Chapter 137

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Translator: thornling | Editor: thornling

Lin Dan was escorted into a manor with her hands tied. As she walked through the front gate, she lifted her head and glanced up. Seeing a plaque hanging from the beam with "Xuanping Marquis Manor" written in big characters, she immediately understood in her heart. In the original host's memory, this Xuanping Marquis was the number one soft rice* king in Great Qin. Relying on his pretty face, he won the favor of the eldest princess. He married up, jumping from being the down-and-out son of a petty official to Xuanping Marquis in one leap in a meteoric rise. But he had a licentious nature and couldn't control his lower body. Even though he married a princess, he still didn't change his dissolute and fickle instincts, attracting peach blossoms everywhere.

*Slang word referring to a man who leeches on a woman. He usually comes from a poorer background, is unemployed, and waits for his woman to earn a living and sometimes even do the chores. Bonus points if he's also a cheater.

In the beginning, the eldest princess ruthlessly resolved each and every case, dealing with all of the women he attracted. A wedge was driven between husband and wife and they lost their affections for each other. He was honest for a few years and then reached his branches out again – no longer daring to loiter in brothels, he turned to find girls from respectable families. His face really was that handsome, and, adding his luxurious attire and aristocratic mannerisms, as soon as he hooked his finger, women were fooled. One fell into his embrace, and the next followed, wave after wave.

He raised five or six mistresses in a row, and made seven or eight illegitimate children. When he didn't have enough money, he went back to the manor to ask the eldest princess for more. Whether he lied or coaxed her, he would always get gold, silver, and jewelry from the eldest princess to support his mistresses. The eldest princess wasn't an idiot either. She quickly realized what was happening. Her heart finally cooled to ash, and she closed the door to focus on raising her single young son by herself, never again caring about his romantic affairs.

But Xuanping Marquis took it as a sign that the princess had compromised, so he brought back his mistresses one by one and brazenly kept them in the manor. The eldest princess had nothing to say, merely sneered and divided the Xuanping Marquis manor – which is to say, her own princess manor – into two. She occupied the majority of the residence, leaving only a small square courtyard for Xuanping Marquis and his women and children to live in. She completely stopped caring about their food, clothing, and other living expenses and made Xuanping Marquis take care of them with his own salary.

Xuanping Marquis' salary was only a little more than fifty taels a month, which wasn't even enough for his own expenditures, so how could he afford to provide for so many people? He immediately started kicking up a fuss, crying and shouting to apologize to the eldest princess in an attempt to reconcile with her. But the eldest princess had already lost all of her feelings for him. If it weren't for her son needing to smoothly inherit the marquis position in the future, she would've kicked him out long ago.

Presumably, this young man in front of her, whose appearance looked like spring flowers, must be the only son of the eldest princess, Zhu Yimin, that is, the heir of the Xuanping Marquis. He often went in and out of the palace and was doted on by the emperor, but he seldom went out and about and did not like to participate in social activities. Therefore, the original host did not know much about him.

But what kind of person he was was not important to Lin Dan. She only knew that he was a patient, urgently needing treatment, and that was enough. After being locked in the woodshed, she found a haystack and lay down, feeling very calm.

On the other side, the little prince clutched his chest and ran into the main courtyard with a deathly pale face, wailing and shouting, "Mom, Mom, something bad happened! You have to save your child!" At this time, where was his brash, domineering, ruthless, and vicious style? He was clearly only a little kid who was scared out of his wits.

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