Chapter Eleven: The Rogue

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A sudden jolt struck Luo Yun’er’s heart! How did Song Xirui know that she had bought jewelry in the past two days? Could it be that the other party had been secretly watching her all along? Before she could come up with an excuse, Mrs. Li’s sour words cut through the air: “Yun’er, you still have the heart to buy ornaments? It seems you’re not so concerned about your cousin after all!”

Her son praised her endlessly, yet she turned out to be so calculating! Luo Yun’er cast a venomous glance at Song Xirui and said only, “They’re worthless trinkets. I just don’t want to be looked down upon. Madam, please don’t misunderstand.”

This old hag was greedy too! Did she really expect her to hand over all her silver? She was not Song Xirui! After a few more words exchanged between the two, Mrs. Li urged Luo Yun’er to fetch the silver tickets.

Song Xirui quickly called for Hongdou to close the door. Grabbing the little maid firmly, she said solemnly, “Hongdou, take off your clothes quickly!”

“Ah?!!!” Hongdou’s mouth gaped wide enough to fit several peaches!

After less than half an incense stick’s time, Song Xirui clumsily lay on the sickbed, somewhat nervous as she said to the “Hongdou” in front of her, “Hong... Hongdou! You must come back early, okay?”

Hongdou nodded, suppressing a smile: “Don’t worry, I’ll be back right after you sleep.”

With that, she hurried out of the mansion.

Indeed, the “Hongdou” before them was none other than Song Xirui disguised. Not only was she skilled in sorcery, but she also knew a bit about disguise. Thinking of the time she had promised Xiao Yunci quickly approaching, she quickened her pace.

As she neared the Hongfu Restaurant, she was stopped in a narrow alley by three burly men. Each was tall and broad, their malicious gazes making Song Xirui uneasy.

“Little girl, you’ve got some looks. Come, come, come, keep us company and we’ll let you go, how about that?”

With the plague raging through the capital and officials busy with disaster relief, they took advantage to openly block passersby in broad daylight.

Song Xirui’s eyes darkened. These three ruffians dared to harass an innocent woman!

The leader, a fat man, leered as he approached, “Come here, let Fat Lord have a good kiss. Let’s be wild lovers out here in the open!”

Cold laughter rang in Song Xirui’s heart as she readied the paper doll hidden in her sleeve. She feigned fear, tears glistening in her eyes, “Alright, as long as you spare this girl’s life, I...”

Her eyes suddenly turned icy cold.

I want your life!

“Whoosh!”

An arrow arrived faster than she could react, piercing from the back of the fat man’s head through his forehead!

The fat man trembled violently, his eyes dropping lifelessly like a puppet’s, fixed on the blood dripping to the ground. His gaze flickered, “Blood...”

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His massive body crashed down with a thunderous sound—already dead.

Joy surged in Song Xirui’s heart as her eyes quickly scanned beyond the alley, then broke into a delighted smile.

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