My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Zhao Jingchen's motorcade had already arrived at Jiangling City. The prefect of Jiangling City had been waiting for a long time. When he saw the carriage stop, the prefect of Jiangling City hurriedly led everyone forward and said, "I, the prefect of Jiangling City, Han Xian, lead the city officials to see King Chen Gao."

Zhao Jingchen got off the carriage, then walked up to help Han Xian up and said, "Please stand up quickly."

Han Xian stood up and bowed, "Thank you, Your Majesty. Please follow me to the palace."

Zhao Jingchen nodded slightly and then turned back to the carriage. The carriage went north to the palace. The four-courtyard mansion was comparable to the imperial palace. The first courtyard was the front hall, the center of the second courtyard was the study, the west courtyard had two main rooms, the east and west wing rooms had two rooms each, and the east courtyard was a small martial arts training ground.

The third courtyard is a huge garden with pavilions, rockeries, lotus ponds, and corridors. The fourth courtyard has five rooms, east and west wing rooms, east and west ear rooms, the east courtyard is the kitchen, and the west courtyard is the thatched house.

At midnight, Concubine Shu, wearing her nightgown, easily avoided all patrolling guards, climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, then quietly came to the palace where Concubine Chen was, bent down and came to the window and gently knocked on it, and said in a very low voice, "Sister, you haven't rested yet, have you? Open the window and let me in."

Soon the window was opened by Concubine Chen and Concubine Shu climbed in through the window, but when she looked up and saw Concubine Chen's face, she instantly fell to the ground. Concubine Chen's face was as pale as paper, her lifeless eyes were full of bloodshot, her lips were chapped, and she kept muttering to herself, "He'er, don't be afraid, it's your aunt who is here, don't be afraid."

Concubine Shu quickly stood up and took a step back, only to see Concubine Chen holding Zhao Jinghe's tablet horizontally in her hand, patting the tablet with her right hand as if coaxing a baby. Concubine Shu swallowed her saliva and spoke carefully, "Sister."

When Concubine Chen heard the voice, she looked up at Concubine Shu with anxiety in her eyes and said, "Sister, why is He'er crying non-stop? Can you help me comfort him?" After saying that, she handed the tablet to Concubine Shu

Concubine Shu's hair stood on end instantly and she waved her hands repeatedly, "Sister, have you forgotten that I, your elder sister, have never given birth to a child and I don't know how to coax one."

After hearing this, Concubine Chen looked at Concubine Shu with tears in her eyes, "Sister, can you help me? I remember Jingchen was the one who was most attached to you when he was a child. Do you dislike my Heer being noisy?"

Concubine Shu looked at her madness and couldn't bear to pull her back to reality. She could only bite the bullet and take over the tablet. She coaxed the tablet with the same gesture as coaxing a baby. "Good boy Jinghe, don't cry. Look, your mother is getting so worried. Don't cry."

Concubine Shu raised her eyes slightly to observe Concubine Chen, and seeing that her expression had eased, she knew that in Concubine Chen's eyes, the wooden tablet had stopped crying. Concubine Shu sighed softly, "Look, sister, he is not crying anymore." After that, she returned the tablet in her hand to Concubine Chen like a hot potato.

The Concubine Chen took the tablet and immediately smiled, but the next moment her pupils suddenly shrank and she covered her head with her hands, looking extremely painful. Zhao Jinghe's tablet made a loud noise when it fell to the ground, and the Concubine Chen suddenly screamed at this time, "Ah! My Jinghe! My Jinghe! My He'er is dead, killed by his father, no!"

Upon seeing this, Concubine Shu hurried forward and hugged Concubine Chen tightly in her arms, "Sister, sister, you still have Jingyu. If something happens to you, what will happen to Jingyu!"

After hearing this, Concubine Chen stopped screaming instantly and looked at Concubine Shu with a bewildered face, “Oh, and Jingyu too!” But she screamed again the next moment, “No! No! No! But I gave birth to two sons! Jinghe… Jinghe… I can’t find him.” After she finished speaking, Concubine Chen grabbed Concubine Shu’s arm, “Sister, can you help me find Jinghe? He ignored me! Ask him to come back… Come back to the palace to see me… Ask him to stop fooling around with Jingchen and the others, okay!”

