Before Su Zhiruan opened his eyes, he heard a conversation between two girls.

"Erya, let's go to the back hill in the evening to see if there are any pheasants trapped."

"Okay, let's go together after we deliver the food to the field."

"Ruan Ruan, are you going?"

This sentence was said to Su Zhiruan. After she opened her eyes, she saw two girls surrounding her. One of them was wearing coarse linen clothes and looked ordinary. She squatted down, put the basket aside, and looked at her worriedly, "Ruan Ruan, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, I just have a headache." Su Zhiruan looked at the other girl standing there. She was average looking, but had very fair skin and was wearing a pink cotton skirt. She was looking down at her.

"Since she's fine, let's go first." The girl in the pink skirt, Arya, dragged the other girl and tried to leave. She said as she walked, "I think she's fine. We still have to deliver food to Daddy and the others. We can't delay."

"Ruan Ruan, then you should go back and have some sleep." The girl said to her hurriedly, and then was pulled away.

Su Zhiruan was happy to see that both of them had left, as it was just the right time to take in the plot.

"System, transmit the plot." She instructed the system in her mind, and then a short identity information came.

This world is set in ancient times. The original owner, Su Zhiruan, had no parents since childhood and lived in Sujia Village, eating at many families' homes. A cultured scholar took pity on her and gave her a name.

The Son of the Planes is the Crown Prince of the dynasty. Legend has it that he is decisive, iron-blooded, and brutal in his killings.

In the original plot, Arya met him who was seriously injured when she went to the back mountain. Because she thought he was handsome, she took him back. After he was cured, the man left a large sum of money and was then taken back to the palace by the palace's guard of honor.

But after they left, a group of people who wanted to hunt down Crown Prince Fu Huaichu massacred the entire Sujia Village, leaving no one alive.

"The Son of the Plane was rescued by Arya?" Su Zhiruan stood up, dusted off his body, and asked the system in his heart.

[He is still here now, you can save the mission target first]

"Alright," Su Zhiruan didn't hesitate, hung the basket on his arm, and walked towards the back mountain, "Let's go check out the target of this mission first. If we can take the initiative, it would be good to complete the mission ahead of time."

The system didn't say anything else. After giving her a rough location, it went offline.

As Su Zhiruan walked, he sorted out the original owner's situation.

When she was very young, the original owner was thrown into Sujia Village, where she was raised by several aunts. She grew up eating at many families' homes. The whole village was very harmonious, and everyone helped each other. Everyone was her relative, and she would definitely not let the original plot of the village being massacred happen.

When she grew up a little, the original owner became an apprentice in a clinic and learned some medical skills. After returning to the village, she earned some money with this skill and built her own small courtyard. She was only seventeen years old and her life was pretty good.

The clues given in the original plot were too few, so Su Zhiruan decided to go to the back mountain to take a look herself. When she saw some herbs along the way, she picked them and put them in the basket.

The woods were very quiet. The broken branches and leaves blocked the sunlight, leaving mottled shadows on the ground.

Su Zhiruan walked lightly along the path in the back mountain.

The woods were silent, the air was silent.

Just as she was about to stop to rest and pick some wild fruits, she saw bloodstains on the grass.

It looks like it should be around here.

Soon, Su Zhiruan found the Son of the Plane who was unconscious in the woods, covered in blood.

After brushing aside the half-man-high grass, a strong smell of blood entered her nose, and then she saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Fu Huaichu.

The moment she saw his true face, even though she was well-informed, she couldn't help but gasp! !

Fu Huaichu's appearance was really outstanding. Even though his eyes were closed now, his complexion was handsome and his skin was eye-catchingly white. The corners of his lips were stained with blood, making him look a little seductive at this moment. His black hair was like a waterfall, tied up with a jade hairpin. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and wore a crescent-white robe. But at this moment, his body was covered in blood, and his white clothes were stained with blood. A small piece of the jade pendant on his waist was broken, but one could see the intricately carved coiled dragon on it.

When he closed his eyes, his expression was cold and calm, quite different from the image in the legend.

Almost at the first sight of him, Su Zhiruan had an idea.

She took a step forward and gently shook the young man's shoulder, "Sir, are you okay?"

Fu Huaichu closed his eyes tightly and did not move.

Su Zhiruan was just testing him, and seeing that he was indeed unconscious, the next step would be easy, as long as he took the person back.

The original owner was pretty and thin, but she had done a lot of work since she was a child, so naturally she was quite strong.

She used the available materials around her, tore off strips of cloth from her clothes, and bandaged Fu Huaichu's wound as best she could, and also cleaned up the more conspicuous bloodstains around it.

If there is a heavy rain at this time, perhaps it can wash all of this away.

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Su Zhiruan thought about the original plot, and it seemed that after Arya rescued the Son of the Plane, it also rained heavily.

She carefully supported Fu Huaichu, helped the unconscious young man down the mountain, and brought him back to her own courtyard.

After helping the man onto the bed, Su Zhiruan looked at the Crown Prince thoughtfully. She just didn't know how the scene would play out when he woke up.

She dutifully treated Fu Huaichu's wounds and applied medicine powder, then changed his bloody coat and found a black suit that she had worn before when she was disguised as a man and put it on him.

After finishing all this, Su Zhiruan was not idle. She went to the kitchen to cook porridge. When Fu Huaichu was about to wake up, she walked into the room gently and softly, holding the bowl of porridge.

At this time, Fu Huaichu had just woken up.

He was being chased here and thought the other party would kill him, but he didn't expect that he is still alive.

He tried to move his arm and found that the wound on his arm had been treated cleanly, and even his clothes had been changed.

Fu Huaichu was full of doubts, and the corners of his eyes raised, which meant he was on guard.

Then the door opened and he looked through.

What came into view was a delicate and frail little girl, holding a bowl of porridge in her hands, with red eyes. She seemed startled when she saw him wake up, then she walked in, walked in front of him, and put the bowl on the table, "You're awake."

"Who are you?" Fu Huaichu didn't know where he was. Seeing that it was a little girl, he didn't let down his guard and asked coldly, "Why am I here?"

"Do you remember who you are?" the little girl asked him carefully, waving her hand in front of him, "Have you lost your memory?"

"Amnesia?" Fu Huaichu's eyes moved slightly.

This is a very good excuse.

Su Zhiruan saw his eyes move slightly and had an idea in her mind. She pretended to be weak to let him let down his guard. Since he had "lost his memory", she had to create a sweet story.