My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Wan Sutong shook her head and asked Wu Yisa impatiently, "Why did he say Jinghua was a slave? Can't he use spiritual power to explore the meridians?"

Wu Yisa shook her head and shrugged helplessly, "Yes, but you have to take it back. It's okay if you don't take it back, but... you know why girls put hair bands on boys' wrists?"

Wan Sutong and Ye Mianwan nodded at the same time, "It means to declare sovereignty!"

Wu Yisa nodded and was silent for a moment before speaking, "In this era, most men leave a trace of spiritual power in the meridians of their wives and concubines, which means to let others know that this woman has someone to protect her."

Wan Sutong immediately realized what Fu Cheng meant by "submission to someone else". She lowered her head and said helplessly, "I seem to have caused trouble for Jinghua again."

Ye Mianwan looked at Wan Sutong in confusion, "He has no cultivation, isn't this just right? Let others know that he has you protecting him."

Wan Sutong blinked her big eyes at Ye Mianwan. "Baby, can't you understand what it means?"

Ye Mianwan shook his head in confusion. "Isn't it just a declaration of sovereignty?"

Wan Sutong held her forehead with embarrassment, her tone full of helplessness, "It's good if you think so."

After hearing this, Ye Mianwan walked forward and shook Wan Sutong's hand, "Baby, just tell me, tell me."

Wan Sutong shook her head, then blinked wildly at Ye Mianwan, "Don't you really understand?"

Wu Yisa covered Wan Sutong's eyes and said, "That's enough. Your eyes will become dry if you blink them for a while."

Wan Sutong stuck out her tongue at Wu Yisa and said "Lululu". Then she sent a message to Wu Yisa, "You are afraid that I will lead her astray! Do you like my Wan'er?"

Wu Yisa coughed dryly and then sent a message to Wan Sutong, "Don't talk nonsense! She is two years younger than you. You should be more careful."

Wan Sutong smiled a little embarrassedly and said "I forgot"

At the same time, Zhao Jinghua put a small porcelain bottle into Linghai and said, "Don't worry, it will take at most three years."

Fu Cheng put his left hand over his heart and nodded, "Thank you very much. My fourth brother has a miserable life. I was exiled to the mines at that time. My fourth brother was only ten years old when he went to the opera house to do odd jobs to support the family. Later, he learned to sing from the owner of the opera house..." Fu Cheng hesitated to say more, "Forget it... I won't say more. It was my failure to discipline my daughter that led her astray. I will thoroughly investigate the Linglong Gu incident, but don't worry, it was definitely not me who did it."

Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly and then slowly stood up. At this time, a long sword broke through the door and headed straight for Zhao Jinghua's heart. Zhao Jinghua dodged it without changing his expression but his arm was also cut. When Zhao Jinghua turned his head to look at his bloodstained clothes with his skin cut, his face sank and he spoke in a cold tone, "Is this the way your clan treats guests?"

Fu Cheng angrily slammed the table and stood up quickly, "Jiang Chao, what are you doing!" As soon as he finished speaking, a mediocre-looking young man rushed into the room and then protected Fu Cheng behind him, "Master, he hurt you! I saw you covering your chest!"

Fu Cheng frowned and kicked Jiang Chao's butt. "You idiot! Don't I have any cultivation? Do I need you to protect me? And I took the blood from my heart to save my fourth brother! Why don't you apologize to Emperor Hongyu now!"

Jiang Chao looked back at Fu Cheng in confusion. "Is he Emperor Hongyu?" Before Fu Cheng could speak, Zhao Jinghua disappeared with a gloomy face and a wave of his sleeves.

Seeing this, Fu Cheng slapped his thighs and said, "It's over! You're angry!" Then he kicked Jiang Chao again, "You idiot! His injury has just healed! You hit him with a sword again! If he doesn't save my brother because of this, I will kill you and bury my brother with you!"

At this time, Zhao Jinghua returned to Gu Ming's courtyard. He covered his arm and slowly walked into Gu Ming's room. Then he saw his own portrait in the middle of the door. He walked in front of the portrait and began to imagine what Gu Ming's expression was every time he stood in front of the portrait. Was it sadness, longing, or loneliness?

Zhao Jinghua looked down at his healed wound and the blood-stained sleeves and sighed, "My new clothes are ruined again." Then he turned and left Gu Ming's room and went to the back mountain.

At the same time, Eunuch Chen came to the Seventh Prince's Mansion in a carriage. After getting off the carriage, Eunuch Chen smiled coldly and walked slowly into the Seventh Prince's Mansion. When the steward saw Eunuch Chen, he immediately stepped forward and knelt down to salute, "Greetings, Steward Chen!"

Eunuch Chen patted the steward's shoulder with a malicious smile and said, "Get up. Where is your prince?"

The steward heard this and stood up tremblingly, "Your Highness is in the backyard."

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Chen ran straight to the backyard. The steward followed him and asked, "What do you want to do for our prince?"

Eunuch Chen looked at the steward coldly and said, "Get lost!" Then he walked into the backyard. When he arrived at the backyard, he saw Zhao Jingyu sitting on the steps with a frown on his face. The moment he saw Eunuch Chen, he quickly stood up, bowed and said, "Eunuch Chen."

Eunuch Chen lowered his head slightly and said in a very unfriendly tone, "Seventh Prince"

Zhao Jingyu sighed and looked confused after hearing this. "I wonder what you are here for?"

When Eunuch Chen heard this, his eyes were filled with anger. He sneered and turned his head slightly to look into the room. "Is Concubine An in the room?"

Zhao Jingyu frowned slightly when he heard this, and had a bad feeling in his heart, "Did Emperor Hongyu tell you?"

Eunuch Chen looked extremely creepy with a smile on his face. "Of course not. Your Highness, don't worry about how I knew it. I will just ask Your Highness one last time, is Concubine An in the room?" Zhao Jingyu knew that he couldn't provoke Eunuch Chen, so he could only lower his eyes and nodded reluctantly.

Eunuch Chen said nothing but took out his sword and walked into the room. Zhao Jingyu was about to step forward to stop him but was stopped by Xiaobai who suddenly appeared. "Don't come in! Your mother hurt my master's father! She will pay the price for her wrong decision."

Zhao Jingyu frowned and sighed heavily, "How did Eunuch Chen know?"

After hearing this, Xiaobai swung his tail and sneered, and said in a very proud tone, "That's because Emperor Hongyu and I have empathy. I don't know why, but the moment he was seriously injured, I could see who hurt him, even if he had hurt himself before."

Zhao Jingyu's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he asked in disbelief, "Emperor Hongyu has ever hurt himself?"

When Xiaobai heard this, he realized that he had let the cat out of the bag. He lowered his head and quickly covered his mouth with his paws. "You didn't hear anything, and I didn't say anything." Then he flew into the house.

At this time, Eunuch Chen had already placed his sword on Concubine Chen's neck. "Why did you hurt my foster father?"

The Concubine Chen was so frightened that she was shaking all over and looked at Eunuch Chen with trembling pupils, then shook her head repeatedly, "I didn't."

Before Eunuch Chen could question him, Xiao Bai smiled coldly, "I saw everything! You still want to lie! You are a bad person, it's not my adoptive father who killed your son, why did you kill him! Bad woman!"

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Chen moved the blade an inch closer to Concubine Chen's neck and said, "You'd better give us a reasonable explanation, otherwise we can't guarantee that we won't kill you!"

These two voices reached Eunuch Chen's ears at the same time, "Chen Ye, come to your master's courtyard to see me, Eunuch Chen! My mother was also confused for a moment!"