The sick king's bride to bring him good fortune

As for the arrogant maid who had been following the woman, she was nowhere to be seen. Presumably, after hearing Ruan Mozhu's words, she didn't want to suffer the same torment as her mistress, so she left under the cover of the crowd.

Ruan Mozhu naturally had no time to care about these things. Seeing that Su'er was five to ten steps behind her, and considering the not particularly noticeable bloodstains on Su'er's whip and the faint smell of blood around Su'er, Ruan Mozhu already had a plan in mind. She now knew what Su'er had gone to do.

Su'er looked at Ruan Mozhu with clear, bright eyes, devoid of any doubt. She understood immediately and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "The Prince is truly blessed to have such a clever Princess. It's a pity he still doesn't understand women's hearts; he hasn't had enough experience with them and doesn't know how to please a girl."

"This is..." The group of men pretended not to know what had happened, so they sent a representative to Su'er and asked in a feigned manner.

"It's alright, you can continue working," Su'er said calmly, her eyes fixed straight ahead.

"Young lady, we also have elderly parents and young children to support. If anything happens, the pillar of our family will be in danger," the man said, sounding somewhat anxious.

Su'er frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "I said it's nothing, so it's nothing. Don't worry, you can continue working. Your wages will be paid in full, and no one will cause you any trouble."

"Okay, okay," the man replied repeatedly, and then went back to work.

The seemingly pointless conversation between Su'er and the man actually contained different meanings. The man's question, on the surface appearing to be concern for himself and the other workers, was actually asking if Ruan Mozhu was injured or in any trouble, and whether they needed help. However, Su'er's answer implied: We don't need your help; we've already solved the problem.

Ruan Mozhu noticed that Su'er tilted her head slightly, and Su'er nodded to Ruan Mozhu. The two understood each other perfectly and went upstairs. Since they had hired someone to do the work, they naturally needed to supervise them. Although Su'er thought that supervision was unnecessary and useless since they were all family, she still reluctantly agreed in order to avoid arousing Ruan Mozhu's suspicion.

"The person who just knocked out my mother, get out here with me!" Just as Ruan Mozhu was about to go upstairs, a sharp shout came from outside. Ruan Mozhu raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at Su'er who had a slightly furrowed brow, and went out.

Stepping outside, Ruan Mozhu found herself standing before a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, adorned with countless gold and silver ornaments from head to toe, leaving Ruan Mozhu momentarily dazzled. In Ruan Mozhu's words, it was so dazzling it blinded her 24k titanium alloy eyes.

Upon seeing this, Su'er's brows furrowed even deeper, and she muttered to herself, "Princess Jin, what is she doing here?"

Ruan Mozhu didn't have time to deal with these things. She had just fought off a group of people who were being rude, and now another group had come to cause trouble. Ruan Mozhu said she was very busy today.

The girl sized Ruan Mozhu up and down, her eyes instantly filled with contempt. She snorted coldly, raised her snow-white chin, and said indifferently, "Isn't this the old Drunken Spring Pavilion? You woman of the night, release my mother immediately, don't be so ungrateful as to come here asking for a beating."

Ruan Mozhu was amused by the girl's rude remarks and laughed so hard she was shaking with laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" The girl was clearly startled by Ruan Mozhu's sudden action and asked.

Ruan Mozhu looked at her, her eyes full of smiles: "Little sister, are you sure you've come to the right place? This isn't a place for you to play around. As for your mother, I'm sorry, I don't know her, and I have no interest in knowing her."

The girl was even more stunned when she heard "You don't recognize my mother." She looked at Ruan Mozhu with a look that was no longer contempt or disdain, but instead filled with doubt.

Ruan Mozhu chuckled even more, looking at the girl and saying with a light laugh, "I don't even know who your mother is, let alone know her." Besides, since coming to this world, I can count the number of people I've known on one hand. Ruan Mozhu thought to herself.

The girl turned around, looked at the maid behind her, then pointed at Ruan Mozhu and asked the maid, "Is this the person?"

The maid glanced at Ruan Mozhu, nodded almost without hesitation, and replied, "Yes, it is indeed her, Miss."

The moment Ruan Mozhu saw the maid, it all became clear. So this innocent little girl's mother was the one who had insulted her before!

After receiving an affirmative answer, the girl turned her gaze back to Ruan Mozhu, her large eyes filled with anger and disbelief. The girl stood angrily with her hands on her hips, questioning Ruan Mozhu, "What do you mean? You say you don't know my mother, but why did my mother's personal maid say that you kidnapped her?"

