"Did you ever think that I would buy you for a hundred silver taels?" Han Xiu asked.

Murong Qing shook her head, "I never thought you would be so poor that you couldn't even afford a steamed bun."

"Actually, it's very cheap. It's only the money for a wild boar and a hare."

"I'll catch a wild boar and hare and give them to you." Murong Qing gritted his teeth.

"No need, just be a good wife to me."

"No!" "You can't get married without a betrothal gift!"

"That wild boar and hare are are betrothal gifts."

"I'm that cheap!"

"Yes, my cheap lady!" Han Xiu said proudly.