My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Hearing this, Zou Yu immediately became confident and said, "Oh, the queen mother is angry just because of this. She doesn't even think about it! I use spiritual power to maintain my appearance, but I'm almost 50! If my eldest son is still alive, he would be almost 30! She still has the nerve to say that she wants to find me another one." At this point, Zou Yu snorted coldly, "I'm still paying my respects to her. I'm lucky enough that I didn't get scolded by her!" As soon as these words came out, the palace maids on the side lowered their heads. Some tried hard to recall the saddest thing, while others pinched their thighs for fear of laughing out loud.

Wu Yisa spat out a mouthful of tea after hearing this, and the word "shock" seemed to be written on his face. "Ahem... ahem... ahem... it's really what the Queen Mother said."

Zou Yu quickly stepped forward and patted Wu Yisa on the back, "Isn't it! You said she advised Ye Mianwan, and she also advised me! What was she thinking!"

Wu Yisa coughed and turned her head to the side. "Don't worry about it. Just pay your respects to her on time. I will take care of the rest."

At this time, Zhao Jinghua pushed the door open and walked in from the Zhao Kingdom Palace. He frowned when he saw Feng Ming's messy hair, but then he relaxed his brows when he saw Wan Sutong who was unharmed.

Wan Sutong laughed when she saw this. "You don't think my brother and I had a fight, do you?"

Zhao Jinghua smiled awkwardly and said, "Indeed."

Wan Sutong walked up and hugged Zhao Jinghua, "How is that possible? She caught him herself and said she was afraid you would kill Zou Yu."

Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly when he heard the name. "Who is it in the first month of the second month of the Gengwu year?"

Feng Ming was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes! Born in 1990, years old! You really got it right! I specially asked a master to calculate it! Otherwise, I still wouldn't know what it meant."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled after hearing this and said, "Don't worry, I already knew about it. Besides, she has already returned to Wujin Country. If we meet again in the future, I won't make things difficult for her."

Feng Ming heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. "Thank you so much. I will definitely not compete with you for film and television resources when I return."

Zhao Jinghua did not respond but looked at Wan Sutong blankly.

Seeing this, Wan Sutong raised her hand and patted Feng Ming's arm, "Brother! Can he understand what you said?"

Feng Ming chuckled and said, "Hey, I forgot. I was so excited that I mistook him for the one. I have to go back. They are still waiting for my report."

Wan Sutong waved to Feng Ming and said, "Goodbye, remember to tell my parents that I'm fine."

Feng Ming nodded and closed the door for the couple before leaving. However, Wan Sutong pushed the door open and said, "Why close the door in broad daylight? The room is dark."

Feng Ming chuckled after hearing this and said, "Forget it, see you tomorrow." Then he put on the speed-up talisman and left the palace.

At this time, Zhao Jinghua turned around and sat on the couch. His face was pale and his lips were bloodless, just like the color when he died. Wan Sutong was startled when she turned around. "Jinghua! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me." After saying that, she put her slender fingers on Zhao Jinghua's wrist.

She was about to calmly feel the beating of her pulse, but her hand was held by Zhao Jinghua. "Don't worry, I'm just a little uncomfortable. It will be fine after a while."

Wan Sutong frowned slightly and tried to feel her pulse with her left hand. Zhao Jinghua hugged her in his arms. Wan Sutong was about to speak but Zhao Jinghua covered her mouth with his hand and said, "Don't talk."

Wan Sutong nodded and leaned her head on Zhao Jinghua's chest, but the next moment Wan Sutong's pupils suddenly shrank, and she looked up at Zhao Jinghua's extremely pale face in disbelief, because she did not hear a heartbeat in Zhao Jinghua's chest, only the sound of panting breathing after a long time.

Wan Sutong bit her lower lip and tears fell at this moment. Her tone became more and more panicked. "There was clearly a heartbeat last night. How could it be? So you will leave me again, right?"

Zhao Jinghua raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and kissed Wan Sutong on the forehead with his thin lips. He spoke in a weak tone, "Don't cry. I said, I'm just a little uncomfortable, it will be better after a while."

Wan Sutong hugged Zhao Jinghua tightly and said with a hint of threat, "You are not allowed to lie to me, or I will never talk to you again."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and gently scratched Wan Sutong's nose with his right index finger. "When have I ever lied to you? Don't cry." Then he hugged Wan Sutong in his arms.

0533 patted Wan Sutong on the shoulder at this time and said, "This system has checked and found that this is what happens to every resurrected person. The body dies, but the soul of the resurrected person is still alive. This will not happen when Zhao Jinghua fully adapts to Zhao Sinian's body. Moreover, his appearance and height will change with his age, so he will be no different from ordinary people."

Wan Sutong hummed sullenly, and soon she heard a faint heartbeat in Zhao Jinghua's chest. The heartbeat gradually accelerated, and soon became strong. Wan Sutong breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Zhao Jinghua, who was resting with his eyes closed. "Will there be a next time?"

Zhao Jinghua slowly opened his tender peach blossom eyes and said, "It depends on the person." He then transformed his own golden elixir and placed it in Wan Sutong's palm.

Wan Sutong looked down at the warm golden elixir in her hand in confusion. "Didn't Zhao Jinyao say that it could be used for cultivation? What would you do if you gave it to me?"

Zhao Jinghua raised his hand and touched Wan Sutong's head and laughed, "My silly wife, I am not a human, how can I practice?"

Wan Sutong raised her head and kissed Zhao Jinghua's thin lips, then quickly lowered her head and said, "Thank you." Then she put the golden elixir into her spiritual sea.

Although Zhao Jinghua looked calm at the moment, his heart was actually surging. He closed his eyes to suppress his inner impulse, pretending to be very calm and gently stroking Wan Sutong's back.

At this time, a large family in the villa sat together and listened to Feng Ming talk about how loving they were. "Did you see my hair?"

Su Qinghui asked in surprise, "Did my Tongtong catch it?"

Feng Ming waved his hands after hearing this and said, "What? I grabbed it myself when I was thinking about something. As a result, when her husband saw it, his brows furrowed. He thought that we had a fight. He quickly looked at Tongtong and smiled when he saw that Tongtong was fine."

Su Qinghui exclaimed, "Although Prince Lin looks lazy, he is very kind to our Tongtong."

Su Yahui raised her hand and patted the back of Su Qinghui's hand. "Don't worry."

After hearing this, Feng Ming waved his hand again and said with a smile, "What Prince Lin? No! I left you a suspense, you guess, or wait until tomorrow." After saying that, Feng Ming smiled and strode away

The five people present were stunned when these words came out. The old housekeeper smiled knowingly and instantly felt better than ever. "Now that the owner of the manor is safe, I won't bother you any more. I have to prepare lunch soon, so I'll take my leave now."

Wan Yanzhong nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The old butler laughed and said, "This is what I should do." Then he left with a big laugh, leaving the four people with puzzled faces.

Zhao Jinghuai then spoke in a very low voice, "Could it be my fourth brother?"

As soon as these words came out, the three of them shouted at the same time, "No way!"