My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

When Zhao Jinghua opened his eyes, a day had passed. Looking at the dim bedroom, he covered his chest tightly and slowly sat up, "Cough... cough cough"

Seeing this, Eunuch Wang stepped forward and spoke with a trembling voice, "Your Highness, you are awake!" Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly without saying anything.

Soon, someone heard a noise from the room outside the door and slowly said, "Your Majesty has issued an oral order. Crown Prince Zhao Jinghua is bloodthirsty and unworthy of being a son. From today on, he is confined to the East Palace and no one is allowed to visit him without a summons."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled hoarsely, "What a bloodthirsty man... He deserves to be my son. Whatever... Whatever." At this moment, his expression was not one of despair but of expectation.

This light laugh scared Eunuch Wang so much that he fell to the ground instantly. He didn't dare to look up at Zhao Jinghua. "Your Highness, let me help you change your clothes."

Zhao Jinghua smiled and spoke softly, "Okay." After he finished speaking, Eunuch Wang quickly stood up and helped Zhao Jinghua walk behind the screen.

Soon, because Zhao Jinghua was too quiet, the guards at the door couldn't help but feel a little worried. "We are used to seeing people being confined, but this is the first time someone is as quiet as the prince. How about we push the door open and have a look?"

The guard standing on the left clicked his tongue and said, "You are stupid. If you push him away, it will be considered a visit. His Majesty's spies are nearby. Once you push him away, His Majesty will know. Then your head will be in danger!"

The guard on the right spoke again, "Should we tell His Majesty?"

The guard on the left waved his hand and said impatiently, "If you are not afraid of death, then go ahead!"

In the room, Eunuch Wang helped Zhao Jinghua change into a silver-white cloak. He had restrained his coldness at this moment, and his long hair spread out behind him, making him look extremely gentle. When Eunuch Wang raised his hand to comb Zhao Jinghua's hair, Zhao Jinghua stopped him, "No need to tie my hair... just help me sit down on the soft couch." He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, his pupils dilated but as if with a glimmer of light. Only then did Eunuch Wang know what a last burst of life was. His tears suddenly fell and his voice trembled, "Your Highness..." Zhao Jinghua lowered his head slightly and chuckled, a strand of long hair slid down to his forehead with his movement.

Eunuch Wang turned his head away, unable to bear to watch any longer, and then helped Zhao Jinghua sit down on the couch. At this time, a ray of fire appeared from the fingertips of Zhao Jinghua's right hand. As soon as he raised his hand, the ray of fire floated up to the beam of the house. After a moment, a man's sharp cry was heard from the beam, "Ah! Fire! My butt!"

The man watched the fire on his clothes grow bigger and bigger. He could feel the pain but was not hurt. He had no choice but to jump off the beam and kneel on the ground. "Your Highness, please put it out for me. I am watching you according to the order of His Majesty. Please spare me, I am almost turned into a candlestick!" Zhao Jinghua's momentum did not decline because of this incident. The secret guard trembled unconsciously when he really looked at him.

Zhao Jinghua laughed twice, and it sounded like the sound came from his chest. He spoke in a low and weak voice, as if a gust of wind could blow the sound away. "Really? I think it's very good."

Upon hearing this, the secret guard frowned and his temples throbbed. "No! Your Highness, I know you are unwilling, but you can't take it out on me!" After saying this, he quickly rushed out of the bedroom.

The two people at the door could hardly hold back their laughter when they saw his butt wrapped in flames. They quickly closed the door and then burst into laughter, “Pfft…hahahahahahahahaha”

"Hahahaha...he's running on the beams and is catching up with the lanterns!"

The guard on the left slapped his thigh with laughter, "Hahahaha... Your Highness, this is a really mean trick! Forcing him to go find His Majesty."

At this time, Zhao Jinfang was sitting in the study. There was no candle in the room. He sat on the dragon chair and sighed continuously. The moment the secret guard pushed open the door, the whole study was lit up. Zhao Jinfang's eyes were full of bruises at this time. His tone was tired and helpless. "Didn't I say that there was no need to light the lamp?"

Upon hearing this, the secret guard knelt down with tears in his eyes. "Your Majesty! You have to make the decision for me!"

Zhao Jinfang slowly opened his eyes and when he saw the fire on his butt, his heart skipped a beat, "Did the prince do it?"

The secret guard bowed his head and said firmly, "Your Majesty, that's right!"

Zhao Jinfang raised his hand and took the blazing fire into his palm. Unexpectedly, the blazing fire became extremely soft in Zhao Jinfang's hand. The guards were stunned. Zhao Jinfang sighed and said, "Go down."

