Su Zhen held the jade pendant in both hands, a blush rising on her face, her eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and shyness, and presented it to the Ninth Prince.

“Young master, I obtained this jade pendant by chance, and I immediately felt that it was a perfect match for you. I hope you will not find it objectionable.”

The Ninth Prince looked at the jade pendant, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He immediately became even more suspicious of Su Zhen.

How could an ordinary farm girl possess such a valuable jade pendant?

But he remained expressionless, simply saying, "Such an expensive gift is really too much of a waste."

"Since ancient times, jade has been regarded as an auspicious object, embodying the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and containing good fortune. If you wear this jade close to your body, you will surely be able to use its spiritual energy to dispel illness and your body will recover quickly."

Su Zhen looked at him expectantly, her voice trembling slightly:

"Young master, this is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

The Ninth Prince hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and took the jade pendant, saying softly, "Thank you."

Su Zhen was secretly delighted when she saw that he had accepted the jade pendant, thinking that this was a good opportunity to get closer to him.

However, after the Ninth Prince accepted the jade pendant, he remained indifferent, which dashed Su Zhen's hopes and left her extremely disappointed.

After a while, Su Zhen stood up helplessly, forcing a smile. "Young master, it's getting late, I should go back. You should rest well, I'll come to see you again tomorrow."

The Ninth Prince nodded and said calmly, "Alright, Miss Su, please be careful on your journey."

Su Zhen left the cave, turning back every few steps.

She clenched her fists, her eyes revealing a hint of almost obsessive fanaticism.

The colder a man is to her, the more determined she becomes to win him over.

Moreover, the fact that he took the initiative to ask about his background today is already a significant step forward, indicating that he is somewhat interested in me.

But, what I feared most came to pass—

As usual, Su Zhen rushed to the dilapidated temple with supplies.

Halfway there, the once clear sky was suddenly covered by layers of thick, dark clouds, making it hard to breathe.

She gritted her teeth, muttered a curse under her breath, and quickened her pace as she ran towards the dilapidated temple.

With a loud "squeak," several sparrows perched on the beam were startled into flight.

Su Zhen kicked open the dilapidated door of the ruined temple and searched the dimly lit interior with eager eyes. Finally, she found Chun Sheng on a pile of straw in a corner.

Chunsheng was curled up in the messy pile of grass, his small body as fragile and helpless as a withered leaf falling in late autumn.

His little face was burning red, his hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks, and his chapped lips trembled slightly as he uttered weak and painful murmurs.

His body trembled uncontrollably, as if desperately seeking warmth, or as if making a final struggle against the illness.

Seeing Chunsheng's appearance, Su Zhen's already irritable mood was instantly ignited, and her anger flared up instantly.

The young master's injuries were too severe; he had to rely on rare medicinal herbs to stay alive every day. The exorbitant medical expenses were like a mountain, making it hard for her to breathe.

If the medicine is missing or the herbs are of slightly lower quality, the Ninth Prince will cough so hard it's heart-wrenching, and he'll be so weak that a gust of wind could blow him over.

If this important person's health were ruined, my dream of rising to prominence would be completely shattered.

They had originally hoped that Chunsheng could sell more supplies to raise money and alleviate their immediate crisis, but the kid in front of them was so disappointing.

Su Zhen's eyes widened, veins bulging on her forehead. She suddenly raised her foot and kicked the broken bed next to her with a "bang".

The old bed frame creaked and groaned.

Then, she kicked the dilapidated statue, which shook a few times and dust fell down.

She strode up to Chunsheng, looked down at him, her eyes full of disdain and impatience.

"Hey, are you faking your death?"

Su Zhen bent down, leaned close to Chun Sheng, and sneered mockingly, "How much work have you done? You look like you're half-dead. Are you deliberately slacking off?"

Chunsheng, who was in a daze and immersed in the torment of his illness, was suddenly awakened by this roar.

He struggled to open his eyes and saw Su Zhen's fierce and menacing appearance. He couldn't help but tremble with fear, a hint of terror flashing in his eyes.

Her chapped lips moved slightly, her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz: "I...I didn't..."

"Still being stubborn!" Su Zhen frowned, reached out and grabbed Chun Sheng's collar, lifting him out of the haystack.

Chunsheng's body was limp and powerless to resist, and he could only let Su Zhen do as she pleased.

"Look at your behavior, it's disgusting!"

Su Zhen looked at Chunsheng with disgust, and tightened her grip even more. "Don't think you can get away with this by playing the victim. If you don't sell the supplies today, you'll be in big trouble!"

Chunsheng's eyes filled with tears. "I really wasn't faking it. I'm so upset..."

He pleaded, his voice trembling with tears, his eyes filled with helplessness, "Please, don't hit me..."

"Feeling unwell? Stop pretending!" Su Zhen snorted disdainfully and casually tossed Chun Sheng back into the haystack.

Chunsheng's body crashed heavily onto the haystack with a muffled groan.

She glanced down at Chunsheng, her eyes filled with disgust and disdain, as if Chunsheng were worthless trash.

"Listen carefully, if you dare to tell anyone about reselling supplies, I'll make sure you never see your grandma again! And then, your grandma will suffer because of you, you idiot!"

They really are grandfather and grandson, both equally useless!

Chunsheng trembled with fear, tears welling in his eyes. He nodded frantically, his voice weak and hurried.

"I...I don't know, I didn't tell anyone, I really didn't!"

"It better be this way!"

Su Zhen turned around and walked out of the temple without looking back.

In her mind, Chunsheng had become a burden who only dragged her down, and she would never be so kind as to find a doctor to treat him.

After all, the most urgent task is to find someone else to take over these matters as soon as possible.

As for this burden, she didn't want to carry it for even a second longer.

She strode out of the dilapidated temple, the cold wind hitting her face and ruffling her hair, but doing nothing to dispel the unease in her heart.

As Su Zhen walked, she was pondering who she should entrust with the task of reselling supplies.

She knew perfectly well that she couldn't get involved in this matter herself.

The risk is too great. If I were to be caught by the authorities, I would be completely finished.

Someone as precious as her naturally wouldn't take that risk.

Thinking this, she stepped into the courtyard with a dark face, and bumped right into the woman opposite her.

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