The sick king's bride to bring him good fortune

Su'er thought the prince had lost his memory, but she didn't find that he had actually regained it. This made her very depressed, since Wang Fei had never mentioned this matter, so she didn't know whether the prince had regained his memory or not.

Su'er was very upset, but she hoped even more that the prince would stop being angry, because he was very scared. The princess was going on an adventure, which was why the prince was so angry.

From the beginning, the prince cared deeply for the princess. Now, the princess is going on such a dangerous mission behind his back. How could he not be angry? Compared to that other incident, if the princess were to do it and not return, wouldn't the princess be gone? No wonder the prince would be furious. So, he's already being lenient by not punishing her yet. However, this has left her terrified, as if a knife is always hanging over her head, ready to fall at any moment.

Meanwhile, on Ruan Mozhu's side, it was too dark at night. She sat swaying in the carriage, thinking about how she had been alone since she transmigrated. Slowly, she had made many friends and met many people, including Wei Jingnan, members of the royal family, and Xue'er. Although she had a lot of money...

But what is this? She was always alone, and it wasn't as good as home or a place where she could rest. In this Western Region, everything was unfamiliar to her when she first arrived.

Gradually, she came to understand. She started doing business, things gradually improved, and she eventually built a chain of businesses. In reality, everyone is just a different person, only in a different environment. What's the big deal? In fact, everyone can only rely on themselves. Why think about those things? Humans are social animals, but that doesn't mean that a person can't survive without friendship, family, or love.

Xue'er remained silent, as she felt the princess was deep in thought and she didn't want to disturb her.

Everything seemed so quiet. Passing through a grove of trees, one could hear the rustling of leaves. Ruan Mozhu wanted to fall asleep, but the thought of tomorrow made her unsure of what to do. She knew that tomorrow's battle would be a tough one, and she didn't know what to do. After all, she was just a woman. Even if she had weapons, what good would they do? She possessed too much, which made her a strong woman. She wanted to stand at the top of this world and make others look up to her.

But effort and reward are relative; if she wants to stand at the top, she has to go out and do more for others. She has been working so hard for so long and has never stopped.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped for some unknown reason, swayed slightly, and the princess woke up immediately, opening her eyes.

Xue'er quickly went out to take a look, then came back in and said to Ruan Mozhu.

“Your Highness, the day before yesterday, we don’t know who was fighting, but it looked very fierce. There were two groups of people. Should we take a detour?”

Xue'er calmly said that most people would probably be terrified by such a scene, but Xue'er was not frightened. After all, she had seen a lot of things. The original blogger was very satisfied with this aspect of Xue'er, as she didn't need some timid and cowardly people around her.

The clanging and clashing of weapons could be heard outside, making a loud noise as they clashed in the air. Ruan Mozhu wasn't surprised, after all, tomorrow was the martial arts tournament, and many people would be rushing there. It was inevitable that some people would fight on the way. After all, in this ancient world, it was a world where only the strong survived.

The weak will be mercilessly devoured. People in this world are cold-hearted; everyone is looking out for themselves. Who would actually act like Ruan Mozhu, caring for others?

Ruan Mozhu lifted the curtain and looked out. Sure enough, there were two teams fighting. He could almost smell the strong smell of blood in the air. Ruan Mozhu frowned. After all, he didn't like the smell of blood. It was too sweet.

One group looked particularly badly injured because they were almost wiped out, yet they were still mercilessly surrounded and killed. They were all caught in the crossfire, and their bodies will likely be scattered in different places.

Xue'er asked the princess for her opinion. If the princess wanted to help, she would help; if she didn't want to, she could take a detour or just leave.

Why did he pull his head back again? He didn't want to save them at first, but after looking closely, he felt sorry for them. He thought that when people are down on their luck, they always need someone to lend a hand. Otherwise, how can they have a bright future? So Ruan Mozhu gave the signal to send people to save them. Immediately, several people flew over and drove back the group. The group didn't want to give up, after all, they were almost wiped out. But when they saw a sect suddenly appear in the starry sky and just protect them, they were unwilling, but they didn't dare to do anything. So they could only leave angrily.

The remaining few people watched as Ruan Mozhu slowly approached, thinking how fortunate they were to have been saved. As Ruan Mozhu drew near, her white shoes, stained with lime, became somewhat dirty. She looked down at the group, her noble eyes filled with cold indifference, devoid of any warmth. She merely tugged at the corner of her mouth and said, "I saved your lives. You will only obey me for the rest of your lives. Either you leave now and let those people slaughter you."

Ruan Mozhu was no saint. If you wanted her to save you, you had to pay the price: to be at her beck and call for the rest of your life.

