Following Ye Qingcheng’s orders, Bixi dared not disobey and slowly retreated to fetch a small knife.
Even though the original host had already passed away, Ye Qingcheng would not allow anyone to bully this body in the slightest, no matter how fragile she might have been.
Ye Qingcheng didn't care if she was a favored concubine or anything else. In the 21st century, there was an old saying: "When in Rome, do as the Romans do."
For the sake of sharing the same name, Ye Qingcheng would definitely help her get back at those who wronged her.
Otherwise, how would the nicknames "ferocious," "shrew," and "tomboy" have come to be associated with her in her previous life?
The current Ye Qingcheng was no longer a kind-hearted person.
How else could she live up to her nicknames?
Ye Qingcheng sat in the waist-high wooden tub, holding water. She watched the crystal-clear water slip through her wrists as she drifted into a daze.
Just then, a knock echoed in Ye Qingcheng's ears.
"Wang Fei, the item you requested has been obtained by your servant."
It was Bixi's voice. She let out a sigh of relief and said, "Come in."
Bixi, standing outside the door, paused.
The Wang Fei's voice had never been this cold and commanding before.
Despite her thoughts, the door creaked open, and a figure in servant's attire entered Ye Qingcheng's sight. She rose from the wooden tub. Bixi, seeing this, quickly picked up the spare dress placed on the screen and helped Ye Qingcheng dress.
Afterward, Bixi handed the small knife to Ye Qingcheng. Upon receiving the knife, Ye Qingcheng looked at its razor sharpness and a sinister smile played on her lips.
In their world, there was a saying: "It's better to provoke anyone than a woman."
Women were considered very insignificant beings in the eyes of men.
Of course, that was just one woman. One woman was indeed insignificant. But what if... it was a group of women?
One woman, when enraged, could kill and seek revenge against men, leaving them unable to retaliate.
A group of women could kill a burly man.
Let's see if he was truly fearless.
Ye Qingcheng looked at herself in the mirror, having changed into a new dress, and was momentarily stunned. Although her hair was loose, the pale pink floral dress adorned her, revealing her gracefully curved neck and clearly visible collarbone. Anyone else seeing this would surely be moved. Only that blind fool, Xiao Wangye, would fail to see it!
"Wang Fei, what should we do next?"
Bixi, watching her Wang Fei admire herself, felt a little anxious!
Ye Qingcheng waved her hand, a slight smile curving her lips. "Hey, Bixi, tell me, has that dog of a Prince Regent ever given me any jewelry or similar items?"
Bixi looked at her Wang Fei, scratching the back of her head. "Yes, Wang Fei. You cherish them very much! They are kept in the cabinet on the vanity."
"Let's go, back to the room," Ye Qingcheng said, waving her hand and signaling Bixi to follow.
"Yes," Bixi replied hastily.
Ye Qingcheng and Bixi arrived at the original owner's room. She hid the small knife and was about to rest when another knock sounded from outside.
"Ye Wang Fei, your contraceptive medicine. The Prince has sent his subordinate to deliver it."
Ye Qingcheng waved her hand, asking Bixi to open the door. Was that the guard from earlier?
Bixi saw the man in black enter and thought, if one didn't know better, they'd think an assassin had broken in to rob the place.
Bixi took the medicine for Ye Qingcheng and handed it to her. Bixi's hands trembled slightly, but Ye Qingcheng drank it down without hesitation. The dark guard left Ye Qingcheng's room after seeing her finish the contraceptive medicine.
Ye Qingcheng let out a cold snort, "Dog man, you will definitely regret this later."
The next day
Ye Qingcheng packed the jewelry that Xiao Wangye had previously given her, which she had found yesterday. She changed her clothes with Bixi and left the mansion.
At this moment, Ye Qingcheng was dressed as a man. Bixi was not accustomed to men's clothing, so Ye Qingcheng could not have Bixi change into men's attire. Having arrived in ancient times, Ye Qingcheng wanted to experience it thoroughly.
She walked unhurriedly through the streets. She didn't know if people could see through the female impersonation as depicted in historical dramas. She was determined to try it out.
Originally, Bixi was unwilling to let Ye Qingcheng wear men's clothing. She felt that girls should maintain a virtuous and demure appearance. Unfortunately, the former Ye Qingcheng would have listened to her. But this was no longer the former Ye Qingcheng.
Of course, she would not listen to Bixi's outdated ways of thinking. She was a vibrant young woman from the 21st century.
To put it mildly, even in her father's era, he had always forbidden Ye Qingcheng from studying medicine, believing that it was of little use for women. But Ye Qingcheng did not listen. And now, the title of a renowned physician was presented to him as a show of defiance.
Her father was a Chinese teacher, always wanting his daughter to follow in his footsteps as a teacher. But Ye Qingcheng had no interest in teaching, so her father could do nothing about her. Let alone Bixi, with her ancient mindset.
It had to be said, the streets of ancient times were indeed lively.
Although the streets in modern society were also lively, there were still differences.
In ancient times, Ye Qingcheng could feel the goodwill of the people on the streets. This was just the first point. She felt that the human touch was heavier in ancient times. On modern streets, the most common sights were people rushing to work, and young people rushing to classes for their studies, where every second counted as there was a saying that knowledge was wealth.
In short, there was only one sentence to describe it: each had its own advantages and disadvantages.
"Wang~~"
"Hmm?"
Bixi almost revealed Ye Qingcheng's current identity as a woman. She glared at Bixi, who quickly covered her mouth and said tremblingly, "Young Master."
"Hmm~"
Ye Qingcheng arrived at the pharmacy and surveyed it. This pharmacy was not even as large as the teahouse next door, which was not surprising.
The pharmacy was pitifully quiet. The owner, rarely seeing a customer, quickly stepped forward to inquire, "Ah, Young Master, what do you require?"
Ye Qingcheng thought for a moment, her gaze settling on the medicine cabinets on the sides and the inscriptions on the smaller cabinets at the front counter.
The owner carefully observed Ye Qingcheng, thinking she must be a wealthy young man.
After a quick scan of the pharmacy, Ye Qingcheng realized that all the medicines she wanted were available.
Prince Regent's Mansion
When Xiao Wangye heard the dark guard's report about the Wang Fei's difficult behavior towards Yu Jian yesterday, he was extremely angry.
Xiao Wangye then ordered Yu Jian to be brought before him. Yu Jian wiped away her tears with her sleeve and choked out, "Lord Xiao, you must seek justice for your maids."
Xiao Wangye angrily slammed the teacup in his hand next to Yu Jian. Yu Jian flinched in fear and knelt on the ground. Xiao Wangye was known as the Prince Regent, and the servants in the Prince Regent's Mansion affectionately called him Lord Xiao.
Xiao Wangye's aversion to Ye Qingcheng deepened. He sat aside and waved his hand, signaling Yu Jian and the dark guard to leave.
Upon returning to the Prince Regent's Mansion, Ye Qingcheng seemed to recall what Bixi had told her yesterday. The Ye family patriarch's birthday was coming up, and he wanted her to return with Xiao Wangye.
Heh, with that arrogant expression of the man surnamed Xiao, just thinking about it made her angry.
If it weren't for the original host's excessive infatuation, she wouldn't have held back her desire to hit him several times.
"So annoying."