Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 506: Chapter 506 Difficult to be a Hostage (1)

“Princess, this person is so ungrateful. Don’t upset yourself over him,”

“Exactly, given face but doesn’t want it. He fell on his own, it has nothing to do with us.”

“Princess…”

Chuzheng felt herself sinking, the icy water pouring into her mouth and nose.

The words she heard most were “Princess.”

But the voices soon faded away…

–

Many countries sprawled across the world, numbering in the hundreds, big and small.

In these chaotic times, carving out a territory was enough to name it a country.

But in this world, the truly powerful nations were few.

Dong Chu and Wei Country.

Nan Jin and Bei Zhao.

A few years ago, Wei Country went to war with Jin Country, but suddenly Wei faced internal strife and could no longer concern itself with the front lines. In desperation, they sent a hostage to secure a temporary ceasefire.

The hostage sent by Wei Country was the Thirteenth Prince.

His mother, an unfavored concubine, had been sent to Wei Country, which showed that this prince was also not favored.

Upon arriving at Wei Country.

As a hostage, how much respect could he expect to receive?

He was met with scornful looks and mockery.

In the shadows, some even inflicted actual harm on him.

Life was bitter.

And to make matters worse, he was all alone without a soul to confide in.

After spending five years as a hostage in Jin Country, Wei suddenly remembered they had such a hostage in Jin Country.

They sent a letter and indicated they would soon come to take him back.

Being able to return to his homeland made the hostage overjoyed, of course.

But he soon discovered that Wei Country had other motives.

Wei Country blackmailed him using his mother, forcing him to find a way to obtain intelligence about Jin Country.

Wei Country had no intention of taking him back but wanted him to become a spy.

With his mother in Wei Country, what could the hostage do?

He could only compromise time and again.

However, his end was being discovered by Jin Country, who turned the tables and used him to bring down the Wei army.

Wei Country, on the other hand, felt he had betrayed them.

It was at that time that the hostage learned

His mother had passed away three years earlier.

Wei Country had just been looking for any excuse to coerce him.

The road was long, and it was impossible for him to verify the truth.

The hostage ended up in the dungeon; Jin and Wei went to war, and in the end, the hostage was hung from the city gates where the battle raged, his body exposed for days.

Miserable and pitiable.

So sorrowful and wrenching.

And this unfortunate little creature was her.

Right now, Chuzheng sat on the riverbank with disheveled hair and her feet still soaking in the water.

She reached down to her crotch.

Empty, nothing there.

Chuzheng felt again.

Nothing.

One more feel.

Still nothing.

“…”

[…]

Chuzheng and the King’s Account were silent together.

According to the settings, this body was supposed to be a prince, and should have…

But she couldn’t feel it.

It couldn’t be that it was cut off, could it?

Chuzheng’s hands moved to her chest.

Though somewhat stiff, she could tell they were different from a man’s.

This hostage was disguised as a man.

That was even more pitiful.

Wei Country really wasn’t decent.

They actually sent a young girl to be a hostage.

After cursing Wei Country in her heart, Chuzheng faced a new problem… how was she supposed to turn the tables?

It seemed she had no specific targets…

[Rise to the pinnacle of life to complete the mission, oh~] The King’s Account reminded.

Oh.

So it’s to take them all down, then.

[…] No! Miss, don’t get the wrong idea!

I get it now.

[…] What do you get! You don’t understand at all!

The King’s Account really wanted to grab Chuzheng’s shoulders and yell.

Unfortunately, it couldn’t.

Chuzheng pulled her feet out of the water and casually surveyed her surroundings.

The current timeline was just before Wei Country sent someone to deliver her a message—though it also wouldn’t be long.

Today’s event was a high-end ‘cruise’ party organized by the young dandies of Jin Country, out of sheer boredom and for so-called friendly exchanges.

The original host had been called out by the Princess of Jin Country, who had taken a dislike to the host from their very first meeting, constantly looking for trouble.

Perhaps it’s because women have an instinct…

Repulsion between the same sex.

The host said a couple of things that didn’t sit well with the Princess of Jin Country, and the lackeys by her side pushed the host off the boat.

The host had a stroke of luck and wasn’t drowned.

If it were just ordinary people, this would be a grudge between two spoiled children.

But the host was a Hostage.

A sudden disappearance would undoubtedly be accused of being an escape.

Chuzheng glanced at the water surface.

The face reflected in the water was quite clean, with a subtle valiant look in the eyes, not like the softness and gentleness of a girl.

At first glance, it is indeed difficult to differentiate between male and female.

Kind of handsome, huh.

Chuzheng touched her face from side to side, rather satisfied.

It’s just the attire that’s a bit…

[Main mission: Please spend thirty taels within half an hour. Squander to make yourself look even more handsome! Good luck, Miss!]

Chuzheng: “…”

Chuzheng pinched herself.

Stop daydreaming!

Bastard, this opportunistic son of a bitch!

I’m going to kill it someday!!

–

Fortunately, the playground of these dandies wasn’t far, and it didn’t take long for Chuzheng to see the city gate.

It was still early in the day, Chuzheng entered the city gate, and found a ready-made clothing store to change clothes.

After changing clothes, she had just stepped out of the store.

The sound of horse hooves came from a distance.

The commoners scrambled to make way.

A group of riders came galloping quickly.

“Whoa—”

The group stopped in front of Chuzheng.

“Thirteenth Prince,” the leader of the group dismounted, his face stern, his fierce gaze fixed on her: “Where are you going?”

With all due respect.

But his tone didn’t sound respectful at all.

On the contrary, he sounded more like he was treating her as a criminal.

Chuzheng stood on the steps outside the shop, her expression indifferent as she looked at them.

The original host was taller than the average girl, Chuzheng had initially thought the host must have been wearing invisible high heels.

But after inspecting the shoes, she realized that the host was simply that tall.

With this height and appearance, to be honest, she did resemble a noble young master.

“Is it forbidden to buy clothes?”

Her voice was somewhat low, but still tended towards a girl’s.

To these people, however, she probably just seemed more effeminate.

“Thirteenth Prince, you should be on the painting boat at this time,” the officer scrutinized her, his face full of scorn and disdain: “Are you trying to escape?”

“Have you seen anyone escaping wearing these kinds of clothes?”

On the steps, the young master was dressed in a crimson-purple long robe with a moon-white gauze robe draped over it; the dark clothes instantly added a celestial air.

The young master was handsome with a cold and distant aura about him, seeming aloof in his every gesture.

His beautiful phoenix eyes, with their slight upward slant, appeared even more piercing when he looked at someone.

The officer met those eyes and felt a strange discomfort deep inside, instinctively wanting to look away.

“If Thirteenth Prince isn’t planning to run, why are you here alone?”

“I’m here, did I run?” Chuzheng countered: “Did you see me run? Which eye saw it?”

Officer: “…”

Then why are you here!

“Which rule says I must always be on the painting boat?”

“You…” The officer, rendered speechless by Chuzheng’s retort, his eyes shifting: “Thirteenth Prince, you went out with the Princess, she hasn’t returned, how could you come back first?”

Chuzheng’s face remained cool: “Although I am a Hostage, I am also a Prince of a country. In terms of status, I am on par with your Princess, so why can’t I return first?”

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The names of countries are used for convenience and have no relation to history whatsoever.