My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

At the same time, Wan Sutong had taken off her phoenix crown and hair bun, and now she was wearing a bright red inner garment and lying on the couch side by side with Zhao Jinghua. She was so excited that she hadn't fallen asleep since she lay on the couch. She put her right index finger into Zhao Jinghua's palm, slid it twice in his palm, and asked softly, "Jinghua, are you asleep?"

Zhao Jinghua turned sideways and held her hand with his backhand. Wan Sutong was startled. When she met Zhao Jinghua's pupils, she froze in place. She saw that the sapphire blue eyes were suppressing lust, as if they were going to swallow her up in the next second.

Wan Sutong's cheeks flushed at this time. She quickly buried her face in the quilt and muttered softly, "I can't sleep." Zhao Jinghua withdrew his hand and got up from the bed.

Wan Sutong stared blankly at Zhao Jinghua's back. "Where are you going?"

Zhao Jinghua turned around and looked at Wan Sutong with a smile in his eyes, "I'm going to sleep on the soft couch."

Wan Sutong quickly stood up and held his wrist. "It's not that I'm not used to having people around me."

Zhao Jinghua's expression was very gentle at this moment. He raised his hand and touched Wan Sutong's head, with forbearance in his eyes, "I know, but..."

Wan Sutong tilted her head and asked innocently, "But what?"

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and bent down slightly to whisper in Wan Sutong's ear. His voice was hoarse with a hint of panting, "But I'm not used to it." Wan Sutong's cheeks were red at this moment, and gradually her whole face became red, like a volcano about to erupt. "You are a hooligan! You are shameless!"

Zhao Jinghua smiled and slowly straightened up. "Although I was not the one who married you, I lifted the veil and drank the wedding wine with you. You and I are real husband and wife. How can I be shameless?" The ending tone was teasing, and Wan Sutong was unconsciously fascinated by it.

When Wan Sutong came back to her senses, she didn't know how long she had been gone. Seeing Zhao Jinghua lying on the couch, Wan Sutong slowly fell asleep as well.

The next morning, Wan Sutong stretched and slowly opened her eyes, only to see Zhao Jinghua sitting on the couch holding Qingtuan. When he saw Wan Sutong wake up, he chuckled, stood up and walked over holding Qingtuan. "Are you awake?" Then he handed Qingtuan to Wan Sutong.

Wan Sutong took Qingtuan and rubbed her face against Qingtuan's fluffy face. "You are so heartless. You let Jinghua hold you before you even meet him."

Qingtuan smiled a little embarrassedly, "But Master, I'm hungry. I wanted to wake you up, but he tempted me with delicious food, and I couldn't resist the temptation and let him hold me."

Wan Sutong chuckled and sat up while holding Qingtuan. Then she conjured up a handful of hay and placed it on the couch. "Go and eat." Qingtuan jumped and squatted beside the hay.

"I don't know what he eats, so I just gave him three red dates. But did he disturb you by talking?"

Wan Sutong waved her hands again and again, "No, I didn't hear it talking, it just woke up. I guess it woke you up. Don't bother with it next time. Sorry for causing you trouble."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and shook his head slightly, "No, I woke up a long time ago. You and I will be a family in the future. It won't be a problem. I will help you take care of it in the future."

After hearing this, Wan Sutong hugged Zhao Jinghua's waist excitedly and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you to take care of me from now on. Just get hay from 0533."

Zhao Jinghua touched Wan Sutong's head lovingly and said "good"

At this time, Chun Tao's voice came from outside the door, "Prince, Princess, it's time to wash and change clothes. His Majesty is still waiting for you two to thank him!"

Zhao Jinghua nodded and said, "Come in." After he finished speaking, Wan Sutong's eyes flashed with panic and he spoke in a very low voice, "Your voice is different from his. What if you are exposed!"

