Autumn wind rises, treetops turn yellow, autumn leaves are falling, a touch of melancholy!

This scene, this season, is just like Su Yi's heart at this moment, with a touch of sadness, sighing involuntarily: it's not that she reacts slowly, but the world changes too fast.

One second, still gnawing on my claws, looking at the inspection report. The next second, when I opened my eyes again, I found myself transported to ancient times!

It's so bizarre, yet it actually happened. The red mark on my arm and the searing pain are the best evidence, this really wasn't a dream.

From the modern times, she has become the innocent and kind Ninth Miss of the Imperial Minister's Mansion - Rong Qing!

Transmigration is a fact, and since we can't change it, we shouldn't go seeking death either. Giving up our lives like this wouldn't be right. Ancient times are ancient times, as long as we have food and drink, we can survive. But...

Looking at the mirror, she saw a face that was still youthful and delicate. Su Yi, no, Rong Qing shook her head and sighed, "Such a beautiful face, such a watery age, it makes people want to look in the mirror involuntarily, but it's a pity..."

Below fifteen years of age, such a bud, first time actually being picked! And by that rough man, cruelly tossed about and died on the bed. Truly inhumane, truly inhumane!

It's such a pity that he died so young. Su Yi felt quite stifled herself. As someone from the modern era, she had never experienced what it was like to be a man!

Suddenly transported to ancient times, I was utterly confused and lost. I had no idea what it meant to be a man. It wasn't until after I became one that I realized the pain of putting on airs and pretending to be something I wasn't.

Woo, Rongqing faced the mirror, slowly transitioning through this dog's life.

Outside, two young maids were whispering to each other.

"Qiu Hong, you say, will Wang Ye of Zhan come to the manor to propose to Ninth Miss?" (Rong Jiu, also known as Rong Qing. The third branch of the Rong family, her father is the youngest son. Among all the daughters, Rong Qing ranks ninth.)

"How would I know that! " She paused slightly, then in a low voice, chuckled, “Don't even think about being betrothed. The Zhan Wangfu is not the kind of place where people come to marry. At most, someone will arrive in a small palanquin and be carried straight in, given a concubine position, and that would be considered a great honor.”

Autumn's beauty was spoken, and Spring Peach was stunned, then realized. Indeed! Ninth Miss was no longer qualified to be the Princess Consort of Zhen!

To say Rong Qing was unlucky was an understatement. He had just gone to the temple to pay respects to his deceased mother when he was suddenly overpowered and robbed by the powerful Duke Zhan. Afterward, all he got was the Duke's curt order: "Hold him back before anyone else dies." And so, he remained here, trapped!

A young lady, still confined to her inner quarters, has gone missing. Regardless of the reason, it's a catastrophe. A reputation for promiscuity is enough to ruin a woman's life forever. She would no longer be eligible to be a proper wife, let alone a royal one.

“What’s more important is that if Wang Ye of Zhan is willing to take me as a concubine, then it would be alright. But if not…”

That's either becoming a recluse like an ancient Buddhist monk, living out their days in quiet contemplation, or taking their own life. There are no other options. After all, the Rong family can't afford to lose face.

Even though Rongqing was innocent throughout the whole affair, so what? Who made him end up with Wang Ye of Zhan?!

The Grand Preceptor Daiyuan Wangye, he is someone even the Emperor had to give way to and tolerate. Dare you provoke such a person?

However, there's a reason why you absolutely shouldn't mess with Prince Zhan. It's not just because of this... It's because of that!

Indisposed and fickle, one moment they might be smiling at you, the next, they could turn on you. With their ever-changing moods, it's simply... unbearable! No one can stand it!

Talking reason with such a person, seeking justice from him? That's just like courting death!

In the world of Lord Zhan, he is justice, he is the law. If someone speaks something he wishes to hear, that's one thing; if not, you have offended him, angered him. The consequences would be unimaginable!

So, whether it was civil or military affairs, whenever anyone had to deal with King Zhan, they would tremble with apprehension before going. Upon returning, their minds were still clouded, truly a perplexing situation! Each visit, then return, added more gray hairs and exhaustion.

"Actually, with the kind of status Wangye had, even just his looks... Miss Nine would be considered fortunate if she went in as a concubine. "Thinking about Wangye's extraordinary appearance, Qiu Hong couldn't help but feel her heart flutter.

When Chun Tao heard this, she shook her head and said softly, "Talent, status, appearance - they are all impeccable about Wang Zhan. But... but you mustn't forget Wang Zhan's peculiar preferences!"

Spring peach blossom speaks, autumn red doesn't shake at all, it can't ripple.

That portion, such a child, is already enough to be fatal. If it were coupled with a peculiar preference, then…

Why is he special? Firstly, because Lord Zhan was dissolute by nature, he particularly liked good things. Saying this isn't anything out of the ordinary. Who doesn't like beautiful things? Even when buying buns, people choose the prettiest ones!

However, King Zhan was different. This good thing included people of all genders.

For example, some time ago, a woman relied on her long, smooth black hair to catch the eye of Prince Zhan. She then entered Zhan's palace and thought that she had achieved success and would be favored by him. She felt different from others in his presence. That night, she dressed up and went to see Lord Zhan with a seductive demeanor. As a result...

The guards shaved the man's head and threw him out of the Prince ZHAN's mansion. There was nothing he could do about it; after all, Prince ZHAN only liked men with hair.

