Pampered By All In Different Planes

The Third Prince is notorious for his carefree lifestyle, spending his days away from the court and roaming the mountains and rivers, so you can see him everywhere.

It's normal for him to come here.

The Brothel Owner already had ulterior motives, speaking evasively and ambiguously. The county magistrate was worried that the Third Prince would report to the Emperor, and by then, not to mention his small official hat, even his life would be hard to save.

Thus, the County Magistrate found a good excuse, making the Brothel Owner pay heavily and detained her for several days, personally warning her to refrain from crooked practices, otherwise, she would be executed and publicly displayed.

The Brothel Owner already had a guilty conscience. In her business, she often preyed on young girls; some from poor families, she would persuade their parents to sell their daughters, and some, she directly abducted.

So she confessed to these crimes without denying any.

After she was released, fearing an investigation from above, the Brothel Owner released many girls overnight and gave them hush money.

Su Zhiruan and Ji Xiaoyuan were unaware of these events.

After this little incident, the atmosphere between them became increasingly different.

Su Zhiruan had come with a mission, whether advancing early or delaying, she had to accomplish the mission.

That day.

"There's a lantern festival today, do you want to go see it?"

"What lantern festival?" Su Zhiruan and Ji Xiaoyuan were sitting in the courtyard eating, and she looked up to inquire.

"It should be the Lantern Festival; I overheard some passersby talking about it a few days ago." Ji Xiaoyuan added a piece of meat to her bowl, recalling earnestly.

"Then you..." Su Zhiruan looked at him.

Ji Xiaoyuan smiled, reaching out his hand, "I'll go with you, I haven't seen lanterns in a long time."

During this time, she had gradually become accustomed to this way of life.

Su Zhiruan had arrived in this world quite early; initially, she was an unappreciated Princess of the Wan Dynasty. Though not favored, she was still a Princess, with no lack of food and clothing.

The palace and Prince Residence life sounds luxurious and interesting, but in reality, after living for a while, it becomes extremely boring, holding up the so-called royal demeanor, attending one false banquet after another, with heavy jewelry and headgear on top of her head, both tiresome and annoying.

Although Su Zhiruan had always been highly adaptable, she also found it dull.

After being rescued by Ji Xiaoyuan, and once her leg injury healed, she could finally feel the joy of this life.

Ji Xiaoyuan had a lot of money; although on the surface he appeared like a poor hunter with no status, only brute strength to earn some coins, in fact, whatever he wanted to do daily was based on his interests, as he wasn't lacking money, merely enjoying the experience.

It's really nice to have money.

Su Zhiruan couldn't help but marvel.

Initially, there weren't many things she wanted to buy, and Ji Xiaoyuan mistakenly thought she was saving money for him, so he simply brought out a huge box filled with silver.

Just that one box of silver was enough to support the whole village for thirty years.

Returning to a small place with a hidden identity and a massive fortune feels truly delightful!

"Let's go, let's head out." Ji Xiaoyuan, seeing she was ready, patted her hair, and the two headed out the door.

By this time it was already evening, the sky displaying a golden hue.

After the last disappointment, Cuihua put herself into work, trying to forget Ji Xiaoyuan.

Even during dusk, she was washing clothes by the rushing riverbank.

Piece by piece, the wet clothes were wrung out by her hands and placed back in the basin.

At that moment—

A flash of light caught her eye.

It seemed like something was in the crevice of the stones!

Cuihua walked over, put down the clothes, and curiously followed the direction to look.

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The Third Prince is notorious for his carefree lifestyle, spending his days away from the court and roaming the mountains and rivers, so you can see him everywhere.

It's normal for him to come here.

The Brothel Owner already had ulterior motives, speaking evasively and ambiguously. The county magistrate was worried that the Third Prince would report to the Emperor, and by then, not to mention his small official hat, even his life would be hard to save.

Thus, the County Magistrate found a good excuse, making the Brothel Owner pay heavily and detained her for several days, personally warning her to refrain from crooked practices, otherwise, she would be executed and publicly displayed.