The sick king's bride to bring him good fortune

Those waiting outside the door listened to the loud thuds of things breaking inside, and their hearts pounded with each sound.

"Damn it, am I not allowed to leave?" Ruan Mozhu's furious voice finally echoed from inside the room. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She pushed open the door again, determined to rush out. This time, she was determined to find him and demand an explanation.

"Your Highness, you mustn't come out."

The guards at the door immediately reached out to stop her, but Ruan Mozhu didn't waste words with them and forcefully pushed away the hands that were in her way. However, she was stopped by their drawn swords as soon as she took a step forward. They had anticipated that the Princess Consort would stop, since the previous times she had returned to her room upon seeing a sword.

"Hmph, I'll see who dares to stop me today!" Ruan Mozhu said, taking a large step forward. Her fair neck was about to touch the gleaming blade, spurting out bright red blood. The swordsman could only narrowly dodge.

Once free, Ruan Mozhu could no longer contain herself and rushed towards Wei Jingnan's direction. Seeing Wei Jingnan's tightly closed door, Ruan Mozhu charged forward and kicked it. The door slammed shut with a loud bang.

"Prince Qi, you now have to give me an explanation. Why have you confined me to my quarters these past few days, and why did you take away my restaurant?" Ruan Mozhu looked at the man who turned towards her, her face indifferent and expressionless. It was as if her being confined and having her restaurant taken away by him was a mistake in the first place.

"You're getting bolder and bolder," Wei Jingnan said coldly, completely ignoring the two questions. Had he been too lenient with her? Had she become so audacious as to disregard his orders so casually? Was that really the reason?

"Haha," Ruan Mozhu wasn't afraid of him. This man had so unreasonably taken away her freedom and robbed her of her achievements. Without a single reason. She wouldn't let it go, even if he was a prince.

"Your Highness, even if someone is convicted of a crime, there must be a written judgment before a case can be settled. You just casually ordered me to stay at home and take away my restaurant. What crime did I commit to deserve this punishment?" Ruan Mozhu raised her head, stared into Wei Jingnan's eyes, and uttered these words, one by one, to the man in front of her.

"Hmph, woman, don't forget that as my concubine, even if I confine you to your quarters without a reason, you should still stay quietly in your room instead of making such a scene here." After Wei Jingnan finished speaking, he felt that this was what a woman should do.

"Oh, Your Highness, you really amuse me," Ruan Mozhu exclaimed, lowering her voice slightly as she leaned forward, "Wei Jingnan, don't forget our agreement. Putting aside the fact that you confined me, which restricts my freedom, your biggest mistake was coveting my restaurant."

The modern restaurant is a dream of Ruan Mozhu, a modern person, who knows that returning to the modern world is an impossible fact. But precisely because of this, the modern restaurant is the product of her hard work and all her emotions. Without her permission, no one can covet her restaurant.

Thinking of this, Ruan Mozhu narrowed her eyes and immediately took a step back, separating herself from the person in front of her. Sure enough, Wei Jingnan's face darkened.

"Heh, coveting your restaurant?" Wei Jingnan suddenly laughed, but his eyes turned even colder as he looked at Ruan Mozhu. He took a small step forward and was quite pleased to see Ruan Mozhu take another step back.

"What are you laughing at?" Ruan Mozhu's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her slender nose fluttered.

“You are my woman, and what is yours naturally belongs to me. On the contrary, you, as a woman, do not have the manners that a woman should have, do not follow the three obediences and four virtues, and do not obey your husband’s teachings.” Wei Jingnan stopped and did not continue.

"What a convenient reason," Ruan Mozhu said sarcastically. "Heh heh, of course I'm not a woman who adheres to traditional virtues, nor have I ever aspired to be one." Ruan Mozhu lowered her head, a bitter smile on her face. She had forgotten that this wasn't modern times, not a world of gender equality. Here, women held the lowest status; they were subservient to a man.

Wei Jingnan frowned slightly; he could even sense the somber and suppressed aura emanating from Ruan Mozhu. What had made her like this? Could it be his words just now, his thoughtless approach? He reached out and lifted her chin, catching the fleeting sadness in her eyes, even though she had concealed it well.

Ruan Mozhu composed herself, slapped the hand away, and looked at Wei Jingnan with her gaze forced upwards.

“If you don’t give me a reasonable explanation and instead take away my position as the restaurant manager, then I’m telling you, our cooperation will end prematurely,” Ruan Mozhu said, looking at him stubbornly. She wasn’t an ancient woman. Perhaps they really did put their husbands first, but she wasn’t. Not before, not now, and not in the future. She had her own thoughts and her own dreams.

