After transmigrating into the book, I replaced the innocent-looking girl and became the Crown Prince

Biyunting.

Wu Weiwei waited anxiously in the courtyard all day. Because she had been tormented by the young master all night, she couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell asleep.

She had a nightmare while she was asleep.

She dreamt that Ranran died. In the dream, the original owner's parents appeared and accused her of not taking good care of her younger brother, causing him to die unjustly.

"I didn't, Mother, I didn't..."

"Wake up, you're having a nightmare."

When Wu Weiwei opened her eyes and saw the prince who had woken her up, she seemed to still be reeling from the nightmare.

"Wei'er, it's me."

Wu Weiwei was stunned for a moment, then excitedly grabbed his hand: "Your Highness, has Rufeng returned?"

Lu Hanting frowned.

His woman woke up and called out another man's name. Although it was for something else, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

He had also heard about what happened today. Her younger brother, who was being fostered by the He family in the suburbs of Beijing, had gone missing. She was probably too worried and couldn't even sleep peacefully.

"Ru Feng hasn't returned yet, but Liu Yun said he caught a group of human traffickers outside the city. It seems that your brother should be among them."

"Human trafficker?"

Wu Weiwei grabbed his hand tightly, "You're saying my brother was kidnapped by human traffickers?"

Lu Hanting nodded.

“Your Highness, I have been in the manor for so long, and I have never asked you for anything.”

Wu Weiwei looked at him with pleading in her eyes.

"Ranran is the only thing my parents couldn't let go of before they died. Now, Weiwei begs you, please help me find Ranran..."

Seeing how much she valued her younger brother, Lu Hanting couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

"Don't worry, I've already sent people, and I believe they'll find your brother soon."

The Crown Prince lingered at Biyunting for quite some time before leaving.

"Lingfu, what time is it now?"

She slept fitfully and had a terrible headache.

"Miss, it's three-quarters past 9 PM."

Oh, it's not even eleven o'clock yet.

"I'll take a nap a little longer."

Wu Weiwei closed her eyes.

"Tell Wanqiu, who is guarding the courtyard, that if Rufeng returns, she must wake me up no matter how late it is."

"Yes."

The curtains were drawn, and darkness once again enveloped the room.

Suburbs of Beijing.

Upon receiving the message from Ru Feng, Liu Yun led three hundred guards from the Marquis's residence, along with a thousand soldiers from the government.

Taking advantage of the thieves' relaxed state of mind during their nighttime rest, Ru Feng and his accomplice surrounded them at Shenzhuang.

In the large courtyard, a large group of people were sitting haphazardly.

Upon learning of their rescue, the mother and daughter embraced and wept with joy. "Xiuer, we're safe! Thank God..."

"Hmph, if you ask me, you should really thank not God, but this little boy in front of you."

The woman who was speaking was about thirty years old and was wearing a slightly worn maroon dress.

"If he hadn't cut himself to bleed and left clues for the authorities along the way, we wouldn't have known we'd be sold off to..."

"Why should we thank him? Even without him, the government officials could have found us and rescued us. What does this have to do with him?"

The old woman glanced at the little boy and said coldly.

"Hmph, they're really getting the benefits and then acting innocent."

Looking at the pitiful sight of the boy beside her with his head down, the woman patted him and said, "Don't be sad. Some people just shouldn't be rescued."

However, the mother and son completely ignored her.

The old woman nudged her daughter, "Xiuer, hurry, let's cut in front, otherwise it'll be too late and the city gate might close."

"Mother, didn't you say that the Marquis of Dingguo's mansion would send someone to pick us up?"

The girl asked, puzzled.

The old woman glanced at the people around her, her face wary, and said, "Shh, keep your voice down..."

The letter only said that someone would be sent, but it didn't tell her who the mysterious person was. How could she know who she was supposed to find when she went to the Marquis of Dingguo's residence?

There are nearly 300 people who have been captured by human traffickers and are being held here.

The government needs to register them all before they will be allowed to leave.

Watching the officials registering people one by one, the woman with dark brown hair asked Wu Heran, "Little boy, where are you from? Are you also here in the capital to stay with relatives?"

After being asked twice, Wu Heran finally turned around and shook her head at her: "I have no home. I'm here to find my sister."

My sister said, you can never be too careful.

Although they were all kidnapped by human traffickers, he rarely spoke out of caution.

But this aunt had helped him when he was locked in the house and bullied by those uncles.

Not to mention that she just spoke up for him again, so she probably isn't a bad person.

"Oh, little one, you can talk! I thought you were..."

The woman covered her mouth with her hand; she had previously thought he was a mute.

Look at him, he's really handsome. No wonder he was kidnapped by human traffickers.

Having survived a dangerous ordeal, Wu Heran seemed to have become much braver.

He looked in the direction of the mother and daughter. If he hadn't misheard, they had mentioned the Marquis of Dingguo's residence.

I wonder how many Dingguo Marquis residences there are in the capital. Could it be the same one that his sister was from?

"Little brother, why are you looking at them? That mother and daughter are ungrateful wretches!"

The woman couldn't understand what was so interesting about that annoying mother and daughter; they showed absolutely no gratitude.

If it weren't for the little boy risking injury to cut his hand and leave marks along the way, it's uncertain whether the authorities would have been able to find them.

Wu Heran looked at her timidly: "Auntie, do you know about the Marquis of Dingguo's mansion?"

The woman's eyes widened. "You're going to the Marquis of Dingguo's residence?"

"Does the aunt know about the Marquis of Dingguo's residence?"

"What a coincidence! Not only did I know, but I also traveled all the way to the capital this time..."

"Wu Heran, is there anyone named Wu Heran among you?"

Just as the woman was excitedly about to reveal the purpose of her trip to Beijing, a soldier shouted loudly.

The scene fell silent as everyone turned to look at the official who had asked the question.

"Xiuer, what do you think they want with this guy? Could he be the head of a human trafficking ring?"

Qin whispered to her daughter beside her.

As everyone was speculating, a little boy with delicate, beautiful features stood up.

"I am Wu Heran, sir. You were looking for me?"

The county clerk examined the portrait in his hand carefully, and then he said excitedly, "Quickly tell Grandpa Rufeng, I found him! I found him!"