AMRWFA -Chapter 394 I Don’t Want to Be a Political Marriage Princess

It was obvious that Xu Nannan believed that once her mother’s patriotic spirit kicked in, this was exactly the kind of thing her mom would do.

Just look—back in the day, the Xu family’s “porcelain vase” had now risen up and done so much for the country. If she hadn’t watched her mother change little by little, she would’ve thought her mom had been possessed.

Ruan Yaoyao smacked Xu Nannan on the forehead and said, “Do you think we’re the Tang Dynasty? If we were to do anything, we’d act like the Ming Dynasty—bold and dignified. We wouldn’t do something like sending off a princess for a political marriage. Matters between two countries aren’t something a single marriage can fix, let alone between two worlds. If you had the ability and ambition, I might consider backing you and letting you become some kind of empress over there. But the way you are now—even if you wanted to go, I wouldn’t allow it. If you went, you’d just end up being eaten.”

Xu Nannan immediately relaxed. “Mom, you’re right. I’m useless—I can’t do anything. Something like being a political marriage princess should be left to someone capable and ambitious.”

As they talked, Xu Nannan told her mother that she had gotten in touch with that “fellow sufferer.” With her encouragement, the woman was doing much better now and could face the other “monster” with more courage.

Ruan Yaoyao looked at her and said, “Stop calling them monsters all the time. It won’t be good if they hear it. From now on, call them by their names. No matter what you think inside, show respect when you speak. You play the ‘nice one’—there are plenty of others to play the bad or harsh roles. It’s not your turn.”

“Okay, Mom. I’ll listen to you.”

…

After registering the matter, the authorities handed the spacetime travel ticket over to Ruan Yaoyao.

The reason was simple—she had already helped them a lot and made many contributions. It was only fair that the item be given to her. Besides, with her strength, she could temporarily “safeguard” it.

That night, Ruan Yaoyao studied the ticket for a long time. Unfortunately, while she could absorb the black mist on it, she couldn’t touch the power of spacetime laws. It lingered there, tantalizing and untouchable.

She thought: 【Why can’t I absorb it?】

【If I could, would I be able to control the power of spacetime laws and travel to their world instead, like a novel heroine?】

Outside the door, Ruan Zhihe: “…”

Aunt Ruan, your imagination is wild!
We’re all counting on you—if you transmigrate away, what happens to us?
If you do go… can you take me with you?

—

Ruan Yaoyao hadn’t expected that on her way to pick up her apprentice Lu Lingling, she would run into a marriage proposal scene.

A large crowd had gathered in the square, shouting, “Say yes! Say yes! Say yes!” It made her glance over a few extra times. And with that glance, she saw a glowing label—female lead.

【?????】

【Are people who take the wrong turn these days all female leads?】

Ruan Zhihe: Where?

Thinking about the spacetime ticket and wanting to be cautious, Ruan Yaoyao walked toward the crowd. As she got closer, she noticed another glowing label—male lead.

When she squeezed into the crowd and saw the man and woman surrounded by a heart-shaped arrangement of flowers, she was speechless: 【A proposal between the male and female leads?】

A man holding a huge bouquet of flowers, kneeling on one knee and proposing in public—how romantic.

Ruan Yaoyao had seen this countless times in movies and novels: amidst cheers, the heroine accepts, and they live happily ever after…

But in reality, the girl being proposed to looked panicked—like she wanted to run.

Except she couldn’t. Two people nearby were blocking her.

Even her best friend had been held back by bystanders, preventing her from interfering. The friend looked like she was about to cry.

“Are you insane? Who are you? Does my daughter even know you?” Ruan Yaoyao decisively stepped forward and pulled the girl behind her.

The man, still kneeling, froze for a moment, then quickly said, “Auntie, I’m Pan Weize—your daughter’s boyfriend…”

“Utter nonsense!” Ruan Yaoyao snapped. “My daughter is gay. She likes her best friend. How could she possibly have a boyfriend?”

She pointed at the girl’s best friend being held back. “Look—her girlfriend is right there. I came today to take my daughter and her girlfriend to buy wedding rings so they can get married. What are you doing here? Are you crazy?”

The crowd erupted.

The person holding the best friend immediately let go and apologized, “Sorry, I didn’t know you two were in that kind of relationship…”

Pan Weize became furious, threw the bouquet to the ground, and rushed forward to question why Xiong Shilan had been “playing” him.

“Does my daughter even know you? Do you know her name? When did you meet? When did you start dating? How long have you been together? Do you have any proof?” Ruan Yaoyao fired off questions like a machine gun.

“How could she not know me? We met last year—I’ve been chasing her for over a year!”

“You’ve been chasing her for a year? How? Did you give her flowers? Food? Gifts? Did she accept anything? She doesn’t even know your name—how exactly did she ‘play’ you?”

“I… I…”

“What ‘I’? She doesn’t even know who you are, and you have the nerve to say you’ve been chasing her for a year? Were you chasing her in your dreams? And what’s this stunt today? She doesn’t know you, yet you suddenly propose in public—are you trying to use public pressure to force her into marriage? If she says yes on the spot, that becomes ‘evidence’ she agreed. If she refuses, she’s labeled inconsiderate, a gold-digger who doesn’t give a man face—is that it? I’ll slap you to death…”

…

Behind Ruan Yaoyao, Xiong Shilan burst into tears.

She didn’t know how this beautiful stranger knew her situation, but she had been “saved.” If not for her, she might have been forced into something.

She swore she didn’t know that man at all.

If there had been anything strange over the past year, it was the weird “admirers.” Several unknown accounts had added her and sent bizarre messages:

‘You’re so cute!’
‘Your waist is so slim—I feel like I could hold it with one hand!’
‘You eat too much. You should eat less—if you gain weight, you won’t look good.’
‘Spending money recklessly again? With your habits, how will I afford to support you in the future? Girls should learn to be frugal.’
‘I saw the photo you posted—how can you not even cook? You need to improve. I want to eat your cooking every day.’
‘Don’t go home too late—what if you run into bad people?’

…

Xiong Shilan thought the sender was insane and deleted them. But after deleting one, another would appear. Eventually, she got fed up and set her account to not accept friend requests.

Things quieted down after that.

Well… only “quieted.”

Later, there were notes stuck on her door, flowers left outside, and even delivery drivers bringing her milk tea.

Of course, she didn’t accept anything she hadn’t ordered—either she made the delivery person take it back or threw it straight into the trash.

Who would dare drink something from an unknown source?

She was afraid it might be tampered with.