"Princess, Princess, something terrible has happened! The Prince has been beaten again!"
A somewhat immature female voice came through the phone, sounding anxious. Zhao Shu turned over in her seat. How could the hospital have such poor soundproofing? What kind of heartless perpetrator would send her to some third-rate hospital just because they couldn't afford it? How could they not let her recover properly?
She's going to complain that the hospital is playing TV while patients are resting!
"Princess, the Prince has been beaten again! Princess, please get up and see!"
The voice kept nagging impatiently in her ear. Zhao Shu got angry, got up, and prepared to knock on the door next door. Couldn't a person get a proper rest?
To her surprise, when she turned over, she saw a little girl of about ten years old, with two purses on her head and wearing a long turquoise dress, looking at her tremblingly.
Green Ivy was almost in tears. She should have known better than to listen to others and come to wake up the princess. Isn't it common for princes to be beaten? Although the princess couldn't bear to see her father being beaten, she only felt ashamed and wasn't particularly filial to this father who often embarrassed her.
Zhao Shu blinked. She must have opened her eyes wrong. She closed her eyes and opened them again. What was going on? The antique-style curtains were only found in ruins, tourist attractions, or houses from her previous life. And, to be fair, they were quite well preserved.
But it felt so familiar, so intimate, as if she had lived here before.
No, no, I need to sort this out. She closed her eyes again, and an indescribable sadness rose from the bottom of her heart. She felt so heartbroken that she wanted to burst into tears.
Countless images flashed through my mind, incredibly clear.
Zhao Shu, the only daughter of Prince Yong, had no half-siblings. She lost her mother at a young age and was the apple of Prince Yong's eye. However, Prince Yong was extremely absurd, with seventy or eighty concubines and countless singing girls in his household.
Playing with women at home is nothing, but frequently going to other people's homes to do it... Logically speaking, as a prince, the emperor's younger brother, and the empress dowager's son, he shouldn't be in such a miserable state, but playing with women from powerful families is a different story.
For example, last time, he deliberately flirted with a concubine of the second son of the seventh branch of the Wang family, and was beaten black and blue by the second son of the seventh branch of the Wang family. The censorate immediately sent impeachments all over the capital.
For example, the time before last, he pulled the hand of a songstress of the third son of the Zhu family. The songstress herself was fine, but she vomited. Prince Yong was embarrassed, but his chivalrous heart prevailed, and he ordered the head of the Imperial Hospital to treat the songstress.
This is a slap in the face! The head of the Imperial Medical Academy, from a family of renowned physicians, is a man of great standing, yet he is being forced to treat a mere plaything. To refuse would be to treat human life as worthless, yet he has no choice but to do so. He immediately harbors hatred for Prince Yong.
After taking her pulse, the singer was found to be pregnant. The third son of the concubine immediately made her his concubine, and that was the end of the matter.
Unfortunately, Prince Yong then showed concern for the courtesan in an ambiguous manner, and was beaten black and blue.
His book is everywhere, and it's flying all over the place.
Zhao Shu was still deep in thought, thinking that this old playboy, living in this ancient era, was quite unrestrained...
That's not the point! The point is, this old playboy is his father from his past life! What's going on? Has she returned?
Before she could confirm this, Green Ivy spoke again.
"Princess..."
Zhao Shu suddenly snapped out of her daze, borrowing two words from her good friend Ajiu: "Damn, this girl in front of me looks so familiar?" She pinched herself, but it didn't hurt. Looking down, she saw that she had pinched the girl in green. Seeing that Ajiu's lips had turned white from being pinched, she didn't dare to pull her hand away. If Ajiu had been pinched, she would have slapped her.
Awkwardly letting go, she asked, "Green Ivy, what did you just say?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She had transmigrated and been reborn! Was it God who sent her back to settle scores and grievances? Before Green Ivy could reply, she instantly got up and went to the dressing table. The girl in the bronze mirror was not old, about eight or nine years old. It was clear that she had grown up in a wealthy family. Her skin was fair and delicate, and her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and obedient.
This is what she looked like when she was nine years old; her face still looked very childish.
Compared to her life in modern times, her childhood memories are much weaker. She hardly remembers what this room looks like, only that it feels incredibly familiar.
And this maid in green before me—I don't recall ever seeing her before.
"Princess?" Green Luo wondered. What was wrong with the princess today? In the past, she would be furious when she heard that the prince had been beaten, but now she seemed to be in a daze.
Most importantly, the princess didn't scold her harshly; she just pinched her.
Thankfully, she felt like she had survived a disaster.
"Princess, the Prince was beaten by the Fifth Young Master of the Duke of Ningguo." It was not something that servants like them could talk about casually, because he had no reason to be beaten. However, someone always managed to tell the truth to mock Zhao Shu.
Thinking of her father, she felt guilty for her ignorance when she was young. She had been an orphan for more than 20 years in modern times. Was this punishment for not knowing how to cherish things?
"Why were you beaten? Tell me quickly." She hadn't expected that the first thing she would see when she woke up was her father being beaten. In her bad mood, she spoke without thinking, and her tone was very harsh.
A habit I haven't been able to shake even after living two lifetimes.
Green Ivy was so frightened that she knelt on the ground with a thud. "Reporting to the princess, it is the prince who wants to snatch the commoner girl that the fifth young master has his eye on."
Zhao Shu's face instantly darkened. It's one thing to steal someone else's concubine, but it's wrong to steal a commoner's woman. Concubines are of lowly status, while commoners are of good status. "Ministers, subjects" refers to the emperor's subjects!
"Quickly, take me to my father."
The word "father" slipped out, and she froze for a moment, a wave of sadness washing over her.
Her eyes reddened, and her nose tingled, but she had already shed all her tears before dying in her first life as Zhao Shu, and in this life, she never wanted to shed tears again.
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