My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Zhao Jinghua heard this and walked into the house with Wan Sutong without saying a word. He raised his hand to set up a barrier outside the room, and then helped Wan Sutong sit on the couch.

Just when Wan Sutong was confused, Zhao Jinghua sighed, lifted his robe and knelt on the ground. Wan Sutong exclaimed in confusion, "No! What are you doing! Get up!" After saying that, she was about to help Zhao Jinghua up, but was stopped by Zhao Jinghua.

Zhao Jinghua's eyes were filled with tenderness but also with distress. "I... am indeed Zhao Hongyu."

Wan Sutong shook her head after hearing this, her face full of disbelief, "I don't believe it, you are simply a love-brained person in the early stage, and a green tea person in the later stage, a perfect man, unless you can provide evidence to prove it..."

Zhao Jinghua was amused by Wan Sutong's words and burst out laughing. "Let's take Master as an example. He once buried a jar of girl's red wine under a peach tree in the back mountain. I was just a young man at that time. He used it as a commemoration and said that he would drink it with me when I was a hundred years old."

Wan Sutong looked at 0533 doubtfully and said, "Spend points to check it out."

0533 nodded and quickly found the picture

In the picture, Gu Ming was still very young, with long black hair. Beside him stood Zhao Hongyu, who was still in his twenties. His appearance at this moment was exactly the same as the twenties Zhao Jinghua in Wan Sutong's memory.

Zhao Hongyu picked up a shovel and dug a hole, then looked at Gu Ming. Gu Ming laughed and put a jar of wine into the hole. "You are becoming more and more unwilling to talk. With your temper, can you find a wife? When you get married, you must learn to be a teacher, just like I get along with your master's wife, deal with your love rivals, and put yourself in a weak position when facing your own wife. When she sees you as pitiful, she will know who will win." After saying that, he motioned Zhao Hongyu to cover the hole with soil.

Zhao Hongyu hummed calmly, then covered the daughter's red wine. When he spoke, his voice was exactly the same as Zhao Jinghua's now, "Master, do you want to take it out when Junior Sister gets married?"

Gu Ming shook his head and looked at Zhao Hongyu lovingly. "When you are a hundred years old, take out this jar of wine. Then you and I can drink together while watching your descendants surround us."

At this point, Wan Sutong frowned, finally knowing who Zhao Jinghua learned this green tea skill from. It turned out that it all came from the words and deeds of his own master.

Zhao Jinghua saw her frown and quickly explained, "I know I shouldn't hide it from you, but I'm afraid you'll hate me after you know it. But please believe me, I won't hurt you."

Wan Sutong nodded and accepted the fact calmly. "What about the Suihua Sword?"

Zhao Jinghua sighed and lowered his head. "The Suihua Sword didn't burn me because I am a soul. Since I ascended the throne and killed a minister who was more meritorious than the emperor, I have been suffering from the burning pain of the Suihua Sword every day. It was because I knew he was going to betray me, but I couldn't bear it. The Suihua Sword can examine people's hearts. If you feel guilty about the person you killed, you will be burned by it."

Wan Sutong felt nervous after hearing this. "No wonder you looked so calm when you were burned by the Suihua sword. It turns out you are used to it."

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua gently stroked the back of Wan Sutong's hand and said, "I don't deserve sympathy. Countless people have lost their sons, fathers, and husbands because of me. Hundreds of thousands of people have lost their wives and children, and their countries have been destroyed because of me." Zhao Jinghua sighed heavily and said, "As Zhao Jinghua... I am even more ruthless than when I was Zhao Hongyu. Zhao Jinghua has no sympathy for anyone, so he will not be hurt by the Suihua sword. But it's different for you. I have not been a good person in both of my lives, but you only like the hypocritical me... I don't know how to face you, and I don't know if you will be afraid of the present me or the former Zhao Jinghua after you know the truth."

