A transmigrated woman ruined my whole family; I was reborn, seized a spatial ability, and had a full

Chunsheng stared wide-eyed in terror, his hands flailing instinctively as he tried to break free from Su Zhen's grasp, crying out in a trembling voice:

"I didn't, I really didn't embezzle! Those people bullied me and tried to steal my things. I... I barely managed to keep this silver."

Su Zhen ignored his explanation and slapped him across the face. "Still trying to argue! I think you just don't want to do your job properly and are deliberately being lazy!"

"Your grandma was imprisoned because she refused to help me with my work. Do you want to go in and join her?"

Chunsheng was beaten until he curled up on the ground, his hands covering his head, tears welling up in his eyes from the pain, but he dared not cry out loud, only letting out weak sobs.

"I didn't, I really didn't..."

After a while, Su Zhen got tired of hitting him and stopped. Looking at the pitiful Chun Sheng on the ground, she said with some doubt, "Hmph, I'll believe you this time."

She weighed the silver in her hand, then raised her voice, scolding him with a look of disgust: "Is this how you do your job? I gave you things to sell, and you only brought back this little bit? What do you mean by that? You don't care about anything!"

Chunsheng pouted, looking aggrieved. Just as he was about to explain, Su Zhen didn't give him a chance and continued:

"I'm coming again tomorrow. You stay here and wait for me. Don't go anywhere, understand? Your grandma entrusted you to my care. If you dare to disobey, you'll be in big trouble!"

After saying that, Su Zhen raised her chin, turned around, and strode away.

After Su Zhen left, Chun Sheng slowly got up from the ground, dragging his battered body to a corner of the dilapidated temple.

He picked up a hardened steamed bun hidden in the corner, hugged it tightly to his chest, and slowly curled up into a ball.

The cold wind blew in through the cracks of the dilapidated temple, making him shiver. Waves of pain washed over him, and he couldn't help but sob softly.

He gazed at the dim sky outside the dilapidated temple, tears blurring his vision, and murmured to himself:

"Grandma, I miss you so much... When are you coming back? I'll be strong, I'll wait for you to come back..."

After receiving the money, Su Zhen immediately called a doctor to treat the man's injuries.

She has limited funds, and this is all she can do for now.

The cave was dimly lit and filled with the scent of herbs.

The Ninth Prince slowly woke up, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Su Zhen's face, and his body trembled violently in fright.

He instinctively shrank back, but the wounds on his body felt like they were being pierced by thousands of needles, and the excruciating pain made him let out a painful sob.

Seeing this, Su Zhen quickly stepped forward, her face full of concern, and said anxiously, "Young Master, what's wrong? You're still injured, please don't move around!"

She leaned down slightly, looked tenderly at the Ninth Prince, and explained softly.

“It’s safe here. I’ve already had a doctor check on you, so you can rest assured and recover. I rescued you from the other side of the riverbank. You were covered in injuries, and it scared me to death.”

As she spoke, Su Zhen emphasized the word "I" in order to make the man in front of her remember the life-saving grace.

The Ninth Prince endured the pain, trying to calm himself down. He forced a slight smile of gratitude onto his lips.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, young lady. If it weren't for your help, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I would be dead by now."

Despite this, his heart was in turmoil at that moment.

The woman in front of him kept saying that she had saved him, but when he was unconscious, there was always a face in his mind that looked very similar to hers.

The man gritted his teeth and stabbed himself more than a dozen times, then pushed himself down the ravine. How could it be such a coincidence?

Was she really just trying to save herself?

Could it be that someone has ulterior motives, trying to manipulate me and then demand repayment for my kindness...?

Thinking of this, a hint of wariness flashed in the Ninth Prince's eyes, but he quickly returned to his weak and grateful appearance.

He coughed lightly twice and asked tentatively, "Miss, when you saved me, did you notice anything else beside me? Or did you see anyone else?"

He stared intently into Su Zhen's eyes, not missing a single change in her expression.

Su Zhen was still immersed in the man's words.

She was certain she hadn't misheard; the one who was interrupted halfway through his sentence was... "This King!"

It seems that, just as I suspected, this man is most likely a prince!

Interrupted by the man's voice, Su Zhen struggled to suppress her excitement and joy. She looked up, her eyes filled with confusion, and tilted her head as she said:

"No, young master. At that time, I only saw you lying on the riverbank, and there was nothing around you. I was so frightened that I didn't care about anything else and rushed you back to find a doctor."

As she spoke, she gently tucked the blanket around the Ninth Prince, her movements soft and gentle, trying to soothe his emotions.

Perhaps because he was too weak after waking up, the Ninth Prince fell into a deep sleep again after a short while.

After settling everything in the cave, Su Zhen, unable to contain her excitement, returned home with light steps. As soon as she entered, she rushed to her parents' side.

"Father, Mother, that young master has woken up!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Su's eyes widened, his face lit up with joy, and his hands trembled slightly with excitement as he grabbed Su Zhen's arm.

"Really? That's wonderful! Honey, you have to take good care of him. Our future success depends entirely on him!"

Madam Ma, standing to the side, also had excitement in her eyes, but she tried her best to suppress her emotions. Only the slight upturn of her lips betrayed her inner joy.

She gently patted Su Erbo's hand, signaling him to calm down.

Su Zhen continued:

“Mother, although he didn’t tell me his identity explicitly, he seems to have let it slip. I heard him say the word ‘this’, so it must be either ‘this king’ or ‘this palace’. In any case, he must be related to the royal family! But I can also tell that he hasn’t completely let his guard down around me yet.”

After listening, a sharp glint flashed in Ma's eyes. She narrowed her eyes slightly, remained silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice with a solemn expression:

"Then we need to be even more careful. Don't ask about his identity or test him. Just take good care of him. People are most likely to let their guard down when they are injured and weak!"

"Zhen'er, we must stay calm at this time, understand?"

She stared intently at Su Zhen, her eyes full of concern and instructions.

Su Zhen nodded heavily, and looking at her mother's clear-headed and thoughtful manner, she felt a strong sense of security.

As long as my mother is there, even the biggest problems can be solved steadily.

She instinctively clenched her fists.

Therefore, she could not allow anyone to take away her mother's love; the three of them had to be together forever...

In the evening, Su Li led the mule into the yard.

As if startled, the mule suddenly raised its head and snorted loudly, sending a large cloud of hot, foul-smelling air, mixed with saliva, directly into Su Zhen's face.

Su Li's brows furrowed slightly...