The sick king's bride to bring him good fortune

Su'er now seemed youthful and lively. Ruan Mozhu, seemingly stung by her smile, chuckled and said, "Okay, I'm coming." Ruan Mozhu then went into the water, feeling a sharp pain in her legs from the cold water. However, after a few seconds, she felt fine. She started catching fish, watching them swim around, feeling very happy. Ruan Mozhu pounced on the water. Finally, she didn't catch any fish, but she was soaked to the bone. It was early spring, so it was a bit chilly. However, Ruan Mozhu didn't feel too cold. She continued catching fish. Su'er, quick as a flash, caught one in no time. Ruan Mozhu, not to be outdone, diligently tried as well. Su'er went ashore, feeling a bit cold, and called for Ruan Mozhu to come up. Ruan Mozhu, however, was still reluctant. She said, "Go grill the fish. Don't worry about me. I'll catch one and come up." Ruan Mozhu knew Su'er simply didn't want to get out; being in the water was truly wonderful, a feeling of returning to childhood. "Alright, I'll go prepare. Your Highness, please come up quickly." Su'er went to the campsite thirty meters away, enjoying herself immensely by herself catching fish in the stream. "I didn't expect eating fish to be so easy, but catching them is really difficult. Sigh, it's true what they say, easy to eat, hard to catch." Ruan Mozhu laughed. She seemed to be talking to herself, her eyes radiating a light that would surprise anyone who looked at her. She seemed to find enjoyment even alone. Finally, she felt dizzy and fell headfirst into the deep water. She remained conscious. She didn't inhale the water, and though she held her breath, she still felt the biting cold. For some reason, she felt utterly powerless. It was as if she saw her true love come to save her; he was so radiant. She had a dream, a dream where she returned to the modern world, as if a soul, passing through traffic lights and entering the district. She saw the familiar security guard and his kind wife, entered the elevator, and saw her neighbor playing on his phone. It had been so long. She wanted to ask how he was doing, but found herself unable to utter a sound. The person pressed her floor button, the elevator opened, and she stepped out into the quiet alleyway. She entered her home, which was as quiet as ever. She entered the room; no one was there. No one was in the living room either. No one was in the bathroom; it was as if no one had lived there for a long time. So, this wasn't her home anymore. "Finally found a house, but...it's so dirty." Hearing this arrogant female voice, Ruan Mozhu turned around, naturally surprised. It seemed to be a couple, but the woman's appearance was exactly like her own. Her eyes widened in disbelief. "This place is too filthy!" The woman seemed unable to bear it any longer and ran out. The man immediately put down his suitcase and followed her. They ran into the district's garden, where the man finally caught up with the woman. Ruan Mozhu floated behind, desperately wanting to know who this woman was and why she looked exactly like her. "What more could you want?!" The man grabbed the woman's hand, but as soon as he finished speaking, he began to roar. The woman turned around and looked at her, saying, "This place is completely different from what I wanted. Don't you know? I told you, you're my only family in this world. How could you make me live in a place like that? I'm the legitimate princess of Yunshui Kingdom! Even if I was tricked and switched at birth, becoming a courtesan, and even if I've transmigrated, how could you make me live in such a filthy and disgusting place!" Ruan Mozhu never expected this person to say such a thing. She looked exactly like her, and her words surprised her. Did this mean that she was actually the soul owner of this body, but had also transmigrated? So, she had taken over her body? Ruan Mozhu naturally found it unbelievable and embarrassed, so she stepped forward to find out what was going on. The man was already impatient and shook off her hand, saying, "This isn't the ancient world you're talking about. You have to accept the fact that you've transmigrated, so stop making trouble." He was no longer patient. His eyes were filled with irritation. Ruan Mozhu, watching from the side, could tell that this man didn't like this woman. If he truly liked her, he wouldn't be so impatient. She wondered if this woman had noticed—oh, right, she should be called Ruan Mozhu, after all, she was the real Ruan Mozhu, the original owner of this body. She must have swapped bodies with her. It was a strange thing, but Ruan Mozhu had accepted it. She hadn't expected that her body, dressed in modern clothes, would look so pure and lovely. She felt guilty towards her, having swapped bodies with her. But now, she really wanted to switch back. She wanted to return to the modern world; it was her birthplace, while she could never truly feel at home in the ancient world. After all, her home was in the modern world. The woman suddenly burst into tears, crying about her miserable fate. In ancient times, she could have waited until her status was restored and then enjoyed a life of luxury. But unexpectedly, she had arrived in this world in a completely haphazard way. Naturally, she felt resentful. Ruan Mozhu, watching her cry so heart-wrenchingly, also felt a pang of sympathy. After all, their bodies and souls were connected; they shared a certain degree of mutual pity. "Don't cry. What's the point of crying now? Go inside and settle down. Once I have a job, I'll support you. This time, I've eloped with you, so what are you afraid of? I can't go back." "I've already given up such a good life to be with you, what do you have to worry about?" Hearing this, Ruan Mozhu understood. They were an eloped couple. Watching them, she felt a pang of sympathy for this woman, who had come from ancient times to the modern era. Having someone like this for her, she should be content.