The group hesitated for a moment, but then they thought, "This person is dressed so richly; he must be no ordinary person. If we follow him, we will surely live a good life and a peaceful existence." So they knelt before him and said, "We are willing. We will obey your every command and follow you forever."

Their orderly voices sounded very imposing in the night. Ruan Mozhu was very satisfied. After all, they had subdued a small team so easily. Judging from their skills, they were definitely not ordinary people. This was also increasing her power. Ruan Mozhu was very happy and just found it fun. She looked at Xue'er and said to her.

"Bring them to our property. Go and settle them in. Remember to make sure they are well hidden so they can't be found again." Ruan Mozhu didn't want the people she saved to be found and killed by her enemies. Otherwise, all her efforts would have been in vain.

Xue'er agreed and then led the people down. After all, Ruan Mozhu's businesses were everywhere. There was an inn not far away, and Ruan Mozhu's chain stores could be found in almost any place. Ruan Mozhu's wish had finally been largely fulfilled, so hiding these people was not a problem at all. Xue'er then left, and Ruan Mozhu followed the carriage towards the place of the martial arts tournament.

Mo Zhu swayed and fell asleep on the street, and the night passed like that. When she woke up early the next morning, Xue'er shook her awake. With her delicate eyes looking at Ruan Mo Zhu, Xue'er said with great concern, "Your Highness should wake up. We have arrived at Tianjian Manor."

Ruan Mozhu was still groggy when she woke up. She rubbed her eyes, looked around, lifted the curtain, and found that it was already daylight. Ruan Mozhu stretched and got off the carriage.

They discovered this was indeed a spacious place. A path stretched out before them, leading directly to the mountaintop. Ruan Mozhu could see just how majestic the mountain was. Since it looked like there were steps, she wondered if they really had to climb it.

This is too physically demanding! Ruan Mozhu was surprised, after all, it was the first time she had seen this peculiar manor. Other sects would love for their thresholds to be lower so that more people could come easily. But this manor had built so many steps. What was he trying to do? Was he testing the guests? This really seemed to be quite ingenious.

Ruan Mozhu had no choice but to climb up step by step, only to find that others had come up behind her. Some of them had also boarded a sedan chair and looked smug, as if they were very dashing and debonair.

However, they were all amazed when they passed by Ruan Mozhu. Ruan Mozhu was wearing a flowing white and gold rose-trimmed dress, which made her look exceptionally fairy-like, noble and aloof, making her look particularly ethereal, as if she could amaze everyone's eyes.

What a joke! Ruan Mozhu's makeup skills are no joke. She can make herself look good from every angle. After all, she has the skills. In any case, she has to attend the martial arts tournament, so she needs to make herself look pretty. After all, it has always been about looks.

"I wonder which sect this lady belongs to. She looks so young, or is she a woman? It's truly a rare sight." A man sitting in a sedan chair next to Ruan Mozhu said. Because he was looking down at her, Ruan Mozhu felt it was inappropriate to look up at him, so she smiled gently and replied.

"I am the Pavilion Master of Zhuqing Pavilion. Do you have any objections?" She smiled gently, raising her eyebrows with a pure yet alluring charm that made people almost intoxicated. Ruan Mozhu did not use her true appearance; she wore a human skin mask, yet she was an unparalleled beauty.

"No objection." The man was stunned. Such a beautiful woman was actually the head of the newly established Bamboo Green Pavilion. This was too surprising. After all, the mysterious head of the pavilion was quite astonishing. Legend has it that he built Bamboo Green Pavilion single-handedly, making it gradually stronger. He had great wealth and a considerable background, which was why things went so smoothly. He had thought it would be some burly man, but it turned out to be a delicate woman, and a very charming one at that.

How could this not surprise others? Looking at his expression, Ruan Mozhu knew that he was captivated by his appearance. They were all just people who judged by looks. How vulgar! Ruan Mozhu immediately didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she turned around and continued walking. Xue'er followed behind her, and behind Xue'er was a group of Ruan Mozhu's people.

They were all women, dressed elegantly, with average looks and a pretty appearance. The scenery was beautiful. It was the first time I had ever seen a sect bring women to participate in a martial arts tournament. No matter what, women could not defeat men, after all, they were much weaker.

But she looks so elegant, which makes you think she's capable. I wonder what amazing performance she'll give later.

This is truly surprising.

Ruan Mozhu thought that they were already waiting for her at Tianjian Manor, and there were probably many people upstairs as well. As she represented Zhuqing Pavilion, she couldn't afford to lose face no matter what.

Suddenly, a gust of wind approached from behind. "Why don't you take one of my palm strikes, sir?" Ruan Mozhu thought to herself, "This is bad."

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