The sick king's bride to bring him good fortune

This girl is quite pretty; taking her back would at least be a business opportunity.

The madam had a pretty good idea in mind, but she didn't realize who Su'er was working for. When she heard that the madam was going to kidnap her princess, Su'er got angry. Seeing the madam looking at her and Ruan Mozhu like she was appraising merchandise, she immediately took action.

Su'er was trained by Wei Jingnan, and her martial arts skills were far beyond what a few strong men could match. With a backflip in mid-air, she kicked off the two strong men in front of her, and they fell to the ground.

With almost no effort, Su'er dealt with five or six burly men, then looked at the terrified madam and sneered repeatedly: "You actually dared to touch our princess, you must have eaten the gall of a leopard!" It must be said that although Su'er usually acts quite unreliable in front of Ruan Mozhu, she is actually the most reliable person when something really happens.

"No, no, who are you?" The madam retreated timidly, perhaps too nervous, her legs trembling slightly. She swallowed several times, not even hearing clearly the way Su'er addressed Ruan Mozhu.

Throughout the entire process, Ruan Mozhu watched from the sidelines with a faint smile on her lips, seemingly unfazed by the earlier commotion.

Seeing the madam like this, she stepped forward and said, "Madam, tell me, you clearly saw that I had other people with me, yet you still wanted to take me back. Don't you ever think about what kind of status I have now?"

She circled the madam, resting her chin on her hand. "You shouldn't be able to afford to offend a family that employs maids, right? Why are you so careless?" As she spoke, she blinked, seemingly blaming the madam for being too careless.

But Su'er knew that this was a way of mocking others that belonged only to the princess.

"Furong, you..." Clearly, the madam was not appreciative. She looked at Ruan Mozhu with wide eyes, as if she wanted to tear Ruan Mozhu to pieces.

Seeing her like this, Ruan Mozhu actually laughed.

"Haha, look, look. Mom, you can't look so fierce, or you'll scare away a lot of customers."

"Furong, you little bastard, I spit on you!" Who was the madam? She was the head of a brothel. In this capital city, who could keep a brothel running safely without some kind of power behind them? How could the madam care about Ruan Mozhu's little tricks? She continued to provoke Ruan Mozhu recklessly.

Since there weren't many people in this area, the few people there had already disappeared without a trace when the madam came earlier.

This made things easier for Ruan Mozhu.

Before Su'er could make the first move, she stepped forward and slapped her across the face.

The madam's face was slapped to the side, and her already large face instantly swelled up. Her bright red dress and burly frame made her look utterly comical. "How come after all these years as a madam, you still don't understand what you should and shouldn't say? Do I have to teach you carefully?" Ruan Mozhu said, her eyes fixed on the hand she had just used to slap the madam.

Her slender fingers were fair and flawless, but her palms were gradually turning red from the force of the slap.

"Pah, Furong! If you hadn't run away from your wedding, I wouldn't have lost so much. And now you still have the nerve to put on airs in front of me? Who do you think you are?" The madam naturally wouldn't give Ruan Mozhu a good look and immediately spat in Ruan Mozhu's direction.

Upon hearing this, Ruan Mozhu chuckled softly, her lips curving slightly. She dodged the madam's saliva, raised her head slightly, and looked at her: "Who am I? Hmm, actually I also want to know who I am, so you tell me who I really am."

As Ruan Mozhu spoke, she glanced at Su'er out of the corner of her eye. Seeing that Su'er's eyes were fixed straight ahead and that she did not change her expression at all while listening to their conversation, she nodded in agreement.

As a maid, one must know what to listen to and what not to listen to. Ruan Mozhu was quite satisfied with Su'er's behavior of ignoring the conversation between the two.

"Pah! Who are you? You're just a worthless bastard sold to my Drunken Spring Pavilion. If it weren't for my kindness in taking you in, do you think you'd still be alive? You little scum, you think you can teach me a lesson now? Dream on!" The madam seemed to have forgotten the slap she had just received, calling her a scumbag and a worthless bastard over and over again.

Even though this body wasn't her own, Ruan Mozhu was still a little unhappy, and immediately gave Su'er a wink.

Seeing this, Su'er nodded in agreement and slapped the madam across the face. With a "smack," the other side of the madam's face quickly swelled up as well.

Su'er didn't stop; she thrust her knee towards the madam's stomach.

"Ah!" the madam screamed, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

No matter how thick-skinned the madam was, Su'er's fighting style was still unbearable for her. Those who practice martial arts know best where a person's most vulnerable spots are.

"Slap, slap." Slapping the madam's face, and seeing the sweat on her cheeks, Ruan Mozhu sighed, "Look, this is the consequence of a foul mouth." Then, looking at the madam's resentful expression and tightly closed lips, Ruan Mozhu slowly shook her head: "Indeed, it's better to be quiet. Speaking of which, Mother, you must care most about that Drunken Spring Pavilion, right?" Having said this seemingly out of the blue, Ruan Mozhu began searching the madam's body.