Concubine Shu nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. "Okay, okay, I'll tell him for you and ask him to come back to see you tomorrow, okay?"

After hearing this, Concubine Chen looked at Concubine Shu with shining eyes, "Really? Sister, you won't lie to me? You are my real sister, you are not allowed to lie to me."

As soon as these words came out, Concubine Shu lowered her head and tears welled up in her eyes. She hugged Concubine Chen tightly to prevent her from seeing her crying. "Don't worry, sister won't lie to you."

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Jingcheng made you angry again." The concubine's tone was extremely anxious, as if she was not the one who went crazy just now.

Concubine Shu shook her head and patted Concubine Chen on the back. "Sister, can I take you out of the palace?"

Concubine Chen looked up at Concubine Shu with confusion in her eyes. "What's wrong? Sister is going to do something big and is she afraid that I will drag you down?"

Concubine Shu raised her hand and gently stroked Concubine Chen's cheek. "No, I just think you are a little lonely in the palace."

The concubine nodded with a very innocent look, "Okay, I've lived in this palace long enough."

When Concubine Shu saw Concubine Chen's expression at this time, she couldn't help but recall the time when she first entered the palace.

At that time, Concubine Shu was eighteen years old, and Concubine Chen was sixteen. Concubine Chen held Concubine Shu's hand tightly, her eyes full of uncertainty about the future. "Sister, I want to go home." The two sisters sat side by side on the couch. Concubine Shu's eyes were full of helplessness. She patted the back of Concubine Chen's hand and said, "Be obedient sister, this palace will be our home from now on."

After hearing this, Concubine Chen burst into tears, "Sister, I'm scared! I want to go home, I miss my mother!"

At this time, the hurried footsteps brought Concubine Shu back to reality.

Zhao Jingyu opened the door and said anxiously, "Mother!" He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Concubine Shu holding Concubine Chen. "Auntie!"

At this time, Concubine Chen looked at Zhao Jingyu very excitedly, then walked up and held Zhao Jingyu's hand. "Jinghe, you are back." Concubine Shu looked at Zhao Jingyu with a frown.

Zhao Jingyu shook her head slightly to signal Concubine Shu not to speak. "Yes, mother, I'm back."

The concubine nodded with anxiety in her eyes, "Stop messing around with your brothers, okay? Your eldest brother is really good to you! Learn from your seventh brother and don't fight with him for the throne, okay!"

Zhao Jingyu nodded repeatedly, tears falling uncontrollably, "Don't worry, I'll remember it, but... my brother is dead."

After hearing this, Concubine Chen stepped back quickly, "You said Jinghua died! How is that possible!"

Concubine Shu looked at Zhao Jingyu in disbelief and then sent a voice message, "Jingyu, what are you doing?"

Zhao Jingyu looked helpless, "The imperial physician told my mother to know what has happened now, and she needs to gradually accept the reality." Then he walked forward and hugged Chen Fei, "Have you forgotten? My eldest brother has tuberculosis and has been ill for a long time."

The concubine nodded, her eyes regained some clarity, "Yes, I forgot Jinghua was gone, I heard he was in great pain... How could Wu Yiwan be so cruel... He was only twenty-five."

Zhao Jingyu gently stroked Concubine Chen's back and sent a message to Concubine Shu, "Aunt, I want to take my mother out of the palace."

Concubine Shu nodded with a firm look in her eyes, "Don't worry, auntie will help you. She is my biological sister and I can't watch her die." She threw a porcelain bottle to Zhao Jingyu, "Find a chance to give it to your mother. She will be dead in a short time and will wake up in fourteen hours. But we need to find a way to burn down this palace so that we can take your mother away quietly."

Zhao Jingyu's pupils shrank after hearing this. "My eldest brother's mourning hall was also destroyed. Could he still be alive?"