In this ancient world, she didn't expect anyone to truly understand her thoughts. But she also wouldn't lose her beliefs for anyone. If she did, she wouldn't be herself; she would become a soulless person.

"You—" Wei Jingnan stared at her, his heart filled with resentment. What a damned woman, daring to threaten him! Was he really powerless to do anything about this?

"Hmph, then you can forget about getting rid of your poison either." He refused to believe that without an antidote, she would still act this way.

"Since that's the case, then I'll just live out the rest of my days well." Ruan Mozhu wasn't surprised that this person would threaten her with poison. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she curled the corners of her lips. "In a few days, without my Modern Restaurant, it will go out of business." Thinking of this, Ruan Mozhu closed her eyes slightly. Although the restaurant's closure would be painful for her, it was what it was. After saying this, she stopped looking at him and turned to leave.

Yes, she's leaving. This place doesn't belong to her. Looking up at the sky, the glaring sunlight swept down. She squinted, thinking, "Heh, she came here to confront me, but it turns out she's here to say goodbye. Haha, how ironic."

Watching Ruan Mozhu's retreating figure, Wei Jingnan's heart suddenly ached. He couldn't believe that she actually disregarded the poison in her body, that she actually intended to leave him, that she would rather die than bow her head. Why? Was it just because of Wei Jingye? Was it just because he didn't want her to appear in the public eye at the Modern Restaurant anymore? Was she going to do this? Was she going to leave him? Suddenly, a wave of bitterness welled up in his heart.

As he watched the person walk further and further away, a voice echoed deep within him: "Go after them quickly, or you'll never have another chance." Following his heart, he immediately called out to Ming Jing, "Quickly bring those two people from the prison up!" With that, he swiftly chased after the person.

"Ruan Mozhu, didn't you want me to give you a reason?" Wei Jingnan rushed in front of her, blocking her path, and pulled her back. Still lost in her own world, Ruan Mozhu was forced to follow him back.

By the time she came to her senses, she was already inside Wei Jingnan's room. And inside, kneeling, were two badly injured men—the very two who had caused trouble at her restaurant and then escaped.

"They are no ordinary people; they are all the Crown Prince's secret guards."

In short, it was enough to give Ruan Mozhu a lot of information. Upon hearing it, Ruan Mozhu felt a sudden sense of clarity. She hadn't been wrong after all; there was more to these two people than met the eye. When she tried to investigate them initially, they escaped, but she hadn't expected this whole affair to happen. Wei Jingnan explained everything to her in detail.

Ruan Mozhu listened attentively as Wei Jingnan explained the situation to her. It turned out that the two had originally planned to disrupt the meal according to the Crown Prince's plan, but the Crown Prince would then help her out, making her grateful for his help. They planned to escape as planned, but unexpectedly, they were recaptured by Wei Jingnan's men as soon as they escaped the restaurant, which led to their current predicament.

After hearing this, Ruan Mozhu felt a chill run down her spine. She had almost fallen for the Crown Prince's trick. She realized that the Crown Prince's apparent kindness was nothing more than a ploy to get what he wanted from her. If Wei Jingnan hadn't captured those two people, given her personality, she probably would have accepted the Crown Prince's favor.

Why was this crown prince getting close to me? And what did I have that made him go to such lengths?

Thinking of this, Ruan Mozhu raised her eyes, glanced at Wei Jingnan who was looking at her, and then lowered her head again. She pondered that the Crown Prince might be trying to win her over, thereby getting closer to this man, or perhaps he intended to use her directly, unwittingly turning her into a pawn for his purposes.

So, this man confining himself to his home is only for his own sake, right? But that doesn't make sense either. Confining himself to his home isn't a fundamental solution; this man wouldn't do something so futile.

Ruan Mozhu's puzzled expression made Wei Jingnan feel somewhat embarrassed. He knew exactly what Ruan Mozhu was thinking, so he touched his nose and coughed lightly, drawing Ruan Mozhu's attention.

“Because I know the Crown Prince will be frequently visiting your restaurant in the coming days. He certainly has other tricks up his sleeve,” he paused, then shifted his gaze to a blooming flower outside the window. “I cannot gamble with your safety. No one knows what the Crown Prince is thinking.”

The following sounds were very soft, but Ruan Mozhu still heard them, especially the word "I," which, like a pebble dropped into still water, stirred ripples in her heart.

Now that you know the whole story, Ruan Mozhu's previously chaotic heart inexplicably calmed down.

This book was first published on Kanshuwang.