Wan Sutong held Zhao Jinghua's hand in disbelief, then swallowed and helped him up. "You mean you weren't a good person when you were Zhao Jinghua?"

Zhao Jinghua was not a good person when he heard this. He knew that Wan Sutong could not understand his helplessness as an emperor. He sighed heavily and spoke with guilt in his tone, "You will know one day. Why don't I tell you in person that Zhao Jingxuan's death was also caused by me. There was also Zhao Jingtai, but his people almost hurt you. How could I not kill him?"

After hearing this, Wan Sutong frowned and said in disbelief, "I know Zhao Jingtai, but is the Zhao Jingxuan you mentioned the Sixth Prince?"

Zhao Jinghua turned his head and chuckled, his laughter was extremely bitter, "Yes"

Wan Sutong covered her mouth in shock. "He was still a child at that time! Why did you kill him? Was it just for the so-called throne?"

Zhao Jinghua sighed and said without further explanation, "Yes and no."

Wan Sutong suddenly realized what was going on. She stood up and took a step back. "No wonder you were so gentle when you saw Zhao Jinghuai yesterday. You don't have any affection for Zhao Jinghuai, do you?"

Zhao Jinghua lowered his eyes and said helplessly, "No, I don't know what family affection is, so I don't understand why Zhao Jinghua favors Zhao Jinghuai." Before Zhao Jinghua finished speaking, Wan Sutong took another step back, her tone full of doubt and confusion, "So you treat me the same way? Want to try to see why Zhao Jinghua likes me?"

Zhao Jinghua quickly explained, his tone full of grievance, "Su Tong, please believe me, my love for you is evident to all heaven and earth, and it is absolutely true. Although I don't understand family affection, I am not incapable of recognizing love."

Wan Sutong saw Zhao Jinghua trying to explain himself, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether what he said was true or not. But when she recalled everything that happened between her and Zhao Jinghua, she couldn't believe that Zhao Jinghua was such a cold-blooded person.

Before Wan Sutong could speak, 0533 suddenly screamed, "Oh my God! Host! This world is not a copy! It is an unknown netizen who read a novel named Ye Minghua. This netizen thought that since the novel's name contained "Hua", Zhao Jinghua was the protagonist. However, he did not expect that Zhao Jinghua died when he was young. Also, because Ye Minghua mentioned that Zhao Jinghua and Zhao Hongyu looked similar, this netizen thought that he was Zhao Hongyu's reincarnation and merged the two together!"

Wan Sutong and Zhao Jinghua's pupils shrank after hearing this. Zhao Jinghua couldn't believe it. He was just a character in a storybook. The next moment, he heard 0533 speak hurriedly, "This netizen wrote a novel titled My Husband is Actually the Big Boss Behind the Scenes! The character you are in shouldn't have met Zhao Jinghua, and should have been born fifteen years ago. The first chapter starts in the East City Teahouse and tells the legendary life of Zhao Hongyu. In the second chapter, he was reborn as Zhao Sinian. Fifteen years later, he married the daughter of the prime minister named Wan Sutong. Then the whole novel revolves around Zhao Hongyu and how to weave a web. The finale even kills the original male and female protagonists of Ye Minghua. But because of your arrival, the plot line is chaotic and Zhao Jinghua meets you, thus breaking away from the plot line. As a result, this system thinks that this book placed in the corner was given to this system by the Lord God to kill time."

Wan Sutong was shocked and said, "Ah? In other words, this book is just as useless as Zou Yu's script!"

0533 nodded firmly. "Yes, so the plot is also developing in an uncontrollable direction and has become a new world."

Seeing this, Wan Sutong began to unconsciously move away from Zhao Jinghua, thinking to herself, "This is horrible. Is his love for me just pretend?" But Zhao Jinghua sighed when he heard this, then turned around and left resolutely, as if he was afraid to hear Wan Sutong say something disgusting about him. However, this was only the first half of the sentence. The second half was "But the love in his eyes didn't seem fake."