Southern Qi, the twenty-third year of Emperor Longqing, spring.

A procession of mourners made their way slowly down Shangjing Chongwen Street, swaths of white silk shrouds filling the street to overflowing.

The crowd of onlookers surrounding the scene whispered among themselves.

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How did another one die?

"That's right! Duke Rui had six wives before he passed away!"

"Marry her!"

"Shh! Be careful! Don't say a word?"

To mention King Rui is to invite disaster.

King Rui Xiao Yin is the ninth younger brother of the current emperor. He was once the war god of Southern Qi, achieving great military achievements. However, seven years ago, an accident on the battlefield injured him in a vital spot, leaving him with a chronic illness.

From then on, Prince Rui became increasingly solitary and eccentric. He indulged in killing without restraint, and the crucial factor was that he was also unkind to his wives.

To marry one is to lose one, anyone who enters the Rui Wangfu gate will not live long.

The nobles of the capital have since seen the Prince Rui hiding about.

A squad of white uniforms marched slowly along Chongwen Street, while a hearse passed them by at the edge of the funeral procession, heading towards the city limits.

In the carriage, Gu Jiu Ling stared intently at the woman above him.

The old woman's grip was strong, ripping the corner of
with it. A sharp pain surged through him, as if his internal organs were on fire. He gasped for air, writhing in agony.

Looking around in terror at everything unfamiliar.

He is a modern medicine doctor. When he was doing an experiment, the laboratory exploded.

When he woke up again, he was being dragged by an old woman, a bowl of medicine in her hand? Was there no one else around?

At this moment, all the memories flooded into his mind. Gu Jiuling froze in place.

Could it be that I have actually traveled through time?

The original owner was the daughter of a wealthy family, the niece of a prominent merchant from Southern Qi, and the fiancee of the prince. Which one wasn't easy?

One could have played such a good hand so poorly.

Two months prior, when Emperor Longqing held a grand banquet, Mu Taizi's long-time crush Gu Jiu Ling was smitten. Influenced by her younger sister, she hatched a plan to drug the prince and consummate their relationship.

The rice is cooked, but the man who cooked it is not the prince. Who he is remains unknown!

Two months later, the girl was still found to have a pulse. The Gu family felt ashamed and decided to send her to Taohua Temple in the suburbs to fend for herself.

I don't want this old hag on the road to poison me, the original owner couldn't stand it and died.

"Let go!! Release me!!"

Gu Jiu-Ling panicked, wondering if dying again would truly turn him into ashes.

Li Mama is Madam Lin's confidante. This time, looking at Gu Jiuling, she was like looking at a dead man.

"Miss, please don't blame this old servant for being cruel!"

"Blame it on your useless, stupid mother. If anyone had the ability or luck, they'd have died long ago!"

After you die, all your dowry will go to the mistress. Where else could she keep it? Our master and the second miss, as well as the third master, are all waiting for you to die so they can happily spend your money!

"Miss, this old servant has offended you!!"

Li Mama's eyes flashed, she grabbed his neck and held up the bowl, ready to pour it down.

I've already had a few sips, but my wife said that I should die properly on the way to Taohua Monastery, cut off all ties and leave no room for future trouble!

"No!!" Gu JiuLing struggled desperately, but the original body was too weak and pregnant. Where could a weak servant girl be a match for a strong matron?

In order to ensure things went smoothly, Lin Qingxue didn't assign anyone else to ride in the carriage with her.

Seeing Gu Jiu Ling was about to die, he tightly grasped Li Mamas' wrist, his eyeballs bulging out.

Suddenly, my vision blurred. A faint space appeared in my mind, shaped like a water droplet, hovering there.

Immediately, the water droplet grew brighter, revealing the entire laboratory. One heart pounded with excitement.

Laboratory?

Unconsciously, he jabbed a needle from the table forward.

"What is this!" Granny Li only felt a sharp pain in her old face and cried out in alarm, releasing Gu Jiuling. The bowl in her hand also shattered.

