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Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved

Murong Jiu, the Ninth Young Miss of the Marquis Mansion, was ugly and talentless, and her fate was to harm her relatives. She was raised in the countryside from a young age. Due to her exceptional medical skills, she was used by the Crown Prince, who drained her of all her value and then threw her into a deep well to drown. Only before her death did she realize she had been switched at birth. Others were rightfully enjoying everything that should have been hers; later, all her family died for her, becoming stepping stones for the Crown Prince! Reincarnated, she returned like a vengeful ghost from hell, making her enemies tremble with fear, ready to seek revenge for each grievance. Unexpectedly, she unintentionally became the darling of her biological family, which made her retract her sharp edges. As the substitute Princess Consort of Prince Ling, she and Prince Ling were a fake couple, intent only on finding the real father of the child in her womb, yet unaware that the man from that night was right in front of her…

Qing Shanshan · Lịch sử
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219 Chs

Chapter 54: When the master speaks, why should the servant interject?

Fu Baozhu was strikingly beautiful, and from her every word and gesture, it was clear that she came from a background of privilege, exuding an aura of nobility.

Even her dress was flamboyant—a bright red gown that made her the center of attention wherever she went.

At the moment, she was probing around, inquiring about the whereabouts of Jun Yuyan.

Her investigations had informed her that Jun Yuyan and Murong Jiu were already sharing a room and even dined together. She had deliberately come so early in hopes of catching a glimpse of Jun Yuyan.

But after scanning the courtyard, where was there a trace of that man?

"Miss Fu, you come in and instantly start looking for my husband. To the unaware, it seems like you're eager to enter the Prince Mansion as a concubine," said Murong Jiu with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

Fu Baozhu, her thoughts pierced, felt a surge of annoyance but responded with a laugh,