Behave yourself! It's much better to just flirt with your hair than to go after someone else. Don't you see that's only going to bring you trouble? I'm glad Master Zhan was in a good mood that night, otherwise, you wouldn't have lost just face, but your life!

This incident made those girls who wanted to marry into the Zhan Wang's household weigh their options carefully. If Zhan Wang liked something other than me, just things like my nails, wouldn't I be condemned to a life of widowhood if I went in?

Thinking this way, my heart trembled with fear!

Let's get back to the topic of King Zan's peculiar tastes. The other day, a man was chosen by King Zan because of his long hands. The king wanted him to come live in the palace, but the man refused absolutely, preferring death over submission.

To this, Lord Zhan merely raised an eyebrow with a smile, saying nothing. And then... no one ever saw that man again!

This incident caused unease not only among women but also among men.

Above, in summary, King Zhan is good in everything except his temper.

A high-ranking lord, yet someone who made people feel uncomfortable, even resentful, and wished to just keep imagining him from afar out of fear!

What are the two of you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be serving inside?

Suddenly a voice, the two maids startled, looked up, seeing the two people, hurriedly, "Servants greet Seventh Miss!"

Rong Yu let out a snort and raised an eyebrow at the two of them, "Where's Rong Jiu?"

"Reporting back to Seventh Miss, Ninth Miss is still sleeping in her room and has not yet woken up. This servant will go inform…"

"Well... even now, you're still asleep." Saying that, she lifted her foot and walked straight in.

Autumn Red, Spring Peach saw it, lowered her head, and did not stop it.

Even though Seventh Miss is a concubine's daughter, she is now more beautiful than Rong Qing, the legitimate daughter. Who would have thought that Rong Jiu lost out, and Prince Zhan hasn't made his stance clear yet!

Eyes like snow, gaze like obsidian jade, lips like petals, complexion as green as a waterfall!

Delicate yet exquisitely formed!

The purity, innocence, and laziness of it all, blended unintentionally, are deadly!

Looking at such a face, Rong Yu pursed his lips, his face sinking involuntarily. He disliked Rong Qing, had always disliked him since childhood, because of Rong Qing's status as the legitimate son. Now, besides Rong Qing's status, he even more disliked that face.

And after that, Deng MaMa looked at Rong Qing’s languid and indifferent demeanor. She suddenly felt a bit strange. Her brow furrowed involuntarily. According to Rong Qing's character, she should be devastated by this, crying and wailing would be more fitting. Why was it…

"Little sister, are you alright?"

Rong Qing looked but said nothing. Rong Yu, her half-sister and the daughter of Aunt Liu, a concubine!

Although Rong Qing remained silent, it didn't hinder Rong Yu's enthusiasm for speaking. "If something like this happened to someone else, they probably wouldn't be able to live with it. I thought Jiumei was just as strong-willed, so I came over specifically to see her. But I didn't expect...Jiumei is actually quite resilient."

Every word is laced with sarcasm, dripping with mockery.

However, for the sake of precaution, Jiu Jie's early planning is still a good idea. It will prevent both grandfather and father from being embarrassed.

Planning ahead? Heh...

"Do you think it would be better if I were dead?"

"This is also for my little sister Jiu!"

He listened, nodded, and said in a calm voice, “I will think it over seriously. If I decide to do it, I will definitely take you with me!”

Upon hearing this, Rong Yu's smile vanished. She fixed Rong Qing with a grave expression and said, "Rong Qing, what do you mean by that?"

"That means our sisters are so close, we naturally need to depend on each other through life and death, never leaving each other!"

"Ridiculous, you're the one who did such a filthy thing! What right do you have to drag me down? Ninth sister, your face is truly thick enough. It seems…" Rong Yu stepped forward, looking at Rong Qing with a cold and sharp voice, "On that day, it wasn't Wang Ye of the Azure Pavilion who forced you, but you who seduced him first, didn't you?"

He listened patiently, his face devoid of anger. Instead, he smiled faintly, and said, “Miss Qi, what you say is truly interesting! Then, I shall go to His Royal Highness Zhan and confess my sins. I will tell him that it was wrong of me to listen to Miss Qi and acted rashly against His Royal Highness. I truly deserve to die a thousand deaths…”

Before Rongqing could finish his words, Rongyu roared, “Rongqing, you bastard, what are you talking about? You’re the one with ulterior motives, what does this have to do with me?”

Looking at Rong Yu's pale face, Rong Qing became even more serene, leaning lazily against the back of the chair, staring straight into Rong Yu's eyes, where a hint of fear lay hidden. "It doesn't matter what it is," he said in a flat tone, "what matters is what King Zhan believes."

"Rong Qing, you…"

"Grandmother Deng, what do you think?" Rong Qing ignored Rong Yu and turned to look at Grandmother Deng. The loyal servant of her stepmother!

"Grandma Deng's eyelids drooped slightly. 'What do you mean, Ninth Miss?' "

"If I must die, who should I take with me?"

As soon as these words were uttered, Granny Deng suddenly raised her head and looked at Rong Qing. Meeting those clear yet profound eyes, her brows jumped, and her heart skipped a beat!

Meeting eyes, Qing, Deng Mamá bowed her head. "It was this old servant's fault for disturbing Miss Jiu's tranquility. Please forgive me, Miss Jiu!" With that, she pulled the still-fuming Rong Yu out of the room.

Looking at the backs of the two people, Rong Qing leaned against something as if lost in thought.

King Zhan Yun, with his commanding presence, is as formidable as a tiger!

It seems like whether or not I can live now depends entirely on that man's word!

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