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Ruthless Prince Dotes on Spoiled Missy

Ruthless Prince Dotes on Spoiled Missy

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Introduction

She was the sole heiress of the Tang Clan, who unexpectedly passed away and arrived on the Tianyuan Continent. He was the famously ascetic prince of the Beixuan Kingdom. Mysteriously drawn to her, resembling a shriveled string bean, a little girl who had been abandoned by her nephew. "Se-se, come, call me uncle." A certain man laughed enchantingly, unparalleled elegance. "Uncle is too young, how about calling him daddy?" A certain girl obviously thought he was too old. "Mmm, we'll see. We could consider having our child call me that."
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Chapter 1

"Thud——"

A heavy kick landed on Tang Ranshe's stomach, sending her flying backwards and slamming into a tree trunk. After several tumbles, she lay on the ground like a dead dog.

The earthy scent, the bloody breath, Tang Ranshe felt an unbearable pain all over her body, as if every bone in her body was dislocated.

She recalled that before she passed out, she had been crafting their Tang Sect's weapon, the Flying Fire Meteor. The weapon that had taken her nearly a year to create, was about to be successful?

Could it be that the Flying Fire Meteor had accidentally activated itself? Had it disfigured her face? Or pierced through her stomach?

Tang Ranshe struggled to open her eyes. She wasn't expecting to see a doctor in a white coat or a hospital reeking of disinfectant.

Instead, standing in front of her was a girl in ancient garb, with a maid following her. The girl looked down at her from a high stance.

The disdain in her eyes and the sinister tone in her voice echoed, "Su Ranshe, you are such a waste, yet you dare to dream of marrying my royal brother?"

"My royal brother has made it clear that you should find a way to cancel this engagement within three days. If not, prepare to meet your doom!"

The girl walked over to Tang Ranshe and stomped on her hand. Lying on the ground, Tang Ranshe could clearly feel at least three of her bones had broken.

A waste, royal brother, cancelling the engagement?

One by one, these incomprehensible terms entered Tang Ranshe's mind, while she, suffering extreme pain, was utterly confused about the whole situation.

"Miss, Miss, what happened to you?"

"Blood, Miss you're bleeding so much!"

Not long after the girl left, a maiden in green silk came running over and cradled her in her arms.

"Miss?"

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through Tang Ranshe's brain and the corners of her mouth curved into a sarcastically smile.

Su Ranshe, the only legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister of Cang Yue Country, Su Che, and concurrently the third miss who was regarded as useless in the Prime Minister's residence.

Today, she was brutally beaten by Bai Li Xinyue, the younger sister of Bai Li Huangfan, Prince of Cang Yue Country, because she was engaged to him and the wedding was drawing near.

And what was even more laughable, the Prince himself was the one who hinted at it?

He wanted to call off the engagement but didn't say it himself. Instead, he expected Su Ranshe to bring it up?

Memories that didn't belong to Tang Ranshe surfaced in her mind. She recalled a scene where a young boy, with a group of people, bullied a little girl.

The young boy was Bai Li Huangfan and the little girl was Su Ranshe. With the emergence of these memories, Tang Ranshe was left with nothing but disdain for the Prince.

Today, all of Bai Li Xinyue's actions were tacitly approved within the Su residence. Nobody came to her rescue or to settle the issue for her.

Even if Su Ranshe were to die today, it would just be a death - nothing more.

Moreover, the situation was just as such. How could she, Tang Ranshe, have happened to end up here if the real Su Ranshe was not dead?

"Ptui!" Tang Ranshe spat out the soil and clotted blood in her mouth, the smile on her face caused the maid Yue’er next to her to tremble with fear.

Su Ranshe, since you died in such a disgrace, then, from today onwards, I, Tang Ranshe, will be you!

The resentment and hatred you held in your heart, I will wash it all away for you!

"Have a breakdown in the engagement, right?" Su Ranshe’s face carried a wicked smirk.

Once I recover from my injuries, I will personally pay a visit – calling off the engagement is a minor issue, I'm taking half of your life, and I'll make your face swollen!

Su Ranshe has always held the principle – if you don't offend me, I won't offend you. Now that people are intitiating offence on their own accord? How can she possibly not seek retribution?