My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Liu Qing was about to stand up and salute, but Concubine Qi raised her hand to stop him. "No need." Then she sat on the left side of Liu Qing. "Your appearance surprises me."

Liu Qing nodded very obediently at this moment. "Do you think I will be extremely charming?"

Concubine Qi chuckled and raised her hand to gently stroke the back of Liu Qing's hand. "How old are you?"

Liu Qing was flattered and exclaimed, his expression was very similar to Zhao Jingchen's when he was stunned. "More than three months"

After hearing this, Concubine Qi burst out laughing and said, "I'm asking how old you are."

"Oh, twenty-two." Liu Qing smiled awkwardly.

"Where are you from? Why did you end up in a brothel?" Liu Qing didn't sigh but smiled softly after hearing this. "My family is from Yangzhou City. Five years ago, because we couldn't afford to eat, my parents sold me to a brothel in Kyoto for five taels of silver. Fortunately, my husband redeemed me on my first night a month later."

After hearing this, Concubine Qi nodded kindly and said, "She is an innocent girl."

At this time, Zhao Jingchen was squatting by the grass outside the carriage, weaving grasshoppers for his two sons with grass leaves. Zhao Jingchen's hands moved very fast, but his forehead was sweating because of the second son's urging. "Daddy, hurry up, I want it too!"

Zhao Jingchen nodded repeatedly and handed the woven grasshopper to the eldest brother. "Okay, okay, Daddy, please do it as soon as possible." After saying that, he quickly picked up the grass leaf. When he had woven half of it, the more anxious he was, the more trouble he made. With a snap, the grass leaf broke. Zhao Jingchen swallowed his saliva and carefully observed the expression of the second brother.

Sure enough, the second child burst into tears after seeing it, "Bad daddy!"

Zhao Jingchen quickly threw down the grass leaves, picked up the second child and comforted him softly, "Oh, oh, don't cry, dear Rui'er, daddy will make another one for you, okay? It will be quick. Daddy didn't mean it. It's just that I was too anxious and used too much force. Be obedient."

At this time, Liu Qing and Concubine Qi heard the crying and hurriedly came out of the carriage, "What happened to Rui'er?"

Zhao Jingchen looked at Liu Qing with a hint of grievance, then motioned her to look at the grasshopper in the boss's hand, and then looked at the failed grasshopper on the ground. "You hurry up and comfort Rui'er, your husband will do his best to hurry up." Liu Qing and Concubine Qi laughed at the same time.

Liu Qing nodded and walked over to take over the crying Zhao Rui. "Rui'er, don't cry." Seeing this, Zhao Jingchen hurriedly began to pick grass leaves.

Zhao Rui sniffed and tears fell down. "Wuwuwu... Mother, Daddy did it on purpose! My brothers are all good, but I am the bad one... Wuwuwu." Zhao Rui burst into tears again before he could finish his words.

Zhao Jingchen was in a state of confusion at the moment. He saw the grasshopper in his hand was about to take shape, but it suddenly broke again with a snap. Zhao Jingchen's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he quickly looked at Liu Qing and Concubine Qi for help. He was about to speak when he saw Zhao Rui's emotions, which had been finally calmed down, surge up again. "Wow——"

Zhao Jingchen threw down the half-formed grasshopper and started to make it again, but in the next second Zhao Jingchen froze in his place. "It's over. I forgot the next step in my hurry."

Concubine Qi held her forehead and shook her head helplessly, "Let me do it." But as soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Rui shook his head like a rattle, "No! I want the one my father made up!"

Zhao Jingchen looked at Concubine Qi helplessly and shrugged, "Rui'er doesn't want to, just tell me what the next step is."

The eldest brother then grasped Liu Qing's sleeve and shook it gently, "Mother, please give mine to your brother. I'll just take the one that grandma made for me."

Liu Qing smiled with relief, then patted the eldest's head and said, "Our Yan'er is still sensible." But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Rui started crying again, "Then I want my grandmother's too."

Zhao Jingchen was petrified when he heard this. "You are worthy of being my son..." Liu Qing looked at the mother and son with embarrassment. "Thank you for your hard work, mother and husband."

