The sick king's bride to bring him good fortune

Upon hearing this, Su'er shuddered and immediately shook her head like a rattle drum: "No, Your Highness, the Prince said that I must stay with you. I cannot leave."

"Heh." Having already known that Su'er would say that, Ruan Mozhu was not surprised. She snorted coldly and ignored Su'er as she walked forward.

Su'er paused, somewhat confused. She only knew that the princess seemed to be in a bad mood. However, even knowing that the princess was in a bad mood, she could not leave the princess, since she was the prince's woman.

With a soft sigh, Su'er followed closely behind Ruan Mozhu.

The ancient streets were bustling and prosperous, quite different from the artificial imitations of the past that we see today; they felt more natural.

There were no tangled power lines, no crowds in short-sleeved shirts, only ordinary people exuding an ancient atmosphere and living their simple, unpretentious lives.

Ruan Mozhu thought that if she hadn't met Wei Jingnan, if there hadn't been that elopement scene in the brothel, perhaps she could have lived the simplest and most fulfilling life in ancient times.

However, there are no "what ifs" in this world, so where does the "what if" come from, and where does the "maybe" come from?

"Sigh." Ruan Mozhu walked to a small stall, and the various wooden handicrafts on display made her sigh. What's done is done. Since she was already here, and things had already turned out this way, what was the point of thinking so much? Living in the present was the most important thing.

Well, after fiddling with the lifelike carved bird, Ruan Mozhu couldn't help but think of Wei Jingnan, and the things she had said to him today. She wondered if he had calmed down yet.

Actually, the reason I was so angry and upset today was simply because Wei Jingnan slept with me, but this man will sleep with other women in the future, and maybe he has already slept with quite a few women before.

"Tsk." Turning away from the stall, ignoring the vendor's calls, Ruan Mozhu shrugged: "At worst, I'll just consider it a dog bite. After all, he's still a prince, and so handsome. It seems like I've come out on top."

She murmured to herself, and after thinking about it for a while, she felt much better.

If Wei Jingnan knew what Ruan Mozhu was thinking right now, he'd probably want to kill her.

Su'er stood not far from Ruan Mozhu and breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw her princess finally smile.

In short, she just didn't want to see the princess and the prince arguing; they needed to get along well.

Thinking this, she lifted her foot to walk towards Ruan Mozhu, but suddenly saw a flamboyantly dressed middle-aged woman walking aggressively toward her princess.

A chill ran down her spine. This was terrible! That woman was clearly no good; she was after the princess's looks.

Without time to think, Su'er rushed to Ruan Mozhu's side and stood in front of her, saying, "Your Highness, who is this person? He seems very angry with you." As she spoke, the person had already arrived in front of the two of them, glaring fiercely at Ruan Mozhu.

Ruan Mozhu narrowed her eyes slightly, a glint of shrewdness flashing in them as she looked at the man. This was the brothel madam who had caused her to become like this. If she hadn't beaten up the original owner of this body back then, perhaps she wouldn't be here.

Therefore, the vast majority of everything I'm suffering now stems from this madam.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that he was venting all his frustrations from last night and the grievances he had suffered at Wei Jingnan's hands today on the madam. Immediately, his gaze toward the madam turned unfriendly.

However, since Ruan Mozhu harbored resentment towards the madam, how could the madam possibly let Ruan Mozhu off the hook?

Because of Ruan Mozhu's elopement, the madam had inexplicably lost a lot of money. Not only was she penniless, but she was also ridiculed by the other madams in the same industry for her lack of face and dignity. Now that she had seen the culprit, it would be merciful for the madam not to tear Ruan Mozhu to pieces.

"Hmph, Furong, you actually dare to show your face in front of me? You really have a lot of nerve!" As soon as the madam spoke, Ruan Mozhu was stunned for a moment before realizing that Furong was the original owner's name when she was in the brothel.

Furong, lol, Ruan Mozhu actually thought of the popular internet celebrity Furong Sister in that instant.

Lost in her thoughts, Ruan Mozhu didn't hear a word the madam said.

The madam grew even angrier when she saw that Ruan Mozhu didn't react for a long time.

Today, he came to the street to look for some promising talents, and naturally he brought some thugs with him. When he saw that Ruan Mozhu ignored him, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Someone, take this girl to Zuichunlou." It was more like kidnapping than inviting her.

After saying this, the madam stepped aside, and several burly men immediately surrounded Su'er and Ruan Mozhu.

The madam had completely forgotten about Su'er from beginning to end. Now that she saw Su'er's delicate features, she immediately smiled, her bright red lips painted on, and said, "Remember, bring them all back to me. Be careful not to hurt their faces."

This article is from Kanshu.com novels.