Seizing the opportunity, Gu Jiuling desperately rolled out of the carriage.

Because the funeral procession was blocking the way, the carriage couldn't move fast. Otherwise, after Gu Jiu Ling's fall just now, he would have definitely gone to heaven.

Ignoring the pain, he gritted his teeth and crawled up, staggering into the funeral procession.

Only then did Grandmother Li realize, the hunted prey that was supposed to be dead had escaped! This was unacceptable!

"Quick! Catch him! Get him! Don't let him get away!!"

Li Mamá hurriedly called the coachman to go after them. Gu Jiuling had just swallowed a few mouthfuls of poison and was pregnant, so she couldn't run fast. She saw that the pursuers were getting closer and closer.

Gritting his teeth, he charged forward desperately, no longer caring about the path.

A whinny of a horse, followed by gasps of surprise from the surrounding area.

Gu Jiu Ling fell to the ground, lifting his head and staring at a horse about to step on his head. Unwillingly, the man on the horse's back, Qi Zhan, suddenly slapped the horse's neck with a palm, barely turning it around to stop.

Gu Jiu Ling was on the brink of death, and he was so scared that he raised his head and stared blankly at the man on horseback.

In his late twenties or early thirties, he had a sharp and handsome face. Every feature was just right.

A pair of shimmering peach blossom eyes, at this moment, coldly stared. They were like snow tinged with frost.

Pale, white to the point of being almost luminous.

He wore a jade crown, a plain silk robe of pure white. His elegance was unparalleled.

The figure was tall and imposing, with a powerful aura that radiated coldness. With thin lips pressed into a tight line, his gaze fixed on Gu Jiu Ling held a hint of hostility.

King Rui?

Gu Jiu Ling felt that his luck was the worst. He had actually bumped into Prince Rui? The most terrifying bigshot in the capital! The nightmare of all Shang Jingzi people!

Only then did he realize that today was the day of the funeral for the newly deceased Queen Consort, held in honor of King Rui.

Following Li Mamá, who had also been dumbfounded. How could Gu Jiuling be so unlucky as to bump into the Prince Rui?

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

"Li Ma'am hurriedly stepped forward and performed a respectful bow: 'My young mistress has fallen ill with madness, causing her to run about recklessly. She bumped into Your Highness, and I will now take my young mistress away!'"

Gu Jiuling wasn't afraid of the cold. If he followed this old woman back, he would surely die.

The original owner was once imprisoned in the palace for a serious crime committed during the day, and was locked up by Mr. Gu Xiang. The prince also broke off the engagement with her and went mad on the spot.

Therefore, when Li Mama said she was going crazy, everyone around agreed and looked at her with utter disdain.

Gu Jiu Ling had no way to seek help from those around him, finally witnessing Lin Qing Xue's ruthlessness. She had spent ten years setting this trap today, letting death be swallowed by the dowry.

No! No! I absolutely cannot die here!

She suddenly gritted her teeth and rushed to Xiao Yin's front, hugging him tightly.

He was so tall, even riding on horseback, he was still held by Gu Jiu Ling in a firm embrace.

Xiao Yin's brows furrowed tightly, her gaze fixed on Gu Jiuling with undisguised disgust.

“Get out!” The rolling character, carrying thousands of killing intents.

Everyone around felt cold and unconsciously stepped back.

"My Lord!"

Gu Jiu Ling is so desperate to survive that he's willing to do anything. He's taking a gamble.

Just now, this person forcibly pulled on the reins to prevent being trampled by the horse. It shows that he still has some sense of self-preservation.

Gu Jiuling was willing to take a gamble on Prince Rui's person.

She didn't give up, gritted her teeth and crawled upwards, clutching Xiao Yin's wrist tightly, and climbed a bit further along his long arm.

"Your Majesty! You have such a cruel heart!"

"I am now carrying your child. You truly won't acknowledge it?"

"My lord! After Gu Jiu'ling is born, she belongs to you; after her death, she will become your ghost!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Are you crazy? Is this person crazy? What?

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