Sure enough, they found several silver notes on her, with denominations of one hundred taels and one thousand taels.

Without even glancing at the madam's puzzled yet subtly understanding expression, Ruan Mozhu looked at Su'er and said, "I'm going to buy some things. Su'er, you keep a close eye on this person. Don't worry, I'll stay right there and won't run away." Ruan Mozhu pointed to the clothing store not far away.

Fearing that Su'er might be worried, he added, "Besides, you are skilled in martial arts. If I run away, you can catch up with me."

Upon hearing this, Su'er realized it made sense and was about to nod in agreement when she heard a sneer. Turning around, she saw a strange smile on the madam's swollen face: "I thought you had some status now, but you're still being watched, humph."

Ruan Mozhu didn't want to bother with people like madams. She glanced at her indifferently and was about to leave.

But then Su'er slapped her again.

"Slap!" Ruan Mozhu shrugged: Su'er is really violent.

Thinking this, I touched the bridge of my nose and walked towards the clothing store.

When he came out again, he had changed into a white men's outfit. When he approached from a distance, Su'er almost didn't recognize him.

"Su'er, you don't recognize me anymore, do you?" Ruan Mozhu asked, staring at Su'er who was also staring back at her.

Upon hearing this, Su'er looked Ruan Mozhu up and down and nodded honestly.

In her previous life, Ruan Mozhu was a police officer. When she wore men's clothing, she naturally exuded a heroic air. In addition, Ruan Mozhu never walked with small, shuffling steps. When she wore men's clothing, she didn't have a trace of femininity. She was a handsome young man.

Princess Su'er stared in disbelief at Ruan Mozhu, who was dressed in men's clothing, and could hardly believe that this was her princess.

Although the princess looked even better dressed like this than when she wore women's clothing, Su'er shuddered at the thought of the prince's gloomy face, and looked at Ruan Mozhu as if she was about to cry.

"Your Highness, you'd better go and change it back quickly. If the Prince finds out, it'll be all over."

Su'er wailed.

Seeing Su'er's lack of understanding of romance, Ruan Mozhu rolled her eyes at him: "Why are you still calling me Princess? Can't you see I'm dressed in women's clothing? You should call me Young Master, don't you understand?" As she spoke, she took a folding fan that she had somehow gotten her hands on and hit Su'er on the forehead.

Then she stuffed another piece of men's clothing into Su'er's arms and restrained the madam herself: "Alright, you'd better go change your clothes quickly and don't say anything." Seeing that Su'er was about to say something, Ruan Mozhu quickly interrupted her and pushed her aside.

"No"

"To shut up"

"Your Highness, if the Prince finds out, we're doomed!"

However, Ruan Mozhu wouldn't let her speak, so naturally Ruan Mozhu didn't hear those words.

The madam was stunned when Ruan Mozhu came out dressed as a man. She only came to her senses after Ruan Mozhu and Su'er finished their conversation, and thus missed the scene of Su'er calling Ruan Mozhu "Princess".

Now, looking at Ruan Mozhu, who was in control of herself, a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

In response, Ruan Mozhu could only roll her eyes at her and pretend she hadn't seen anything.

Soon, Su'er changed her clothes and came out.

Su'er, dressed in men's clothing, was clearly still a little unaccustomed to it, and walked with a bit of a swaying gait.

Seeing this, Ruan Mozhu didn't bother with anything else. She looked around at the terrain, nodded slightly at an empty house not far away, and then patted Su'er's shoulder: "Come on, Su'er, let's throw this auntie into that house."

"Furong, what are you doing?"

The madam realized something was wrong and quickly said...

Unexpectedly, Ruan Mozhu merely glanced at her indifferently: "Hmph, with that mouth of yours, I won't tell you."

As a maid, Su'er naturally obeyed Ruan Mozhu's words one hundred percent.

After throwing the madam inside, he found some things to tie her up, gagged her with a handkerchief, and then left nonchalantly, ignoring the madam's resentful gaze.

The two walked down the street dressed in men's clothing. Su'er kept tugging at her clothes, feeling strange that people were watching her.

Let's look ahead. The princess, however, seems remarkably relaxed.

"Young Master Wang." Before she could finish saying "Princess," Ruan Mozhu glared at her, silencing her. Su'er pouted and asked, "Young Master, where are we going?" They had been strolling around the streets for quite some time.

"Tsk, you know, I finally managed to come out and I still ran into a madam. How can I not go to a brothel?" Actually, what Ruan Mozhu wanted to say was that it would be a waste not to go to a brothel after all the time she had to travel through time.

"What?!" Su'er exclaimed loudly, drawing the attention of those around her.

"Hiss, Su'er, what are you yelling about?"

"Young master, princess, let's go back. If the prince finds out you went to a brothel, we're finished," Su'er said, resolutely refusing to move another step.

Ruan Mozhu was taken aback: Oh right, how could I forget Wei Jingnan? If he finds out that a princess is going to a brothel, then we're really doomed.

This book originated from Kanshuwang.