The Missed Whore (Emperor Transmigration )
That's Not Free.

In the afternoon Prince Jagger ordered the trip to be stopped, telling his subordinates to find lodging. However, he and the two women who went with him had to rest and spend the night.

After finding the inn, the Prince did not wait for the Lady to get off the horse carriage. He immediately walked inside, escorted by his personal bodyguard.

"Prince, your room is above as you wish. So, which woman do you want to sleep with tonight? Do I have to search the brothel?"

"Hm, set it up. For me any woman is the same, as long as you don't forget to give them a barrier pill. Don't let that woman get pregnant with my son, you understand that."

"Okay, Prince."

"The last woman I slept with was safe, wasn't she?"

"Father, Prince."

The prince then walked up the stairs, as he climbed the two corners of the stairs his eyes accidentally saw the woman the other day he was looking for, the woman who was the antidote.

"That's it, isn't it?" ask the personal bodyguard.

"Who, Prince?"

"The antidote to poison."

The personal guard turned to look at the Prince, sure enough it was the woman the other day.

"You're right, that's it," the bodyguard said yes.

The woman being talked about was having an argument with the innkeeper, a middle-aged woman who looked very menor and annoying.

"I said I'd buy this kid! I'll pay you! Just tell me the price!"

Eleena shouted in annoyance at the innkeeper. A few days ago he left the previous inn because he did not want to have a longer relationship with Guapo, now he has been staying at his new inn for two days. He saw a little black boy who was a slave serving in the inn, but the boy was always tortured by the owner. Finally he took the initiative to buy the boy in order to free him.

"Miss! Just looking at your looks I'm sure you don't have any money! Look at your shabby dress!"

"What is the price of that slave?"

Eleena opened her mouth wanting to bid a price, but a cold voice spoke from behind her. He looked back, his mouth open in disbelief.

Prince! Does he recognize me? It's impossible, isn't it? My appearance is very different from this shabby dress!

"Who are you, sir?" asked the innkeeper woman, her eyes checked the clothes attached to the handsome man's body in front of her. It was a fancy dress from the top.

"Honor you! He's Prince Jagger!" said the bodyguard.

The innkeeper hurriedly saluted his half-brow, "I'm sorry, Prince. I don't recognize you."

"Enough! I asked, how much is that slave worth?!" still with the cold voice.

"I bought it for 120 pounds, Prince."

"I paid 500 pounds! Give the boy to this woman."

"B-well, Prince."

The prince turned to the woman he finally found, "Miss, take this child. I gave it to you."

Eleena did not reply, she crouched down pulling the 9-year-old boy into her arms. Swiping blood on the forehead of the little boy who hit the table when it was driven by the innkeeper.

"Thank you, Prince," Eleena pulled up the body of a little boy named Rodrigo to get up from the ground.

"Then I leave," Eleena turned around wanting to quickly run away from the inn.

"Miss, it's not free," the Prince's lips curved upwards.

Damnit damnit! It is true that wherever life is, nothing is free!