Transmigration: Prince, Step Aside

"Don't tell me that if I don't pester your highness, your highness isn't used to it?"

The moment she said that, Yang Qiuyu stared at her with a warning look before returning to her delicate appearance.

Jiang Zisu turned his back on her in disgust. "The princess has been frightened and is resting peacefully in her residence. You are not allowed to leave without my permission!"

With that said, Jiang Zisu hugged Yang Qiuyu and left her shabby little house.

Looking at Jiang Zixu's leaving figure, Mu Zhihuan felt slightly relieved in her heart.

Fortunately, Yang Qiuyu had already verified her identity. Otherwise, based on Jiang Zixu's temper, Mu Zhihuan wouldn't doubt that he wanted to kill her.

"Mother, are you alright?" Seeing that Jiang Zi Su had left, Jiang Qing Ran hurriedly went to support Mu Zhihuan. Her small eyes were filled with worry.

"It's fine, I'm fine." Mu Zhihuan tiredly sat on a stool.

She had encountered so many things on her first day here. Her previous self was truly a failure!

After resting for a while, she sent someone to prepare for a bath. After helping Jiang Qinggran wash, Mu Zhihuan was already soaked in sweat.

After replacing the bucket with water, Mu Zhihuan stepped into it. The surface of the water reflected her face, and as she focused her eyes, she was so frightened that she almost cried out.

What the hell is this?

The thick, frighteningly white powder, the small, new eyebrows that made people unable to look straight at them, the face almost muddy from the sweat.

'To think that she was looking down on the side of the wangfei earlier … '

It seemed that the makeup of this era's women would be thicker. Moreover, the makeup was made of a lower quality material, making them look like they were wearing a layer of white lime on their face.

With her current ghastly appearance, it wasn't just the prince who didn't fancy her, even she herself didn't.

He quickly used water to wash away the thick layer of makeup on his face, revealing his original appearance. He looked quite similar to Mu Zhihuan in his previous life, but he was much more exquisite.

There were almost no blemishes on his face. It was pure white and translucent. How could such a good-looking face be painted in such a ghastly manner?

Mu Zhihuan sighed and let out a sigh. This was a reckless waste. After being submerged in the water for so long, her exhausted body finally relaxed.

After dinner, before going to sleep, Jiang Qing Ran actually went to sleep with Seventh Madame. The master and the servant squeezed into the narrow bed, not even having the chance to turn around!

Mu Zhihuan couldn't help but support her forehead. This previous body of hers was truly sinful …

"Qingyi, come here."

Hearing her mother's call, Jiang Qing was filled with joy. The sleepiness in her eyes had yet to dissipate when she ran over with her short legs. She smiled sweetly, "Mother, you called me."

Hearing this, Mu Zhihuan's heart softened. She stretched out her arms to embrace the soft and adorable Jiang Qinggran. "Can I sleep with mother?"

"Really …" "Can I?" Jiang Qing Ran cried out in surprise. The drowsiness in her eyes gradually disappeared as it brightened up.

Looking at his excited expression, Mu Zhihuan lightly tapped the tip of his nose. "Of course it's true."

Ever since his mother had woken up, she had seemed like a different person. However, Jiang Qing naturally liked her current mother very much. She spoke gently and would never hit or scold him.

Now that someone was bullying him, his mother would protect him. This kind of feeling of protection had never existed before.

While rubbing her head blissfully in Mu Zhihuan's arms, Jiang Qing suddenly yawned. It seemed that the child was also tired. Mu Zhihuan hugged him as she lay down.

Not long after, Jiang Qing's steady breathing could be heard.

Looking at his sleeping visage, Mu Zhihuan revealed a rare sincere smile. This child was very similar to how she had looked in her previous life.

Living in loneliness and fear every day, suppressing himself so much that he would never take the initiative to say what his heart really wanted.

Even so, he still had beautiful fantasies and expectations about this world.

Mu Zhihuan swore to herself that she would protect him from the filth of the mortal world!

It was unknown if it was because the last time she was provoked to such an extent, but that arrogant and despotic side concubine had not come to find trouble with her for the past few days.

Mu Zhihuan had not been idle these few days. She had asked around and found out that there was a reason why Yang Qiuyu dared to be so impudent.

Her family was a famous silk family in the south of the Yangtze River. They could be said to be as wealthy as a country. It was no wonder that Jiang Zi Su doted on her so much. Who wouldn't love her?

No matter how hard she tried to eavesdrop on the gossip, the people in the mansion still didn't care about her. As long as she didn't approach the main gate of the manor, they would treat her as if she didn't exist.

On the other hand, Mu Zhihuan was quite happy with her leisure. However, over time, she had a new worry, which was — poverty!

He was so poor that he didn't even have the money to buy new clothes for Jiang Qing Ran!

She was, after all, the daughter of the general's household. How could she be living in such dire straits?