The sick king's bride to bring him good fortune

After a long while, Hua Song looked up, first giving Ruan Mozhu a deep look, and then turning his gaze to the Prefect of the Capital, who was still at Hua Song's feet, accusing Ruan Mozhu and Su'er of being snot and tears streaming down his face.

Hua Song frowned slightly, then said, "His breathing is steady and strong; he has only fainted, he is not dead."

Jingzhaoyi's face paled slightly, and he quickly put on a flattering expression to change the subject. He said respectfully to Hua Song, "Brother Hua, what brings you to our Zuichun Pavilion today? Did you want to enjoy some romance? Unfortunately, that scoundrel stole all the girls' indentures and returned them to the women. Otherwise, I guarantee you'll be satisfied tonight."

Hearing this, Su'er couldn't help but sneer. From the moment Hua Song, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, appeared, she already knew why he had come today. If the Prefect of the Capital didn't bring up this issue, all would be well; but once he did, well, he'd face the consequences.

Upon hearing Jingzhaoyi's words, Hua Song's face darkened, and his eyes were filled with disdain and pity as he looked at Jingzhaoyi. Jingzhaoyi's somewhat deep voice said in a low voice, "I came here today not to support you, nor to seek a night of pleasure."

“That is…” Jingzhao Yi was stunned.

Hua Song turned his gaze to Ruan Mozhu, clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed slightly, and respectfully asked, "Is your name Ruan Mozhu, young lady?"

Upon hearing this, Ruan Mozhu immediately understood. Hmph, although Wei Jingnan isn't a good person, he's still quite thoughtful.

Ruan Mozhu nodded slightly, deliberately feigning innocence, and replied in a low voice, "Yes, I am Ruan Mozhu. What are your orders, sir? Do you wish to hear that person's opinion and arrest me?"

Hua Song raised his eyebrows twice. Anyone who could do such a thing must be extraordinary. Now, he was pretending to be innocent in front of her. Hua Song coughed and clasped his hands again, saying, "I apologize for being so abrupt, Miss. That was not my intention."

Hua Song's words were like a thunderbolt, striking the madam and the Prefect of the Capital, who were still reeling from the shock.

Jingzhaoyi tugged at Hua Song's trouser leg and asked in surprise, "Brother Hua, are you joking? How can you refer to yourself as a lowly official in front of this unruly commoner?"

A hint of impatience flashed across Hua Song's face. He kicked Jing Zhaoyi aside and scolded, "When did it become your place to comment on my words, actions, and character? Shut up!"

Jingzhaoyi was startled by Huasong's sudden outburst of temper and had no choice but to shut up, inwardly cursing Ruan Mozhu for being lucky.

If she didn't step in now to fan the flames and add fuel to the fire, then Ruan Mozhu wouldn't be Ruan Mozhu. Ruan Mozhu glanced at the Prefect of the Capital, then turned her gaze to Hua Song and advised, "Lord Hua, please don't be like this. Lord Jing was just trying to remind you in good faith, so please don't take it to heart."

Upon hearing these words, the Prefect of the Capital nearly coughed up blood. "You brat, why did you have to say that of all times?"

The madam who had been standing behind Jing Zhaoyi was now stunned, almost losing her ability to make judgments, and had no reaction to the various things happening before her eyes.

Upon hearing Ruan Rongzhu's words, Hua Song scratched his head, chuckled twice, and then said, "Thank you for reminding me, Miss. I understand now. However, I have important business to attend to today. Would you mind?"

Ruan Mozhu and Su'er took a step back, indicating to Hua Song that he should go ahead with his business, and that she and Su'er would not stop him.

Jing Zhaoyi had almost given up, but after hearing what Huasong said, his hope was rekindled.

Climbing back to Hua Song's feet, Jing Zhaoyi's eyes were filled with pleading: "Brother Hua, Brother Hua, did you come to save me? Brother Hua, did you come to arrest those two troublemakers?" Now, Jing Zhaoyi seemed to have lost his mind.

Hua Song took two steps back with a hint of disgust, looking at Jing Zhaoyi as if he were looking at a dead man.

Raising his hand and waving it in the air, Hua Song's voice had regained its composure, seriousness, and authority. He said in a deep voice, "Guards, take the criminals, the Prefect of the Capital and the madam, away and lock them in the dungeon. Interrogation will be scheduled for another day."

"What?!" Jing Zhaoyi was completely stunned. He grabbed Hua Song's trouser leg and shook it repeatedly, tears streaming down his face. "Brother Hua, I've always been honest, upright, and law-abiding. You've mistaken me for someone else and arrested the wrong person!"

The madam was already reeling from the series of blows, but at this critical moment, even if she were foolish, she had realized what was happening. If she hadn't reacted soon enough and had been taken away, she would have lost her life.

Once imprisoned, your life is in danger. Unless your backing is extremely powerful, stronger than the person who wants to kill you. But compared to Prince Qi, Wei Jingnan, and Vice Minister of Personnel, Hua Song, how many people dare to say their backing is stronger than theirs? Prince Qi, Wei Jingnan, and Vice Minister of Personnel, Hua Song, both have the backing of the Nine Dragons Emperor.

