Top white, rich and beautiful, the princess is reborn and the revenge story

Yang Yi has been a little troubled recently. He sat on the roof with a pot of wine, wanting to drink it but not wanting to. He brought it to his lips but was reluctant to open it.

In the room opposite, the window was open and Zhao Baozhu was dressing up. She had been busy for more than half an hour and still hadn't finished.

Yang Yi sighed. Why is it so troublesome for a woman to go out? She said she wanted to go out as soon as the sun came out, and now the sun is almost overhead and she hasn't finished cleaning up yet.

I finally swallowed the wine, but it tasted a bit bitter.

I have been with Zhao Baozhu for more than twenty days. In the first few days, the two of them were in bed every day. One was a young man who had just started having sex, and the other was a young wife who had not had much experience. The two of them were unexpectedly compatible, and they were very affectionate and happy.

Yang Yi is willing to kill for Zhao Baozhu. If anyone dares to look at her for even a second, Yang Yi will draw his sword. He will not allow anyone to touch his woman, not even to look at her.

Zhao Baozhu was also willing to spend money on Yang Yi and bought him the most fashionable clothes in Chang'an City. She replaced his hair scarf with a jade hoop, his cowhide belt with a jade belt, his coarse cloth clothes with silk and satin, and even had small gold beads sewn on his shoes.

Yang Yi looks very luxurious now, but he is not happy sometimes. He doesn't want to wear these at all. Whenever he climbs over the eaves and walls, these things will jingle and expose his whereabouts.

In fact, he still has a little inferiority complex. He thinks that he is a man and a hero, and he should buy things for women instead of asking women to buy things for him.

Yang Yi took out a silver note, which was a thank-you gift from Zhao Yuanqing, worth ten thousand taels.

He handed it to Zhao Baozhu generously, "Here, use it to buy things!"

Zhao Baozhu took it, looked at it, then smiled and said angrily, "This little money you have is only enough to buy the jade pendant you are wearing."

"what?"

Yang Yi picked up the fancy jade pendant at his waist and asked, "What are you talking about? This stone is worth ten thousand taels?"

"No, to be exact, it's 11,000 taels. This is a spring-colored brocade, and it's carved by a master, so this price is still a bargain."

Yang Yi stopped talking. Only at this moment did he remember that Zhao Baozhu was a princess. She really was a princess!

In bed, they were naked facing each other, as if they were equals, and he could show his masculinity and conquer the princess.

But when he got under the bed, he became a ranger from the mountains, and a very poor one at that.

The princess was very rich, but he was very poor. He seemed unworthy of the princess and he couldn't even afford a jade pendant.

Zhao Baozhu thought highly of him. Seeing that he was unhappy, she hurriedly said, "They are just vulgar people. Don't worry about them. Compared with your martial arts, they are worthless."

After hearing this, Yang Yi became happy. Yes, he had the ability and he could protect Zhao Baozhu. He was not useless.

But every aspect of life was still reminding him that his life was far from that of Zhao Baozhu. He wanted to fly away like a wild crane, sing or drink, return to the mountains and forests, and be happy.

But Zhao Baozhu preferred to dress up like an exquisite doll, and take a lot of money to the shop to buy things, either jewelry, clothes, or a bunch of useless things. But after buying them, she didn't use them, just piled them there, and would go shopping again every two days.

Or, Zhao Baozhu would call some singing and dancing girls from the Opera House. She would sit upstairs and drink and eat, while the singing and dancing girls would play and sing below. When the sun set, the singing and dancing girls would disperse, leaving only Zhao Baozhu, who was drunk, lying on the table, muttering something.

There were a lot of people, the music was beautiful, and Zhao Baozhu was laughing happily, but Yang Yi felt that she was very sad. She was so rich and powerful, and now she had him, so why was she still so miserable?

Every time at this time, Yang Yi would jump out of the window, pick up Zhao Baozhu, and hold her tightly in his arms. Her thin shoulders were pressed against his chest, her eyes that were full of smiles were tightly closed, and she was as well-behaved as an innocent little girl. That was the most peaceful moment for the two of them.

But that was rarely the case, most of the time they were what they are today.

Zhao Baozhu packed up and came out of the house, calling to Yang Yi on the roof, "Come down, we're leaving."

Yang Yi threw the wine jug and it clattered to the ground, angering Zhao Baozhu. "How rude! I've told you so many times."

"I won't do that next time. Where are we going?"

"I went to Xingye Teahouse and made an appointment with a few agents. I want to buy a few farms."

It was time to buy something again. Yang Yi remained silent. He couldn't even afford the jade pendant, so Zhuangzi certainly couldn't afford it either.

"Let's go then."

The two took a carriage to Yongningfang in the East Market, where Xingye Teahouse was located.

Xingye Teahouse is a teahouse on the surface, but because businessmen and middle-class people from the East Market often gather here, it has gradually become a distribution center for buying and selling. Businessmen and middle-class people who have good houses, farms and shops usually bring them here to trade first, and buyers who want to find a good place also come here first.

When there are too many buyers, the brokers and the public will auction it off, and the highest bidder will win.

Today, Zhao Baozhu heard that there was an auction at Xingye Teahouse and that there would be several good farms on sale, so she wanted to come and take a look.

Ever since Zhao Baozhu has been with Yang Yi, she has wanted to live a stable life. After all, she is a princess and has some gold and silver. Although her brother, the third prince, doesn't care much about her now, she always has her mother to protect her. In addition, now she has a powerful knight like Yang Yi by her side, so no one can bully her.

Therefore, Zhao Baozhu wanted to maintain this life, but Yang Yi was not productive. He did not hold an official position and had no salary, nor did he know how to do business to earn money. They had a lot of expenses, and they could not just live off their savings. They had to find a way to make money.

After much thought, Zhao Baozhu found out that recreational activities were popular recently, and she also wanted to buy a farm, plant some flowers and trees, and set up some kind of winding stream and flowing wine-drinking entertainment, renting it out to tourists and poets to make some money.

If this doesn't work, then buy some land, grow crops and fruit. You won't lose money, right? Land is the most honest thing. As long as you plant on it, you will always have a harvest.

But Zhao Baozhu was unwilling to tell Yang Yi these things. She was afraid that he would despise her for having no money and run away. Yang Yi was very handsome, more handsome than any man she had ever seen. What if he despised her for being poor and went to find another woman? Several noble ladies asked her where she found such a handsome man.

Zhao Baozhu also had an inferiority complex. She was unable to have children, but she didn't tell Yang Yi.

Every time after they made love in bed, Yang Yi would fantasize that maybe you were already pregnant with my child. If you give birth to a son, I will teach him martial arts. If you give birth to a daughter, you will teach her how to dress up. Our children will definitely grow up beautifully.

When talking about this, Zhao Baozhu felt a little sad and often couldn't sleep for half the night, but she forced herself to agree, "Okay, okay."

Whenever she felt despair, Zhao Baozhu would think, if not money, then power. Only in this way could she keep Yang Yi. Otherwise, what would she do when she got old and no longer looked good?

Both of them were heavy-hearted when they arrived at the third floor of Xingye Teahouse, where the auction was being held.