"Should it truly be a pregnancy pulse, then will this Prince's Mansion belong to the Second Young Master in the future? After all, our Young Master... "

"Hush, lower your voice. Do you not value your head? If the Young Master and his Consort were to overhear, do you still want to live?"

The voices of the two gradually faded away. Shang Ruoyi rolled her eyes and thought to herself: Weren't you speaking right outside my room on purpose for me to hear?

However, she didn't care about these things at all.

Who the Prince's Mansion belonged to, whether the Second Young Master had an heir or not, had nothing to do with her.

The reason she agreed to substitute in the marriage to the Prince's Mansion was simply to find an excuse to divorce He Zuiheng in the future and live a carefree life with her dowry.

She stretched lazily, took off the headdress on her head. Suddenly, the string of the jade pendant around her neck snapped. In a hurry to pick it up, she accidentally poked a cut on her finger with the hairpin from which the glass beads had been removed. Blood dripped onto the jade pendant on the ground.

"Ouch, that hurts." As soon as the words left her mouth, there was a dizzying spin. The scene between heaven and earth changed. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the medical laboratory of her previous life.

What on earth was going on?

Shang Ruoyi looked at the laboratory in front of her in astonishment, being unable to react for a moment.

Could this be a hidden bonus of time - travel? Looking at the rows of medicines and medical equipment, the corners of her lips curved upward involuntarily.

With this magical tool, she was bound to thrive here. Even if she left the Prince's Mansion in the future, her life would still be very comfortable.

She walked out of the laboratory, and the scene before her was even more astonishing.

Not far away, there was a spring. The clear spring water flowed out from the spring eye.

When she walked closer, she could smell a sweet fragrance from the spring water.

At this moment, a mechanical voice echoed in her mind: "The Spiritual Spring can cleanse the marrow, improve the physique, and prolong life."

Beside the Spiritual Spring, there were two pools. One of them was steaming with a faint mist. She reached out her hand to test it. Sure enough, it was a hot spring.

Unexpectedly, she could take a hot spring bath here.

In the other pool, there were fish swimming. Shang Ruoyi had never seen this kind of fish before. They were pure white all over, fat and big, without a single scale on their bodies, looking extremely delicious.

Not far away, there was also a field.

Shang Ruoyi looked at this space and nodded with great satisfaction.

In this way, she could plant whatever she wanted to eat here. How wonderful! But how could she get out of this space?

Just then, her figure returned to the bridal chamber. Everything she had just seen seemed like a dream.

Could it be that entering and exiting the space depended on her willpower?

She silently thought in her heart: Enter the space.

The next second, she really appeared in the space.

So that's how it was.

Having this space was equivalent to having a cheating artifact, wasn't it?

She just didn't know if the things in the space could be brought into the real world.

After entering the space again, she walked around the laboratory and picked up a scalpel. When she walked out of the space, the scalpel was still in her hand.

So the space and the real world were connected!

Shang Ruoyi was overjoyed.

Just then, the voice of a servant came from the door: "Young Master."

She frowned. Could it be that this He Zuiheng really wanted to consummate the marriage with her?

It was obvious to everyone that he didn't want to marry, and she didn't want to marry either. She had thought that the two of them had a tacit understanding and that He Zuiheng wouldn't be so tactless!

She covered her head with the red veil and sat upright on the couch. After a while, the door was pushed open, and the sound of a wheel rolling came.

After a long while, a soft laugh was heard.

"What, still waiting for this Young Master to lift the red veil?"

He Jingheng sneered disdainfully. "This Young Master doesn't have that kind of spare time."

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Shang Ruoyi's fingers curled slightly, not making a sound. But under the red veil, she rolled her eyes silently.

If you don't have the spare time, what are you doing here?

"You should also know that the one betrothed to me is your eldest sister of the direct line. That the Dingguo Prince's Mansion can accept a concubine - born girl like you, you should be extremely grateful and not have any other extravagant hopes. Do you understand?" Seeing that she didn't make any move, He Zuiheng's brows furrowed slightly. He had already spoken so harshly, why was she still not reacting at all?

Wasn't she supposed to be like what Yun Qi had described?

Seeing that she still didn't speak, He Jingheng instantly lost the desire to tease her and said in a deep voice, "If you have anything, just go to the steward or the servants. This Young Master is busy."

After saying that, he left the room without even lifting the red veil.

Shang Ruoyi heaved a sigh of relief.

She had just time - traveled here and was still not clear about the temperament of the Young Master of the Dingguo Prince's Mansion. As the saying goes, when under someone else's roof, one has to lower one's head. After all, she was still labeled as the Young Master's Consort. If she wanted to get a divorce, she couldn't really anger him. Only if she got a divorce could she take all her dowry with her. If she was divorced by him, then the dowry would have to be returned to the Shang Mansion. Judging by the character of her scumbag father, he wouldn't leave her a single bit of the dowry.

However, from what he said, it seemed that he had no interest in her at all.

In that case, she was happy to be at ease.

But the words the First Madam had said when she left the Prime Minister's Mansion lingered in her mind all the time.

What did she mean by having the life to take it but not the life to spend it?

What exactly did she know?

At the same time, in the study of the Dingguo Prince's Mansion.

He Jingheng looked coldly at Feng Shi who was kneeling on the ground. "Say it again."

"During the battle at Broken Soul Cliff, the army suffered heavy losses. None of the soldiers who went to fight with the Prince survived, and the Prince... The Prince is missing," Feng Shi said in a deep voice, kneeling on the ground. "This subordinate failed to protect well and deserves death a thousand times. Please punish me, Young Master."

"Have you sent people to search?"

"Yes, but there was no sign of the Prince at the bottom of the cliff."

He Jingheng clenched his fists tightly. "Send more people to continue the search. Also, don't let the Old Lady and the Consort know for now."

"Yes!" Feng Shi took the order and left. Just then, a gust of wind blew, and the candle flame in the study flickered.

Yun Tian stood aside and said softly, "Young Master, the Prince is blessed with good fortune. He will surely be safe and sound."

He Jingheng didn't speak. He looked at his legs, exerted force secretly, but still couldn't move them at all. If it weren't for his injury this time, his father, being of such an advanced age, wouldn't have had to go to the battlefield at all.

Looking at the dark and cloudy sky outside, as if it was about to rain, he murmured in a low voice, "The wind sweeping through the tower heralds the coming storm."

A sense of foreboding spread in his heart.

Early the next morning, Shang Ruoyi, who was still in her sleep, was awakened by a series of footsteps. Due to her previous profession, her hearing was extremely sharp. Even the faintest sound could wake her up from her sleep in an instant.

"Consort, it's time to change clothes. You need to offer tea to the Consort of the Prince later."

After much fussing, she was dressed in layer upon layer, very ceremoniously. Supported by the maids, she walked out of the courtyard.

"Where is your Young Master?" Shang Ruoyi asked softly.

"The Young Master said he has something to do today. You are to go and offer tea by yourself," the maid replied, with her head bowed, showing great respect.

Shang Ruoyi was a bit surprised. The servants of the Dingguo Prince's Mansion were really well - trained. They didn't show any disrespect to her just because she wasn't favored.