Traveling through ancient times: daily life on the run

If Prince Ning refused, he would feel guilty about what he had just said. He simply couldn't do it. A young man from a wealthy family couldn't lose his prestige in front of a woman. He would definitely greatly increase the reward.

Sure enough, Prince Ning remained silent.

But his heart was churning with unpleasant emotions: No way! Could this woman want to be my princess? By asking me to redeem her, isn't that just because she wants me to marry her? If the Queen Mother and the Emperor knew about this, wouldn't they drown him in lewd seduce?

This woman must have guessed he was a prince, which is why she made such an unreasonable request. She's really scheming. It's best to be wary of women like this.

"If you don't want to, I won't force you. You don't have to feel too much pressure. I was just joking!"

She turned around and spoke softly to Master Xiao, "I am sorry for being rude. I am a brothel girl and I have made you gentlemen laugh."

Master Xiao couldn't bear to see the beauty's pitiful appearance, so he immediately comforted her: "Miss Ling Hong, don't blame yourself. Master Zhu will definitely give you a generous reward."

Miss Ling Hong smiled and tilted her head to look at Mr. Zhu in front of her.

"Okay, young lady, just tell me how much reward you need. I will also give you gold and silver jewelry. But young lady, please tell me who wrote the music and lyrics you just sang."

"Well, you wouldn't know him even if I told you." Qin Bingrui himself didn't know him. How could he know him if they weren't even in the same time and space? But he was an expert at deceiving people. "When I was young, my sister and I met a hermit master who took us in as disciples. He was extremely powerful, but he never showed his face to the world. But since my sister and I left the mountains, we haven't heard from him since."

"A hermit? I never thought the girl had such an extraordinary past. Why has she ended up like this?"

"When I was 13, my sister and I left the mountains. Because we had little worldly experience, we were deceived by a wicked person who then abducted us and separated us. After we were separated, I was sold to this brothel by human traffickers and became a street performer. Now I have accumulated a lot of money, and I just want to be redeemed one day and find my sister.

I once thought about redeeming myself, but my mother thought I was a cash cow and wouldn't let me go easily. Plus, I have to hand over half of my earnings to her, so I can't save the money she mentioned for redemption. So, I was rude just now."

She spoke so pitifully that I almost cried when she was speaking with such emotion, but who among the prostitutes in this world is not pitiful?

King Ning knew that she was an extraordinary woman, so he was willing to speak freely with her. Now, after hearing what she said, he had a new idea.

"It's not impossible to redeem yourself."

"Mr. Zhu?" Mr. Xiao and Mr. Zhao were surprised at the same time. They didn't dare to agree to such a thing casually. If the elders in their family heard about it, they would be skinned alive if not dead.

"Sir, if you are willing to help me, I will definitely lend you a helping hand to achieve your dream."

Prince Ning frowned slightly: She didn't even say anything about repaying me with her whole life and working like a slave. Did I misunderstand her?

"How can you help me?" King Ning thought about his current status. What else could he need from a prostitute? However, he did not refuse. He wanted to see what this girl was capable of.

"Mr. Zhu, if you really want to, you can come here tomorrow with money and I'll make a deal with you. If you think it's worth it, can you redeem me?"

"no problem!"

Mr. Zhu is also a straightforward person, mainly because he was deeply moved by the lyrics and music he heard today.

He then chatted for a few more words and continued drinking and having fun with a few young masters until the sun was already half full.

When Master Zhu stepped out of the doorway, Qin Bingrui pulled at his sleeve, his bright eyes gleaming with brilliance.

"Mr. Zhu, you must come tomorrow. I'll be waiting for you!"

Prince Ning snorted lightly, neither nodding nor refusing.

Qin Bingrui was not sure whether he would come. After all, as a prince, he could not enter and leave this brothel casually. If he was recognized, he would get into trouble.

As Master Zhu and his companions boarded the carriage, Master Xiao couldn't help but tease, "It seems Miss Ling Hong has truly taken a liking to our handsome Prince Ning. Her taste is truly sharp! Interesting!"

Young Master Zhao jokingly replied, "Is Prince Ning really planning to redeem Miss Ling Hong? This girl is certainly brave, but her life story is truly pitiful. She even has a master who is a hermit. No wonder she's so different from ordinary women! I wonder what surprises she'll bring to Prince Ning tomorrow."

Prince Ning returned to his usual taciturn self.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow!"

The next day, Qin Bingrui had another dream. The Master Zhu in the dream turned out to be His Royal Highness Prince Ning. Then, in a daze, he dreamed of a white tiger being caught and locked in an iron cage. It was very strange.

After waking up, Qin Bingrui rubbed the two big white buns on his chest vigorously. It felt so comfortable. It seemed that all this was not a dream. He really turned into a woman, and a stunningly beautiful one at that.

The woman in the bronze mirror was probably about seventeen or eighteen years old. Even without makeup, she looked extremely charming and graceful, with peach blossom eyes, cherry lips, a high and small nose, a delicate and plump oval face, smooth and natural facial lines, and perfect bone structure and skin.

"You're so good-looking, but I wonder if you have the strength to beat someone up?"

Qin Bingrui made all kinds of facial expressions in front of the bronze mirror. She looked beautiful no matter how you looked at her. No wonder men couldn't take their eyes off her, and women's eyes were filled with tears of envy after being amazed.

Qin Bingrui took out the three thousand taels of silver note that Mr. Zhu had rewarded him yesterday, and paid three thousand taels to his mother. This prince was really generous. Qin Bingrui felt that he needed to curry favor with him, but he couldn't let him suffer all the losses.

He asked Qing'er to bring the brush, ink, paper and inkstone. After Qing'er brought them, she asked in surprise, "Miss, Qing'er didn't know you could write and paint?"

Qin Bingrui's eyes lit up and he asked, "Then do you know what I am good at?"

"You are good at a lot, young lady. You can compose music and play the piano. I don't think I've ever seen you play chess, but you dance beautifully. Oh, and you can also dance with a sword. A light leap like you have extraordinary martial arts skills."

"effort?"

Yesterday, Qin Bingrui was still thinking that although this girl looked thin and weak, she actually had a low fat percentage and a lot of muscle mass. Plus, she was about 168 to 170 cm tall, so she must be very strong. He needed to slowly train this body, and when he found Luo Yu and Xia Liang in the future, he would also have to protect the two sisters!

After noon, King Ning's men still did not show up.

Qin Bingrui drew the desired weapon shape on paper, including horizontal, vertical, cross-sectional and three-dimensional display diagrams. This technology was a piece of cake for him, a special forces soldier who had served in the army and survived to the end.

In his present life, he was already 24 years old. Who could have imagined that three years after joining the army, a biochemical crisis would break out, leaving him the only soldier alive in the known world? Later, Xia Liang, who had some medical knowledge, told him that the three of them might be immune to the biochemical virus. Consequently, in the following years, the three of them diligently studied various fields, hoping to put them to use after their time travel.

After painting for nearly a whole day, it was already late. It seemed that it was not easy to make an appointment with His Royal Highness Prince Ning.