After her senior sister was reborn, she actually became a powerful and arrogant protagonist?!

Although in his previous life he had no interaction with this seventh prince.

But compared to letting that hypocritical Feng Xiuquan become the king of the Tianyuan Dynasty, Chu Luobai would much rather have the Seventh Prince become the king of the Tianyuan Dynasty.

In her previous life, when Chu Luobai was fleeing for her life, she went to several areas under the jurisdiction of the Seventh Prince.

Despite the remoteness of those places, the ordinary people living there all had smiles on their faces.

Even when they encountered a ragged, obviously penniless outsider like him, they still greeted him with a smile.

They even warmly welcomed Chu Luobai to their home for the night.

A person who can govern a remote region in this way is far more suitable to ascend the throne than someone who only knows how to play power games in the capital.

As soon as they entered the inn, Chu Luobai and Qiu Lin bumped into Xiao Xuancheng.

Mu Yurou followed behind Xiao Xuancheng, and when she saw Chu Luobai, a hint of resentment flashed in her almond-shaped eyes.

Then his gaze fell on the little beggar in Chu Luobai's arms.

"Ah, this young master is so pitiful, how could he be so badly injured?"

In the lobby of the inn, many disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect were eating when Mu Yurou's sweet voice instantly attracted the attention of many people.

"I have some medical knowledge. Senior sister, why don't you give me the person and I will treat him?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuancheng frowned.

"He's just a beggar. Life and death are predestined. Rou'er, you don't need to be so kind."

After saying that, he looked at Chu Luobai with disgust.

"This inn has been booked by my Qingyun Sword Sect. Chu Luobai, you brought here a person of unknown origin. Where do you place the safety of my sect's disciples?"

Chu Luobai was speechless. Did Xiao Xuancheng forget his brain on Qingyun Peak when he went down the mountain?

"If the disciples of the Sword Sect are afraid of an unarmed youth, they should go back to their sect and start training from scratch, so as not to be laughed at by people from other sects in the future."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths."

Xiao Xuancheng's gaze was deep, and Mu Yurou, who was beside him, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, pleading with a look of pity.

"Senior brother, that beggar is really pitiful, let's help him."

"Rou'er, you are still too naive."

Xiao Xuancheng reached out and gently touched Mu Yurou's head.

Chu Luobai felt nauseous at the sight, and after coming down the mountain these past two days, she didn't even want to pretend anymore.

Poor Jiang Yuzhe, he's still carrying water inside the Demon Suppression Tower.

"If you want to flirt, go back to your own room. Don't block my way from saving people."

"Senior sister, my relationship with my senior brother is just that of fellow disciples."

Mu Yurou blushed slightly, took two steps forward shyly, and stretched out her hands toward Chu Luobai.

"Give me this little beggar, and I will heal him."

No one knew when the little beggar woke up, but when he saw Mu Yurou's outstretched hands, his body trembled slightly, and he buried his head in Chu Luobai's arms.

Mu Yurou was inexplicably taken aback. She hesitantly withdrew her hand, her pretty face slightly pale, looking hurt.

"A thankless wretch."

Xiao Xuancheng looked displeased, and Mu Yurou quickly stepped in front of him.

"Perhaps he's just injured and hasn't recovered from his fear. Senior brother, don't hold a grudge against him."

Feeling the boy in his arms begin to tremble slightly, Chu Luobai completely lost his patience.

She turned to look at Qiu Lin, who was standing to the side.

"I would like to trouble Junior Brother Qiu to find me a doctor."

Qiu Lin nodded hurriedly and turned to leave the inn.

Chu Luobai, carrying the Seventh Prince, bypassed Mu Yurou and Xiao Xuancheng and went straight upstairs.

Watching Chu Luobai's departing figure, Mu Yurou felt inexplicably uneasy.

Based on her years of reading experience, the boy's identity must be extraordinary.

Recalling the scene where Chu Luobai stole the show at Cuiqing Tower, Mu Yurou secretly clenched her hands in her sleeves.

It's bad enough that they stole the right to cultivate immortality, but now they've stolen another one. Could it be that Chu Luobai is the female lead of this world...?

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Guest rooms on the second floor of the inn.

"This young master has only suffered superficial injuries. He will recover in a few days with some ointment."

"However, the young master has suffered from long-term malnutrition and is severely deficient in internal organs. If he is not treated in time, he may develop chronic illnesses."

Qiu Lin paid the consultation fee and followed the doctor downstairs to copy the prescription.

The boy on the bed stared at Chu Luobai. After his dirty little face was wiped clean, his originally delicate features were revealed.

His dark eyes revealed a composure completely out of character for his age.

But his trembling eyelashes betrayed a hint of his unease.

"Thank you for saving me, fairy. I will repay your kindness a hundredfold in the future."

This pretentious, grown-up act made Chu Luobai want to laugh.

"I don't even know your name. If you change your mind later, who am I supposed to turn to?"

The boy seemed to realize something was wrong and quickly offered an explanation.

"I am Xun Yuan, and I will never forget the fairy's life-saving grace."

Xun Yuan, Feng Xun Yuan, is indeed the seventh prince who utterly crushed Feng Xiu Quan.

Chu Luobai learned by chance that Feng Xunyuan had been sold into the Nanfeng Brothel.

I came to this area to look for it, just to give it a try.

I never expected that I would actually be found.

Looking at that former tyrant, now appearing guilty yet feigning composure, Chu Luobai suddenly felt a surge of malice.

"Young master, you always talk about repaying kindness, but I am an immortal cultivator from a sect, while you are just a mortal. How do you plan to repay me in the future?"

Feng Xunyuan was taken aback; clearly, he hadn't considered this question yet.

But he quickly realized what was happening, clasped his hands together, and bowed to Chu Luobai.

"The grace of being saved is like being given a second life. I will do my best to fulfill any request the fairy may have in the future, even at the cost of my life."

Feng Xunyuan's seriousness made Chu Luobai feel a little embarrassed.

How could a grown man like himself be teasing a child?

"Alright, I don't need you to repay my kindness. Take a shower first, then eat something before taking your medicine."

Seeing that Feng Xunyuan did not move, Chu Luobai kindly asked.

"What's wrong? Does your wound still hurt? Do you need me to clean it for you?"

"No need, no need. Please go out for a moment, fairy. There is a difference between men and women."

A blush crept across Feng Xunyuan's fair face as he lowered his head and gradually lowered his voice.

Having gotten used to taking care of his junior brother on Xiaoyao Peak, he had forgotten the strict separation between men and women in the mortal world.

Chu Luobai quickly got up and walked outside.

"The hot water contains the medicine the doctor gave us. If it hurts too much while you're washing, just get out quickly. Don't worry about wasting the medicine."

After giving his instructions, Chu Luobai closed the door after seeing Feng Xunyuan nod.

Feng Xunyuan slowly got out of bed, feeling as if his wounds were being torn open again with every movement, the pain excruciating.

"Why are the people from the Qingyun Sword Sect here to save me?"

"Well, at least I'll suffer less."