The "kidnapping" made Ruan Mozhu even happier. Like master, like servant; the servant reflects the master. She truly admired the maid, but was also puzzled. Her admiration and puzzlement stemmed from the fact that she had managed to persuade this little girl, even though the girl was somewhat dim-witted. Yet, she had managed to gain the girl's complete trust, something Ruan Mozhu could never do.

“Yes, it was a kidnapping.” The maid stepped forward, her eyes filled with tears, and her gaze towards Ruan Mozhu was full of hatred. Ruan Mozhu subconsciously thought that she really was the mother of the little girl she had kidnapped.

Ruan Mozhu smiled, looked at the little girl in front of her, glanced at the crowd of onlookers, and then said, "Little girl, go ask them whether I kidnapped your mother or something else."

"Hey, tell me, did this person kidnap my mother?" the girl casually stopped a passerby and asked without any politeness.

Seeing that, Ruan Mozhu couldn't help but laugh again. No, no, this little girl in front of her was just too adorable. Luckily, her mother hadn't corrupted her, otherwise, such a promising talent would have been wasted.

The passerby looked at the rude little girl in front of him, a flash of disgust and impatience in his eyes. He shoved the girl aside and said, "Get out of the way, who knows your mother? Don't block my way, I have things to do."

However, when the passerby's gaze shifted to the gold and silver jewelry on the girl, the disgust in his eyes was replaced by greed and lust: "Hey little girl, not bad at all, wearing gold and silver." As he spoke, the passerby pushed the girl down without hesitation and stepped forward to forcibly take some of the gold and silver jewelry.

"Damn it, do you think I'm blind?" Ruan Mozhu's eyes turned cold, and she gave Su'er a wink. Su'er immediately understood and struck again with the whip she had just put away, lashing the man's back without holding back any force.

"Ah!" the man cried out in pain, realizing that he probably wouldn't be able to take anything from this little girl today. He could only glare fiercely at Ruan Mozhu before quickly leaving.

"Miss, Miss, are you alright?" The maid immediately stepped forward, hugged the little girl tightly in her arms, and carefully checked her over from head to toe, as if she were afraid that she had been hurt in the slightest.

However, the little girl was clearly quite frightened and burst into tears. The maid was visibly at a loss and began to softly sing a nursery rhyme. After the maid gently soothed her for a while, the little girl actually fell into a deep sleep.

The maid stood up, cradled the little girl in her arms, and glared at Ruan Mozhu with hatred. She threatened Ruan Mozhu viciously, "You'd better release your master quickly, then cut off your own hands and legs; perhaps then you can be spared."

Among the onlookers, some recognized the little girl and began to advise Ruan Mozhu: "Girl, although what you did was quite good, I advise you to quickly admit your mistake."

"Yes, yes, this Princess Jin is not someone you can easily offend."

Princess Jin, Ruan Mozhu, accurately grasped the key words from a group of words. Ruan Mozhu turned her gaze to Su'er, who immediately understood and stepped forward.

Su'er walked to Ruan Mozhu's side, put her mouth close to Ruan Mozhu's ear, and whispered everything about Princess Jin: "This Princess Jin is the Emperor's darling."

Ruan Mozhu chuckled softly. This lively and adorable girl certainly deserved the title of "precious treasure." "And then?"

Su'er seemed to read Ruan Mozhu's thoughts and said, "To become the Emperor's darling, being lively and cute is not enough; one must also have some skills."

"Hmm." Ruan Mozhu nodded, amused, and said, "Of course it is. If being lively and cute could be a meal, then Ruan Mozhu believes she could live her whole life without ever having to buy rice. Wouldn't that be very unfair to other people who spend their entire lives struggling to make a living?"

Even someone like Su'er couldn't help but chuckle softly after hearing Ruan Mozhu's words. This princess was truly entertaining.

Su'er continued, "This Princess Jin was born to the Emperor and a courtesan from the common people. At first, the Emperor did not like this daughter, but when she was six years old, she went to the Emperor and wrote a poem, which impressed the Emperor so much that she became his darling from then on. He cherished her so much that he was afraid she would melt in his mouth or fall from his hands."

"Writing poetry?" Ruan Mozhu raised an eyebrow slightly. This sounded quite good. "She's only six years old, can she even read and write poetry?"

Su'er nodded: "She could read when she was three years old."

"So, in that case, this girl is quite good." After a moment of contemplation, Ruan Mozhu said this, seemingly with a sigh.

This novel is from Kanshu.com