Zhao Jingchen and Concubine Qi sighed at the same time, and then the mother and son walked to the grass helplessly and began to weave grasshoppers. Concubine Qi was smarter than Zhao Jingchen. After she finished weaving one, she did not give it to one of the children immediately, but waited until the other one was finished before handing it to Zhao Rui and Zhao Yan. At this time, Zhao Jingchen also gave the grasshopper to Zhao Rui. Seeing that the two children smiled, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Yuwen Guo

Yuwen Chenjin was holding Yuwen Xi in his arms, while Zhaoyun was shaking a rattle beside him. However, such a warm scene was interrupted by a loud shout, "Second Princess! It's bad! News came from Kyoto that the Crown Prince has passed away!"

Zhao Yun quickly stood up after hearing this, but her eyes went dark the next moment and she almost fainted. Fortunately, Yu Wenchen supported her in time.

Yuwen Chenjin helped her sit on the couch and then turned to look at the guards. "The prince has always been in good health! How could this happen?"

The guard knelt down immediately, lowered his head and spoke tremblingly, "I don't know either. I heard... I heard... it was tuberculosis. The Third Prince committed suicide for unknown reasons. The Eighth Prince was sentenced to death by His Majesty for plotting to murder the Crown Prince. The Ninth Prince was demoted to a commoner and imprisoned in the cold palace."

Zhao Yun heard this and quickly held Yu Wen Chen Jin's hand. "Hurry up and prepare the carriage! We have to go back!" Yu Wen Chen Jin nodded slightly, although he had doubts in his eyes.

After the guards left, Yu Wenchenjin realized that Zhao Yun's hand was shaking. He quickly bent down and asked, "Yun'er, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Yun held Yu Wen Chen Jin's hand tighter and whispered in Yu Wen Chen Jin's ear, "You will stand by me, right?"

Yuwen Chenjin nodded with a doting look in his eyes, "Of course, why would my Yun'er ask such a stupid question?"

Zhao Yun sighed heavily, "My brother said that my elder sister is willing to help my elder brother take back the Yuwen Kingdom. I am afraid that my elder sister...will harm our Xi'er."

Yu Wenchenjin's pupils shrank when he heard this. Just as he was about to ask, he heard Zhaomu's voice from a distance, "Sister, you want to prepare a carriage. Where are you going in such a hurry?"

Zhao Yun tried her best to calm her fear, so Zhao Mu could only see sadness. "News came from Kyoto, saying... that the emperor brother has passed away."

But Zhao Mu was not surprised at all after hearing this, but rather a little excited. After a moment, she seemed to realize that something was wrong, and tears suddenly fell at this moment. "Then the emperor's sister should go back earlier, and comfort mother for me."

After hearing this, Zhao Yun burst into tears, "Imperial sister, I heard that my ninth brother was demoted to a commoner by our father, and my eighth brother was sentenced to death by our father. My third brother committed suicide for some unknown reason. Are you sure you don't want to go back with me?" Yu Wen Chenjin hurriedly comforted Zhao Yun.

As Zhao Yun expected, Zhao Mu shook his head and said with a sad tone, "Royal sister, you know that I look like my brother and we are from the same mother. When my father and mother see me... I'm afraid they will..." Zhao Mu hesitated and then whimpered as if he would collapse in the next moment.

Zhao Yun walked forward and helped Zhao Mu sit on the couch, hugged Zhao Mu tightly and cried, "Royal sister, I don't have a royal brother anymore, I can't live without you, please don't get hurt"

Zhao Mu nodded and patted Zhao Yun on the back. "Don't worry, my sister will be fine." She brushed Zhao Yun's hair behind her ears. "Do you believe my sister?"

Zhao Yun heard this and held back her inner impulse and tried to comfort herself that she could not be exposed at this time. She pretended to look at Zhao Yun in confusion and then said in a crying voice, "No matter what the royal sister wants to do, I believe that the royal sister will not harm me."

Zhao Mu slowly stood up and raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Go early and come back early. When you come back, I will give you a surprise."