Chapter 111: The Preference for Men, The Passion for Male Companionship

The door to the room was opened.

Ah Bao pointed to the cabinet in the corner.

Concubine Xin trembled in horror.

The Grand Uncle was utterly speechless. “This little princess is all over the place. Who knows what she’s up to? We can’t just say that Huan’er is hiding a wife in that cabinet, can we?”

“Well, at this point, just open the cabinet.”

She was determined to see what was inside.

As soon as the cabinet was opened, a pile of things tumbled out.

Cosmetics, silks, various hairpins.

【So it is, so it is, Zhao Huan likes men.】

【How could someone who likes men possibly get married? He’ll never marry in this lifetime.】

【Zhao Huan has a preference for men, a passion for male companionship.】

Ah Bao cracked open the last few melon seeds from his pocket and finished them off.

Concubine Xin was dumbfounded. “What is this?”

The Grand Uncle rubbed his eyes. “These are items used by women.”

A ridiculous thought popped into Concubine Xin’s mind.

Her son was already in his twenties and still unmarried. Could it be—?

Could he be… infatuated with men?

“Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!” The Grand Uncle couldn’t accept it and started cursing in anger.

Concubine Xin didn’t believe it either and immediately ordered the maid to go outside and find the young master.

No matter what, they had to bring the young master back, even if they had to tie him up.

Zhao Huan was the only son of the Grand Uncle’s household. If Zhao Huan didn’t marry, didn’t have children, and there was no next generation, the Grand Uncle’s line would undoubtedly end.

The Grand Uncle absolutely could not allow this to happen.

The maid quickly returned with a report.

Two servants had already dragged Zhao Huan back.

The result left everyone in shock.

Zhao Huan was dressed in a floral skirt, his face painted with makeup, and adorned with hairpins—entirely in the guise of a woman.

He had been humming to himself in his private residence when he was suddenly brought back to the main house, leaving him utterly bewildered.

The Grand Uncle was so enraged that he rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.

Concubine Xin, her face pale, collapsed to the ground.

“Gold, gold.”

【Don’t faint yet, hold off on fainting.】

【First, donate the money.】

Ah Bao quickly ran up and tugged at Concubine Xin’s sleeve.

As soon as Concubine Xin saw Ah Bao, she clung to him and started crying uncontrollably.

“My only son, how could he like dressing up as a woman in private? If this gets out, where will the Grand Uncle’s House put its face? What will happen to our family line? Wuwuwu, what kind of hobby is this? I can’t go on living.”

Ah Bao also started crying loudly.

Concubine Xin immediately stopped crying, afraid she had hurt Ah Bao. “Tenth Princess, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”

Ah Bao shook her head vigorously like a rattle drum.

【Don’t die! If you die, who will be in charge of the Grand Uncle’s House? Who will donate money to the court?】

【If you don’t donate money, how am I supposed to make a profit?】

Di Zian, who was about to step forward to protect Ah Bao, felt like his feet were tied down with a thousand-pound stone after hearing her inner thoughts and couldn’t move.

“Right, the silver! The gold! Little Princess, no matter what, you’ve solved several years’ worth of problems for our Grand Uncle’s House. I must donate money to you, don’t cry, okay?” Concubine Xin was heartbroken.

The little princess was so adorable.

And she even uncovered the reason why her son hadn’t married for so many years. Wuwuwu, how could she let the little princess go away empty-handed?

“Go to the treasury and fetch 50,000 taels of silver.”

Ah Bao’s crying stopped abruptly.

【Money to earn!】

【Another 5,000 taels, I’m rich! I’m rich!】

“This 100,000 taels is the donation from the Grand Uncle’s House. This gold lock is my personal gift to the little princess as a greeting present. Please, little princess, don’t disdain it.” Concubine Xin, who knew how to handle matters, immediately hung the heavy, dazzling gold lock around Ah Bao’s neck.

Ah Bao’s smile grew so wide that her mouth couldn’t close.

Meanwhile, the officials at home who heard the news trembled with fear.

What kind of two demons did the Emperor send out to collect donations?

After visiting the Right Prime Minister’s residence, the fake Madam Yang and the fake Lan Jinjing were thrown out.

After visiting the Grand Uncle’s House, it was said that the only son of the Grand Uncle’s House had been expelled.

Zhao Huan was the precious son at the heart of Concubine Xin, after all.

There was no reason to throw him out.

Wherever the Seventh Di Ziand Tenth Princess went, the household dissolved?

This was unbelievable!

Ah Bao then proposed to visit the Ministry of Personnel’s residence.

The Minister of Personnel, Luo Yuan, was the father of Luo Zifeng and Luo Qiuyu, and also the husband of Yun Ci.

Luo Yuan only had this one wife, and after Ah Bao arrived, Yun Ci and her two sons all persuaded Luo Yuan to donate money quickly.

Luo Yuan didn’t hesitate.

He donated very generously, offering 10,000 taels of silver.

As Ah Bao walked out, she started counting on her little fingers.

Wuwuwu.

She couldn’t even count it with her toes.

She couldn’t keep track.

She really couldn’t keep track!

Ah Bao saw a large crowd gathering in an alley not far away.

Two familiar figures caught the little girl’s attention.

【Isn’t that the little female lead?】

Di Zian followed Ah Bao’s gaze and saw an adult and a child walking into the crowd.

The adult figure looked like the imperial aunt, and the smaller figure was his cousin, Di Hongluan.

Female lead?

Who was his sister referring to?

Just as Di Zian wanted to hear more of her thoughts, Ah Bao had already stopped thinking about it.

The two of them had no intention of meddling and went directly to the next house.

…

At the Prince Han’s Mansion.

That day, a certain lady had visited the Prince Han’s Mansion for a short rest and was gossiping with the Princess Han about the rumors from the Right Prime Minister’s residence.

Luan’er suddenly started making a fuss, insisting on leaving the mansion.

The Princess Han, worried about her going out alone, accompanied her, only to see Hongluan heading straight for a beggar’s den.

Di Hongluan followed the Princess Han into the crowd, and her round eyes widened in shock when she saw Lan Jinjing, who had died a horribly gruesome death, her body in pieces.

If it hadn’t been for Luoluo, who kept crying out ‘Jinjing’ and ‘Jinjing,’ it would have been impossible to recognize her as Lan Jinjing just from her appearance.

Everyone thought the child was terrified.

After all, she was only ten years old.

But only Di Hongluan knew that she wasn’t scared at all; she was full of doubt.

The dead person was actually Lan Jinjing!

No.

It shouldn’t have been her.

It should have been Lan Yixuan who died.

Ten years ago, she had personally swapped the fates of the two.

It was also an accident.

She had just transmigrated.

Her mother and father were both healing in Yucheng.

She encountered the fake Madam Yang and Lan Jinjing, who were on a sightseeing trip to Yucheng.

She saw that this girl had an ill-fated destiny, but when she heard the fake Madam Yang call her ‘Jinjing,’ she knew she was the daughter of the Right Prime Minister, Lan Jinjing.

Having transmigrated into this book, she naturally knew the fates of some of the characters.

This Lan Jinjing was destined to be the darling of the Right Prime Minister’s House and the future Seventh Prince’s Concubine.

She needed to cultivate her own power to thrive in this strange world.

So naturally, she couldn’t miss the chance to help the future Seventh Prince’s Concubine.

Thus, she personally approached Lan Jinjing and offered to help her change her fate.

She still clearly remembered Lan Jinjing’s astonished look when she heard her speak.

Yes.

Ten years ago, she was just a few months old but could already speak.