic. The person who opened the door was a young man, still sleepy but with a very good temper. He asked in a good-natured manner, "Madam, is someone in your family sick?"

"Niangzi" is the term used by married men to address unmarried women.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhongtian hurriedly replied.

"Is the money ready?" Doctor Huang's impatient voice came from behind him.

"Okay." Zhongtian felt a little guilty; she didn't have much money.

"Where to?" Zhongtian gave the address.

Doctor Huang shook his head: "It's too far, I'm not going. Linlang, see the guest out!"

"Doctor, this is all the money I have on me."

Dr. Huang got angry when she saw the pitiful amount of money: "Are you kidding me? Get out! What kind of doctor can you get treatment if you don't have money?"

Zhongtian took out all the money he had on him and threatened leisurely, "This is all the money I have. If you go to see a doctor today, I will give you the rest of the money and I will be grateful to you. If you don't go, I will put my relative's body in the clinic and mourn him every day. You know I'm capable of doing that."

Dr. Huang knew perfectly well that Zhong Tian had a bad reputation; this scoundrel was indeed capable of such a thing. Sometimes, Zhong Tian's bad reputation was surprisingly useful.

"Let's go." Doctor Huang reluctantly went up the mountain.

Upon reaching the mountain, Doctor Huang looked at the dilapidated hut with some disdain, then glanced at the man on the bed who was running a high fever and dressed in women's clothing.

Perhaps because he was used to all sorts of messy things in the medical profession, Doctor Huang was not surprised by this handsome but strange man. He just looked at Zhongtian with increasing disdain.

Dr. Huang was quite skilled; she quickly took the patient's pulse and prescribed the medicine.

"It's just a high fever caused by the injury. As long as the fever subsides tonight, there's nothing to worry about."

"Okay, okay, thank you, Dr. Huang."

Doctor Huang didn't care about the gratitude from others; he just disgustedly swindled all the copper coins out of Zhong Tian.

Nakata’s savings 0

There was a medicine pot in the room. Zhongtian washed it clean and began to brew the medicine. The bitter smell of the medicine filled the small room, and Zhongtian was somewhat lost in thought.

After the medicine prescribed by Doctor Huang was prepared, Zhongtian fed it to the man. The man kept his eyes closed, and the medicine spilled from his mouth.

Zhongtian was furious with this troublesome man who had spent all her money. Sure enough, it's true that men are destined to be unlucky for life! So, she became ruthless and, without any gentleness, pinched the muscles on both sides of his body and forced the medicine down his throat.

Seeing him swallow with difficulty, Zhongtian felt relieved. Realizing the man wouldn't wake up anytime soon, Zhongtian went back to the cornfield to keep watch.

...

Xia Jin'an was caught in a brief but terrifying nightmare.

His past is like an old cellar, dark and damp, never seeing the light of day, and filled with a disgusting stench.

He was a servant born into the Xia family. His mother was the Xia family's steward, and his father was Xia's mother's servant. After the two got married, he was born naturally, and he became a servant of the Xia family from a young age.

From birth, they were born into a lowly status, their lives and deaths not in their own hands.

The servants of the Xia family had many uses, so he learned embroidery, how to treat people, singing, dancing and playing musical instruments from a young age, and even the art of the bedroom.

He exerted all his strength and used every means to get the chance to serve Xia Muning, the young master of the Xia family. This was the best way out he could find for himself.

His fate took a turn when he turned 18, when he caught the eye of the third wife's daughter.

The Xia family is divided into three branches. The main branch is led by Xia Qingyan, who has been in charge of the Xia family for 20 years and is the undisputed helmsman. Her husband is the eldest son of the Imperial Censor. They have two children, one of whom is in the palace and has been promoted to the title of Consort Jing, while the other is raised in seclusion and holds the highest position and most power.

Xia Qingshi, the second wife, actively engaged in business and has accumulated a considerable amount of money over the years.

There were only three wives. Xia Qinghu was a playboy who stole chickens and dogs, wandered the streets and alleys, and did not have a proper job. She had a daughter named Xia Wen, who was lecherous.

He was simply outside picking some newly opened roses for the young master. The roses swayed pitifully in the rain.

He used his hands to protect the flowers, looking anxious, which was noticed by someone with a keen eye.

His fate was sealed from birth: either he would be paired with the Xia family's steward, like cats and dogs breeding, to produce the next generation of servants to serve the Xia family, or he would be chosen by his master to become who knows how many concubines he would become.

He calmly accepted his fate.

But Xia Wen's fiancé found out about it.

Xia Wen's fiancé is the eldest son of the county magistrate, a man of noble birth, but also a ruthless and cruel man.

He had been trying to avoid recalling those events. The memory of that day was like a dagger stuck in his chest; every time he thought about it, it pierced his heart and caused him excruciating pain.

He called Xia Jin'an over, slapped him twice hard, ordered the servants to strip him of his clothes, and, holding a horsewhip, whipped him mercilessly until the man was satisfied.

Xia Jin lay on the ground, barely alive. He had been left to fend for himself in the deep mountains and forests by his servants.

Let me depart like this, this suffering world! This suffering human realm, he lay between his legs, suppressing his sobs.

But someone came and gently asked him, "Do you need help?"

Has someone come to rescue her?

It was a woman's voice. He raised his bright eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, her hair loose, smiling, and looking at him encouragingly.

Did the gods and Buddhas hear his prayers and send people to save him?

Women are all lustful, and he pleaded with this woman in a soft, coquettish voice, "Save me!" He then fainted, but his consciousness remained hazy and refused to sink into darkness.

He must have a fever; his whole body was burning hot! Bitter medicine slowly fell into his stomach, and he slowly opened his eyes, only to see a dilapidated house.

He was wearing a woman's dress draped over his body; it was made of linen, not fancy, but very clean.

Who is the woman who saved him?

Suddenly, someone came in.

Xia Jin'an moved a few steps on the bed in a bit of fear.

The person who entered was a tall woman, but she was covered in blood and had a wild boar weighing more than 100 pounds on her back!