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

She had only thrown some melon seed shells at Wu Weiwei to make things difficult for her; why would the young master stand up for her?

After realizing what had happened, Xiangju quickly begged for forgiveness, saying, "Young Master, I... I only accidentally spilled some melon seed shells. I didn't mean to make things difficult for Wu Weiwei."

"Xiangju, I started cleaning at dawn. The Qingsong Courtyard is so big, it took me two whole hours to clean the waterside pavilions and towers."

"But your arrival has ruined all my work. You say it wasn't intentional, but what about the sunflower seed shells scattered all over the outer courtyard?"

"This……"

Xiangju's face was pale, and she felt as if the melon seeds in her hand were burning hot.

She never expected the prince to suddenly walk out of the courtyard, and she never expected that he would actually concern himself with the sordid behavior of them, the maids.

Following the direction pointed by Wu Weiwei's slender finger, Lu Tinghan indeed saw scattered sunflower seed shells on the originally clean ground, and followed the path from the outer courtyard all the way to the inner courtyard.

The prince's face immediately turned menacing.

"Liu Yun, drag this wicked servant away, deduct one month's wages, and give him fifty strokes of the cane as punishment."

"Your Highness, please don't! I know I was wrong, I'll never do it again..."

After fifty strokes of the cane, even if she doesn't die, she'll be crippled. She doesn't want to die...

Juxiang begged for mercy in a soft, whimpering voice.

Wu Weiwei, who was standing to the side, was also stunned by Lu Hanting's actions.

She used to watch TV shows where stunt doubles were being spanked, and they always had a thick felt pad on their buttocks, so the spanking didn't hurt much.

But the rods used in ancient times were real. If you were to receive fifty strokes of the rod, wouldn't you lose your life?

However, her sympathy for Xiangju vanished in an instant.

A person who harbors ill will towards you will inevitably turn against you once they gain power; showing sympathy is the worst thing you can do.

There's always a reason why someone is pitiful. If Xiangju hadn't provoked me, she wouldn't be in this predicament today. I can only say she deserved it.

In ancient times, when human life was cheap, she would not let go of anyone, not even her closest friends or family, who harbored ill intentions towards her.

Her experiences from childhood taught her that everything she wanted, she had to obtain with her own hands, such as her identity as a modern-day flight attendant.

While she was stunned, Wu Weiwei felt a sharp gaze looking at her.

The man's gaze made Wu Weiwei flinch. Could it be that her rapid change had aroused his suspicion?

Let them have their doubts!

The original owner was terrified when he pierced her heart with a sword, and he wouldn't even allow her personality to change drastically?

The key issue is that if she were to continue living in the Marquis's mansion with the original owner's cautious and timid personality, she would be bullied to death!

When the prince looked at her again, Wu Weiwei looked up and their eyes met.

Calm and composed.

She has changed.

But it seems that nothing has changed.

Today, she only intervened because she couldn't bear to see someone who resembled "her" being bullied by wicked servants. She really thinks she is "her".

But it must be said that she and the deceased "she" do have some similarities, both cherishing their lives.

Unfortunately……

Xiangju was beaten fifty times and was carried out of Qingsong Courtyard barely breathing.

Watching her bloodied and mangled figure being carried away, Wu Weiwei was still terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

Because of Xiangju's matter, when Wu Weiwei finally finished her work at the end of the 7 PM and asked Aunt Mei for leave to leave the mansion, she was quickly granted permission.

However, Aunt Mei only gave her one hour.

The younger brother was fostered by the original owner at the home of a small vendor in the suburbs of Beijing.

The family rented two rooms. The man's surname was He. He was five feet tall, had a silver tongue, and was a peddler.

The woman, surnamed Li, had two sons and a daughter. Her eldest son was sixteen years old and almost old enough to be married.

While taking care of the children during the day, Li would also embroider handkerchiefs and purses, along with other items and snacks, which she would then have a peddler carry and sell throughout the streets and alleys.

Life in the capital was quite difficult, but I managed to get by.

Now that there's a younger brother, the original owner gives most of her monthly allowance to this peddler's family, hoping they will treat her brother well.

She asked for nothing more than for her younger brother to grow up safely, which would fulfill the wishes of her deceased parents.

After walking for more than half an hour, Wu Weiwei finally arrived at the peddler's house.

A woman's cursing voice could be heard coming from the alleyway outside.

"You stupid swindler! I just asked you to wash some clothes... Oh my god, this soap I just bought isn't even enough for you to use! You wasteful good-for-nothing! I'll beat you up..."

Late at night, the neighbors were used to the noise coming from this house. The He family in the west was like this every day, with either the older or younger children fighting. It was just a pity for the little, delicate-looking boy.

When Wu Weiwei pushed open the door, she saw the woman hitting and scolding the original owner's younger brother.

The little child stood there silently, enduring the pain without uttering a sound, as the woman pinched, squeezed, and pushed him repeatedly.

Upon seeing this, Wu Weiwei felt a sudden surge of immense grief and indignation welling up inside her.

Wu Weiwei knew that this was probably the lingering emotions of the original owner of the body causing trouble. The thing she was most worried about after leaving was her younger brother.

Don't worry, as long as I live, I will definitely take good care of your younger brother.

This can be seen as her taking over the body as a way of repaying her.

After making this promise in her heart, Wu Weiwei felt her throbbing head ease considerably.

The original owner... has left?

"stop!"

Wu Weiwei strode over quickly, pushed Li Shi aside, and hugged her younger brother tightly.

"Wei, Wei, why didn't you say a word when you came back in the middle of the night?"

Li chuckled awkwardly.

"Li, if I hadn't returned today, were you planning to beat my brother to death?"

"What are you talking about? I was just asking him to wash some clothes."

She washed away most of the soap I'd just bought a couple of days ago. I'm usually very frugal with soap, and this was just a little scolding in my anger! "Look at you..."

The Li family is the villain who filed a false accusation first.

Seeing Wu Weiwei remain silent with a sullen face, Li Shi immediately said with dissatisfaction, "If you think I have mistreated your brother, then you can take him away."

It also saves me from doing something good but ending up with bad results and being blamed for it, thus avoiding being the bad guy...

Li was certain that as long as she used this tactic, Wu Weiwei would definitely give in.

Normally, if she said that, Wu Weiwei would just let it go.

After all, she had sold herself into the Marquis's household to work, so she was never a free person.

But her younger brother is young and needs someone to take care of him. If she quits, where will she find someone to take care of him?

Looking at the wooden bucket on the ground, which was full of clothes, there was more than one piece of clothing inside; it was clearly the dirty clothes that the entire Li family had changed out of.

The original owner, Wu Weiwei, received two taels of silver per month, but she took the lion's share and gave it to the He family so that they would take good care of her younger brother.

But now Ranran is still sick, and in the chilly spring weather, Li Shi maliciously makes her younger brother wash all of her family's dirty clothes.

She touched the burning forehead of the child in her arms. The child was only five years old, but even with her cold heart, Wu Weiwei was genuinely angry.

Does she really think she's the original Wu Weiwei, someone who would be coerced by her?

Her gaze at Li was fierce, as if she wanted to devour her.

This little girl is so different from before.

Although intimidated by Wu Weiwei's imposing manner, Li refused to admit defeat verbally.

She said, her voice stern but her heart pounding, "You, if you're so capable, then take him away. I'd like to see where you're going to find someone to take care of your little brother."