Chapter 4: How to Meet the Male Lead

  A bloody case triggered by a single steamed bun may have started like this...

  After finishing eating, the sky had completely darkened. I patted my half-full belly and pondered how to escape and meet the male lead destined for me.

  The moonlight pours down through the gap in the window, and I stare at it intently. Suddenly, a thought flashes into my mind - just now, my sister was able to stretch her hand in, proving that the window hasn't frozen shut yet.

  My heart was racing like a little deer, I quietly walked to the windowsill, gave it a push, haha, the window opened!

  I looked up at the sky and let out a long whistle, still excited. It seems that the female lead indeed has many convenient doors forever.

  With one jump and one bounce, I surprisingly jumped down easily.

  This small garden is pitch black, with only a few stars in the night sky. Indeed, it's good that there was no lighting in ancient times.

  It's also true that a healthy body is agile. If I were to fall like this in modern times, I'd definitely end up on the ground and then the doctor would have to rush me to emergency care.

  Uh... got sidetracked...

  I suppressed my emotions and slipped quietly out of the yard.

  Out of the garden, I ran for another stretch, then walked a bit, and ran again. By the time I fled into the city with a disheveled appearance, it was already broad daylight. Standing at the city gate, I stared at those two golden lacquered characters: Chang'an, panting heavily! To escape, I had actually walked continuously for one night, if it were in the past, I...

  Let's drop it...

  Chang'an, could this be the dynasty of Tang Dynasty's Li Shiming?

  Walking into the city, the prosperous Chang'an Street is indeed no worse than what's shown on TV or described in books. But strangely, everyone's clothes don't seem to be from the Tang Dynasty.

  The clothes here are somewhat similar to those of the Han Dynasty, but with a lot more elegance. The women's bodies have a light sandy texture, which is quite beautiful. I swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva and looked at my own gray linen robe again, feeling inferior and wanting to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

  What should I do? With this outfit of mine, even if I were to meet the male lead, let alone a beggar, no one would bother with me.

  Suddenly smelling a fragrance, I just remembered that I was hungry again.

  "Hey, don't block the way!" Suddenly a dirty little hand pulled me open, I turned back to see a beggar wearing tattered clothes saying viciously: "Don't you know the rules?"

  As expected, I've been treated as a freeloader. How am I supposed to meet the male lead now?