The secret guard uttered a doubtful "ah". Zhao Jinfang looked carefully at the blazing fire in his hand, and then handed the secret guard a jade pendant. "Ask a doctor for him. If he is seriously ill, no one except the servants of the East Palace can disturb him. Anyone who disobeys will be killed!"

The secret guard covered Liuliu's butt with both hands and said embarrassedly, "Can you... allow me to change clothes?"

Zhao Jinfang sighed and said helplessly, "Ask Mr. Chen to come over."

The secret guard left quickly and came to the door of Mr. Chen's room. "Chief Chen, His Majesty asked you to invite a doctor for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If he is seriously ill, no one except the servants of the East Palace can disturb him. Anyone who disobeys will be killed."

Not long after, Eunuch Chen yawned, opened the door, took the jade pendant, hummed, and walked away. But the next moment he stopped, turned around, and saw that the dark guard was not wearing any clothes to cover his body. He smiled knowingly, and spoke with a tone of mockery and disbelief, "You are quite fair. There happens to be a set of night clothes in our room. You should put them on first. If you leave like this, it will be embarrassing for His Majesty." Hearing this, the dark guard blushed with shame, as red as a volcano about to erupt, and quickly hid in Eunuch Chen's room.

At the same time, Zhao Jinfang raised his hand and gently stroked the flame, "Son, son, why... why do you want to kill me? Is there any misunderstanding between you and me? But if there is really a misunderstanding, you and I have already had a gap, how can I forgive you? Can you forgive me?" After speaking, he overturned the memorials impeaching Zhao Jinghua to the ground, and then set them all on fire. Looking at the blazing memorials in front of him, Zhao Jinfang felt indescribably happy. Soon the memorials on the ground turned to ashes, and the blazing fire in his hand gradually dissipated. Soon, he actually ignited all the candles in the study.

Zhao Jinfang fell back onto the dragon chair, tilted his head back and laughed wildly. "Hahahahahahahaha" his laughter was so low that it sounded a bit like crying.

At this time, the virtuous concubine's palace

Feng Ming was sitting behind the desk playing the guzheng. The sound was melodious, but also filled with sadness and helplessness. When the song ended, she looked up at Concubine Xian and said, "I don't know if Fengming Tower will be implicated after the death of the boss." Concubine Xian was about to speak when Feng Ming interrupted her, "I know you can protect me, but there are fifty-four sisters in my tower besides me. I am as close to them as a family. I can't just watch them get into trouble. Maybe I should help Zhao Jinghua get justice, and also for us."

At this time, Concubine Shu came in and said, "I heard your piano playing from a distance, and I guessed that Feng Ming was here."

Feng Ming smiled and slowly stood up, "Auntie"

Concubine Shu nodded and walked forward to hold Feng Ming's hand, then patted the back of her hand and said, "Even if the prince is sick and confused, he will not leave you without a way out. Just wait patiently."

Feng Ming nodded without saying anything. At this time, Concubine Shu chuckled and said, "Feng Ming, you are not young anymore. Have you seen my Wu'er? What do you think of him?" Feng Ming frowned and shouted in his heart, "I'm a straight man!" 0610 laughed out loud after hearing this, "I said that no one would be nice to you for nothing. There must be a purpose. Hahahahahaha"

Concubine Xian suddenly stood up and said, "No! I don't agree!"

Feng Ming nodded repeatedly and hid behind Concubine Xian. "I will listen to my godmother."

Concubine Shu sighed, "Oh, why are you listening to your godmother? You have to listen to your heart. My Wu'er is not bad looking. Besides, Wu'er said when she was little that she would not take a concubine!"

Concubine Xian laughed out loud, "Sister, you think my Feng Ming is filial and wants to accompany you in the palace after marrying Wu'er. Since you want to snatch my daughter from me, Feng Ming can only be mine. No way!"

Seeing her plan exposed, Concubine Shu smiled awkwardly, "Since Feng Ming is unwilling, then forget it. Why don't you also recognize me as your godmother? After all, who can complain about having too many mothers?"

Feng Ming was stunned when he heard this and asked in confusion, "Huh?" Then he complained in his mind, "Did I get the female lead's script? Why are they competing for me?"

Concubine Shu sighed, "Wu'er doesn't come to see me either. I'm really bored in the palace. Originally, Jinghua came to see me in the palace this year, but I'm afraid that in the future..." After that, Concubine Shu sighed heavily, her tone full of sadness, "I'm afraid I will end up living alone in the palace." Concubine Xian looked at Feng Ming and then pulled Concubine Shu to sit on the couch.