Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Chapter 370 The Runaway Princess is Forcibly Taken Away (19)

"Guest officer!"

"Two rooms have been reserved!" Yuan Ji, Xia Jiechuan's personal servant, greeted the waiter, and everything proceeded smoothly. After escorting the young lady to the suburban estate, they didn't have time to return before the city gates closed.

Therefore, Xia Jiechuan finalized the details before taking action.

Despite being busy for several days, I didn't show any signs of fatigue, but some unpleasant premonitions lingered in my mind.

He was a smart man; when he had no power to resist, he chose to protect himself.

Therefore, the negative consequences of Rao Yuan's actions shifted as his intrinsic value was revealed, and Xia Ji and his daughter easily let him go.

When he has power, he can also decisively choose to turn a blind eye and even nip Rao Ai's schemes in the bud, preventing her from destroying the Xia family mansion that could still support him in realizing his ambitions.

This rationality and pragmatism are what put his father and daughter at ease and value him.

Everything was progressing as expected. If nothing unexpected happened, once the Fourth Prince successfully ascended the throne, the Xia family would not be easily abandoned because of his support.

His sister clearly enjoyed a certain degree of tolerance from the Fourth Prince. As long as there was this slight favoritism, she could live a smooth and worry-free life in the harem. If she were fortunate enough to give birth to a prince, the Xia family would rise to another level.

His stepfather never hid his progress in the court from him, and as it turned out, he had pleased the current Emperor Xijia and the new emperor he would serve in the future.

Without real power, wealth, or authority, Xia Ji wasn't greedy; he should have lived to be a peculiar old man in his seventies or eighties.

Why did Xia Jiechuan feel an uncontrollable, vague sense of impending chaos when she saw Xia Youmi's smile as she delivered her to the estate today?

What went wrong?

There's really no one around Xia Youmi who can escape being controlled, right?

He recalled the past, the few brief times they had spent together, when his sister entrusted him with tasks. She had that inexplicable confidence in him, that she believed he was discreet, wouldn't refuse, and could handle things beautifully.

He had never trusted himself this much before.

They shouldn't have paid attention to his cultivation over the years, could it be intuition?

Xia Jiechuan initially found it absurd; his years of hard study shouldn't have allowed him to believe in such ethereal things. But since Xia Ji was like this, it wasn't hard to understand why Xia Youmi could inherit the same thing.

Perhaps he's not the only one who thinks this way.

No, her next generation might also possess a strange, selfish sense of perception.

If this gets out, the only options are death or being seized by someone who controls the world.

Xia Jiechuan felt a chill creeping in from all directions; the spring air was still biting, and the inns outside the capital weren't exactly luxurious. Besides, knowing full well that the Xia family's money wasn't hers, Xia Jiechuan never spent money recklessly.

To make sure Yuanji has a comfortable place to stay and to balance things out, the two of them will share a room in the "Di" series.

Instead of him living in the upper-class dormitory and the servants living in the shared dormitory.

Regardless of whether it's true or not, he doesn't want the word "origin" to disappear; it's proof that reminds him where he was born.

......

The village nestled in the mountains and forests is even colder than the inns outside Beijing.

Fortunately, this place is newly built, so Xia Youmi can make adjustments to the blueprints. There are three bedrooms in total, and the design and convenience of each one are superior to those of the present day. Although no high-end furniture was directly invented, simply modifying the layout doubled the comfort.

She wouldn't let herself suffer.

Nianzhu and Nianzhu shared a room, while the other maids stayed at the Fourth Prince's villa not far away. This was one of the benefits of informing Chunyu Huai in advance.

The other room was given to Zhu Cang. The two guards were supposed to stay by his side at all times, but Chunyu Huai, being the petty person he was, dared not let them get too close, fearing they might be influenced by Xia Youmi. So, he had to ask them to take turns staying up all night to keep watch, while the other guard also went to the Fourth Prince's villa to rest.

It is likely that before long, a wide road will be built through the mountains and forests adjacent to the Fourth Prince's villa in this small Mushi Manor.

If Consort Situ finds out, she'll probably make voodoo dolls for her again.

Thinking about the other person's bad mood, Xia Youmi found it funny. How could there be a woman who was so easily provoked? She was practically a chosen target. She felt a little sorry for her and a little amused.

The factional infighting within the Fourth Prince's harem was never her primary concern. Xia Youmi had no intention of engaging in another power struggle with them, as the only beneficiary would be the male lead.

However, if she doesn't enter the manor but still tries to provoke them, Xia Youmi wouldn't mind hitting them where it hurts. She'd let them know that messing with her is truly troublesome and shameful.

Haha!

Xia Youmi picked out clothes specifically prepared for the hot spring from her clothes, then walked through two doors to the backyard of the master bedroom.

The only hot spring is enclosed within the master bedroom area where she lives, so she can enjoy it at any time, and it has been made with the strictest waterproofing and anti-corrosion measures.

The water diversion and drainage design came from the greatest designer—Lord Xia Youyu. Every year, he considered things far more thoroughly than she had ever done, so Xia Youmi had complete peace of mind.

On this first night, after scanning the activity inside and outside the manor, I began to relax.

"Whoo~"

"Niannian, if only you had a physical body, you could really enjoy the fruits of your labor!" Xia Youmi leaned against the rounded pool wall, every curve perfectly fitting her body.

The hot springs are not in a wild state; even the various mineral components within them have undergone simple analysis under annual guidance.

In addition, taking into account the medicinal properties of this world, they also prepared bath packs with different therapeutic effects.

If the testing technology becomes more advanced, it could also become a part of the treatment process.

There's nothing seriously wrong with her health; she just needs to be kept warm and nourished, so the pool won't be able to reach its full potential.

It might be a bit wasteful, and Xia Youmi was unwilling to share it with others.

Except every year.

"Hehe, Youmi, although I can't play with you, I can simulate a data ocean and drift around in it!" Niannian's voice was as cheerful as ever. "So, Youmi, don't worry about me!"

"When will we be able to draw the future world?" Xia Youmi was a little angry, suspecting that the rules were deliberately set up.

"Actually, there's no need to rush. As long as Mi is happy, I don't think they'll achieve their goal. Besides, the pool is full of novels; they wouldn't waste the effort to filter and delete a particular category. If they haven't met, it's just that fate hasn't brought them together yet!"

"Okay! Although we can't completely rule out suspicion."

This is the twelfth world, and Xia Youmi can no longer quite remember what it looked like at the beginning.

but,

They keep the photos of the transit space every year, and occasionally look at them to keep themselves more clear-headed.

Earlier, I had considered the system's capabilities and data extraction skills.

If they were placed in a future world, linked to similar data, would they break through the operating logic on their own? At the very least, if they were to upgrade year after year and possess a physical form, their future journeys could be warmed by touch. They could hug each other during difficult times, and it wouldn't always feel like a dream.

But unfortunately, they never drew the future.

The closest one is the apocalypse of a collapsing civilization.

To say they weren't manipulated

I really don't believe it.