Their reaction was almost identical to that of the Prefect of Jingzhao; they quickly scrambled to Hua Song's side and cried, "Brother Hua, you know what kind of people we are! Why are you arresting us and putting us in jail for no reason?"

Hua Song already loathed this brothel, and the sight of the madam and the courtesan crying their eyes out only made him feel disgusted. His aversion to the two of them deepened even further.

Looking at the Prefect of the Capital, Hua Song slowly spoke: "You say you are upright and honest, then why don't you tell me about the gold theft case two months ago? Also, what about your nephew's promotion to officialdom?"

Hua Song spoke lightly, but Jing Zhaoyi's body stiffened instantly, clearly having been struck squarely in the vital spot.

Turning his gaze to the madam, Hua Song surprisingly revealed a faint smile: "As for you, if it weren't for this Lord Jing beside you, would this place of pleasure and debauchery have been able to operate for so long, or would it still be involved in such extortion and forced sales?" Hua Song paused, not continuing.

Ruan Mozhu and Su'er watched the commotion from the sidelines. Su'er, worried that Ruan Mozhu might not understand, thoughtfully leaned closer and explained, "Actually, there are people in the court who specifically observe and record the actions of corrupt officials. As for why not all of them have been exposed, it's because of their special status."

Ruan Mozhu nodded, saying that this was the same principle as the corruption and bribery of corrupt officials in modern China.

The madam and the Jingzhaoyi were both shocked. They never imagined that Huasong knew so much about them.

Hua Song snorted coldly, looking at the two men before him with a hint of smugness in his eyes. He spoke slowly, his voice serious and authoritative: "You two should have been brought to justice long ago. The net of heaven is vast, and though its meshes are wide, nothing escapes it. Today is the day you two enter prison."

The moment the words left his mouth, squads of soldiers poured into the room from outside, bound the Prefect and the madam tightly, and carried them out.

Hua Song looked at Ruan Mozhu, clasped his hands slightly in a fist salute, and said, "My mission for today is complete. Your Highness, I shall take my leave now."

Hua Song addressed Ruan Mozhu as Princess, which was not a mistake, but at this moment, such an address implied something, such as who needed Hua Song to come to their rescue.

Ruan Mozhu nodded and said in a deep voice, "Thank you very much, Brother Hua, for coming to my rescue."

Hua Song nodded in satisfaction and walked out, brushing past Ruan Mozhu's shoulder.

“An interesting little girl, no wonder she’s his queen. This is a gift for you.” A murmur reached her ears, and Ruan Mozhu’s body stiffened. She suddenly realized that there was a piece of paper in her hand.

That piece of paper was the land deed of Yi Zui Chun Lou, which Ruan Mozhu had tried to obtain by coercing and bribing the madam.

Ruan Mozhu was overjoyed and turned around to thank Hua Song, only to find that he was nowhere to be seen. Undeterred, Ruan Mozhu went out to investigate. This time, not only was Hua Song gone, but the entire Yihong Pavilion was deserted, except for herself and Su'er.

Ruan Mozhu didn't want to linger either. She turned back to look at Su'er and said, "Su'er, let's go back. Today's trip to Yizuichunlou was rather fruitless." Mozhu played with the land deed for Yihonglou in her hand, clearly enjoying it.

"Hmm," Su'er replied, secretly cursing in her heart. "You got the land deed just from visiting the Drunken Spring Pavilion, how could your gains be small?"

To be honest, Su'er was somewhat surprised by Hua Song's appearance. She had originally thought that Wei Jingnan would send a servant with the Qi King's token to help them out, or someone with similar power to the Prefect of the Capital.

But Su'er never expected that Wei Jingnan would actually manage to get Hua Song involved. A mere Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel was summoned, arrested, and sent back – wasn't that a waste of talent? How could someone spoil their wife like that?

However, after a moment's thought, Su'er understood. Her lord was giving a heads-up to those who coveted the Zuichunlou property. "This is land I, Prince Qi, gifted to the Princess Consort. The Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel oversaw the fairness of the transaction. What can you do to me? Do you dare touch me?"

Thinking this, Su'er suddenly felt that her prince was quite a rogue; he was indeed an expert in things like robbery and forced sales.

What Su'er didn't know was that Ruan Mozhu, who was beside her, had the exact same idea as her.

At first, she was forced to accept this husband, then she shamelessly forced herself on him, and now she's forcibly handed over someone else's land deed to her.

Ruan Mozhu stated that apart from the third thing being done correctly, the other two things were extremely shameful.

Back at the Prince's residence, Ruan Mozhu went straight to the study without looking back. Although Su'er didn't know why Ruan Mozhu was so insistent, she was afraid that something bad might happen, so she had no choice but to go with her.

"Wei Jingnan's mother has been bullied!" Ruan Mozhu pushed open the door, gathered her strength, and roared.

Seeing Ruan Mozhu's expression, Wei Jingnan, who was practicing calligraphy, raised an eyebrow, slowly put down his brush, and looked up to meet her gaze: "My dear consort, what's wrong? Why are you so angry? Has someone outside bullied you?"

"No," Ruan Mozhu's phoenix eyes widened slightly.

"That is"

"You're the one who bullied me."

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