Qiao Luochuan

Six years ago, the legitimate daughter of the Chu Family was schemed against by her half-sister and was forced to marry the Princely Heir, who was blind and not long for this world.
Fortunately, her medical skills were excellent, and she detoxified the Princely Heir.
Who would have thought after he came back to life, the emperor would actually want to bestow a concubine upon him—and this jerk didn't even refuse.
Furious, she left a divorce letter and then set the Prince Residence on fire, fleeing in haste.
Six years later, the same Princely Heir remained a lonely man, with all his old servants worrying their hearts out.
One day, upon encountering a Little Baozi on the street who looked strikingly like the Princely Heir, they instantly burst into tears.
"The Prince Residence has a successor! Princely Heir, please come back with us to the Prince Residence quickly."
Who knew, Little Baozi disdainfully said, "Not interested."
"Princely Heir, the Prince Residence is immensely wealthy..."
"My mother is the wealthiest person!"
"Princely Heir, the Prince Residence is extremely safe..."
"My mother is the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch!"
"Princely Heir, the Prince Residence has powerful armies..."
"My mother is the heir to the Nanduan Kingdom!"
Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind: "Then, does your mother need an Imperial Consort? I think myself quite suitable."

My Princess and Crown Prince Are Revived

She then rode her horse to the riverside without hesitation.


"Princess, it's best if you don't look," he said with a grave tone.


His demeanor sent Chu Baihan's heart plummeting to the depths, then it began to tremble bit by bit.


After dismounting, she spoke with difficulty.


Over there, people from the Tang Sect had already retrieved the body and placed it by the riverbank.


From this vantage point, one could clearly see the clothing on the woman's body was exactly the same as what Ruolan would wear on any given day.


At that moment, Nan Xing, Jian Yun, Yan Lian, and others also hurried over.


They, too, saw the deceased woman's clothing...


"Ruolan?" Nan Xing's eyes immediately reddened.


"Maybe it's just a similar outfit, it shouldn't be Ruolan," Yan Lian hurried to offer words of comfort.


Chapter 214 This is Not Ruolan