Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable Chapter 1216 - 1126: The Female Prime Minister 64

The life in the mountain village was very peaceful. The villagers worked from sunrise to sunset. The village was picturesque, nestled against green mountains with a river winding in front. Having lived here for a long ti, Silver even had the idea of finding such a small village to retire in the future.

However, that was just a thought because Yan Yi had returned from a trip, bringing back a woman of extraordinary beauty as Silver had requested.

"Miss, according to your request, I found and brought back an exceptional beauty. I am pleased to report success.

This is Miss Luo Linlang, the leading oiran from Fengyan Pavilion in the Capital City. It cost three thousand taels of Silver to redeem Miss Luo Linlang."

At the sight of Silver, Yan Yi imdiately reported back. Everyone was so astonished at the beauty Yan Yi brought back that they almost dropped their jaws!

Wang Zhongxuan coughed and looked at Silver with a peculiar expression: "Shuangshuang, why did you have soone bring back an oiran?" Especially such a stunning beauty.

"Grandfather, don’t worry. I have no strange hobbies. This beauty is very important to us."

Silver assessed Luo Linlang from top to bottom, a satisfied look in his eyes.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like autumn water, a delicate nose, lips as pink as petals, hair black as clouds, and skin white as snow—truly an unparalleled beauty.

Luo Linlang looked at Silver with bewildernt. Suddenly redeed, Luo Linlang initially thought she had been chosen to beco soone’s concubine.

Luo Linlang felt indifferent about being redeed. She once hoped, like the sisters in the brothel, that soone who truly understood her would take her out of the brothel, giving her a peaceful life.

However, after seeing her sisters leave joyfully but rarely et a good end, Luo Linlang realized that hoping for a man from the brothel to rely on was an unrealistic luxury.

After becoming an oiran, there were those who wanted to redeem Luo Linlang, but they were scared off by the sky-high price of three thousand taels of Silver.

This ti, Luo Linlang thought the one who redeed her must have plenty of money and didn’t care about the cost, but after being freed, she was rushed away rapidly.

The continuous travel almost cost Luo Linlang half her life. Although she was lowborn, she had been pampered since childhood and never had to suffer such hardships.

Having finally reached the destination, she found herself being scrutinized by a girl as beautiful as herself, filling her with a sense of unease and displeasure.

Though Silver was dressed as a man with no feminine deanor, Luo Linlang imdiately recognized that the person before her was a girl in male attire.

Silver saw Luo Linlang’s displeasure and smiled, saying, "Miss Luo, I see integrity in your eyes; surely you are not content to be a man’s plaything.

If you are willing to help perform a great play, once it’s accomplished, I will not only return your contract but will also agree to one of your conditions as long as it’s not excessive."

Luo Linlang was taken aback and looked at Silver skeptically. She had long been weary of the oiran’s life but lacked soone to save her from it.

The temptation was too great, even though Luo Linlang knew Silver’s request would not be easy to fulfill, she couldn’t help but nod and say, "If you can really help stop being a prostitute, I’ll agree to whatever you ask."

"Don’t worry. It’s not an impossible request. Just before we start, you need to train yourself a little." Silver smiled, reassuring Luo Linlang.

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Ten days later, a beautifully styled caravan was leisurely traveling along the main road.

Everyone in the convoy, from the master to the guards, was dressed luxuriously, all exuding a lazy deanor.

Fang Yong, a County Magistrate responsible for leading troops to eradicate bandits—though that’s just the official narrative, in truth, he was helping a Noble from the Capital City capture a group of people.

It was said this group had about twenty guards, all top-notch fighters, and very recognizable, supposedly identifiable at a glance.

Fang Yong and his soldiers patrolled the road sowhat aimlessly, his mind still on a recent romantic encounter, making him rather inattentive.

In this state of indifference, Fang Yong encountered the opulent caravan.

Seeing so many people, Fang Yong’s first reaction was to count heads. There were not many guards, seemingly only ten, not matching the twenty-five people indicated in the orders.

It seed they were not the ones he was looking for, but out of caution, Fang Yong still stopped the caravan for a routine inspection.

The leader of the caravan was an elder accompanied by two servants. Fang Yong recalled from the dossier that one elder was traveling with his two grandsons.

But just one look at the two servants dismissed any suspicion that the elder and the servants were in disguise. The servants had dark, sallow skin and were ordinary-looking, not resembling the two handso boys in the report.

The remaining ten guards also didn’t match the highly skilled ones ntioned, as their lazy deanor gave no hint of danger.

The report ntioned two girls, one very sickly, so Fang Yong paid special attention to counting the girls.

Indeed, there were two girls, but both appeared healthy, and one of them was so stunning that Fang Yong couldn’t look away.

She was so beautiful, like a fairy descended to earth, unforgettable, and Fang Yong stared at her stupidly until the girl, annoyed, turned her head, snapping him back to reality.

Embarrassed, Fang Yong coughed, apologizing awkwardly, "I’m really sorry, miss. I didn’t an to be rude; it’s just that your beauty left stunned."

The girl’s beauty made Fang Yong, normally crude with won, suddenly polite, for the first ti apologizing with formal language.

Fortunately, the girl didn’t mind. She just waved her hand and lowered her head. Fang Yong, noticing her ear blushing red, found it very endearing.

He couldn’t help but swallow, quickly averting his eyes, which then fell on a very sickly-looking boy.

Could it be a girl disguised as a boy? Seeing this sickly boy, Fang Yong’s first thought was this.

But the doubt soon faded because Fang Yong noticed the boy had sparse facial hair and, after opening the carriage curtain, had been coughing with a voice hard to distinguish as male or female. However, Fang Yong saw the boy had an Adam’s apple.

With facial hair and an Adam’s apple, it was evident he was a boy, unrelated to the rumored sickly girl.