At this time, Chuntao heard Zhao Jinghua's voice outside the door and froze in place. Then she calmly led four maids to push open the door. Seeing that it was still her own prince, Chuntao breathed a sigh of relief and thought that Zhao Sinian's voice had changed overnight. She quickly led the four maids to salute and said, "Your servant greets the prince, the prince's wife." Then she accidentally saw the dried blood on the couch. Chuntao lowered her head and curled her lips slightly, and decided to tell this good news to her own prince.

However, little did they know that the blood on the quilt was just the blood from Zhao Jinghua's fingertips that had pierced his finger last night and dripped onto the quilt.

Zhao Jinghua sat on the couch last night and did not sleep all night, just quietly watching Wan Sutong sleeping soundly.

At this time, Wan Sutong got off the bed, she turned out a silver ingot and handed it to Chuntao, "I will trouble you from now on."

Chun Tao took the silver ingot and her eyes lit up instantly. "This is what I should do! I will wash and dress the Crown Prince's wife right away."

After saying that, Chun Tao took the basin from a maid behind her and handed it to Wan Su Tong. At this time, the maid on Chun Tao's right came to Zhao Jinghua and said, "Your Highness, please wash up."

After an incense stick of time, the two dressed neatly and headed towards the palace where Zhao Jinghua was. Because Prince Lin had been prepared and knew that Zhao Jinghua used to wear more lake blue cloaks, he prepared two sets of lake blue large-sleeved shirts for the couple. Therefore, the palace maid leading the way frequently looked back at Zhao Jinghua, with surprise and fear in her eyes. She was surprised that there could be such a similar person in the world, even with the same voice. She was terrified that the Prince Lin behind him was really the late Zhao Jinghua.

At this time, Wan Sutong raised her hand and took Zhao Jinghua's arm, and sent a message to Zhao Jinghua, "Jinghua, your golden elixir seems to still be with your father. Do you plan to take it back?"

Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly without saying anything.

Wan Sutong's eyes lit up when she saw this. "I have a good idea. Do you want to try it?" Zhao Jinghua heard Wan Sutong's voice transmission with anticipation and excitement, so he decided to let Wan Sutong do it regardless of success or failure. Zhao Jinghua raised his hand and touched Wan Sutong's cheek, and replied lovingly, "Okay."

Wan Sutong was so excited that she almost jumped three feet high. Then she told Zhao Jinghua her plan without changing her expression, "We will follow King Lin's plan first... and then..."

At the same time, Chun Tao handed the blood-stained quilt on the soft couch to Zhao Jinyao and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty. Not only has the Crown Prince won the Crown Princess's favor, but his voice is now exactly the same as Emperor Jingren's."

Zhao Jinyao nodded repeatedly after hearing this, his eyes showing unconcealed greed, "Okay, okay, as long as it can be confirmed today that Si Nian was possessed by Zhao Jinghua, whether it is a boy or a girl in Wan Sutong's belly in the future, it can make up for Zhao Jinfang's regret. My royal brother has been with Si Nian for a long time, and now..." Zhao Jinyao did not say the rest, but laughed, "God is helping me!"

At this time, the maid led the two into the palace, and saw Zhao Jinfang sitting behind a table reading a book on military strategy. The maid was afraid of disturbing Zhao Jinfang, so she knelt down and saluted, and said in a very low voice, "Your Majesty, the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess are here."

Zhao Jinfang heard this and slowly raised his head. The moment he saw Zhao Jinghua, he seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago when he had rushed back to Kyoto from the border after five years, and then saw Zhao Jinghua, who was not even old enough to dance with an elephant, beside Wu Yiwan.

At that time, Zhao Jinghua was also wearing a lake blue shirt with large sleeves. There was no pattern on the plain shirt, which made Zhao Jinghua look so weak that he seemed to be blown away by the wind. He did not think highly of his son, but when he learned from Wu Yiwan that his son had reached the Golden Core Stage, he looked up to Zhao Jinghua.