Becoming a widow for the sake of good fortune? The short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Wei Qing fell to the ground silently.

In front of him stood a masked young man.

It was impossible to tell the man's exact age, but his eyes were extremely sharp. He flipped his hand and a knife appeared in front of him. With a flick of his finger, the knife bloomed like a flower at his fingertips. The white tip of the knife reflected the man's cold eyes, which were deep and cold.

Huang Bozhong was horrified and his first reaction was to turn around and run away!

But as soon as he moved his feet, the knife also moved, whizzing out and piercing the ground just where his toe stepped. If he had taken a bigger step just now, the foot would have been gone.

He broke out in a cold sweat, fell to his knees, and bowed to the man: "Brave man, brave man, spare my life!"

The man walked slowly closer, pulled out the dagger, and pressed the sharp white blade against Huang Bozhong's face. Huang Bozhong leaned back repeatedly, trying hard to move back.

But soon, he had nowhere to retreat, and there was a solid wall behind him.

He almost leaned against the wall, trembling with fear. He really didn't know how such a thing could happen to him when he was just a small shopkeeper who was paid to work!

The man squatted in front of him and said in a cold voice, "You've enriched yourself quite a bit over the years, right? Where is the real account book?"

Huang Bozhong was stunned and immediately understood that this was the princess's man.

He swallowed hard, shook his head hastily, and when he saw the man's eyes turn cold, he said hurriedly, "I didn't embezzle any money. I really didn't make any money..."

"You're quite loyal!" The man sneered, "Then go and die! I just don't know if your loyal master will treat your parents, wife, and children well if you die!"

As he spoke, he raised the knife in his hand high.

Huang Bozhong was horrified. He was not loyal at all. He was just afraid of getting into trouble.

Between getting into trouble and losing your life, any fool knows how to choose.

He shouted hurriedly: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you!"

"Too late!" The man stabbed down with the knife in his hand.

Under extreme fear, Huang Bozhong's heart almost stopped beating. The sharp tip of the knife, carrying the cry of death, grew bigger and bigger in front of his eyes.

He couldn't make any sound, just stared intently, his pupils constricted, his hands and feet cold.

Finally, he closed his eyes in despair.

But after waiting for a while, the expected pain did not come.

He opened his eyes in confusion, and saw dust rustling before his eyes. The dagger, close to his face, was stuck in the wall behind him.

But the bone-chilling coldness permeated his entire body.

He looked at the person in front of him in horror.

There was no warmth in those cold eyes.

His mind was almost blank, but at this moment, he actually had an infinite desire to survive.

Without even thinking, he blurted out, "The real account book isn't in the shop. It's with the Marquis's wife!"

"Really?"

Seeing that the man seemed unconvinced, he was so anxious that his lips trembled. "Really? We hand over the real account books to Madam Hou every month, and reconcile the accounts at the end of each quarter. We have always done this. As for where the real account books are, I really don't know!"

"You're supposed to hand over the real account books to the Marquis' wife every month? The princess sent someone to inform you two months ago that this shop has long since changed hands. The princess is the real owner! Have you forgotten?"

"Yes, yes! I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten, but..." Huang Bozhong babbled incoherently, "It was the Marquis, the Marquis's wife, who later sent someone to inform us that everything was still the same, and she even asked us to prepare fake account books!"

"Is this a long-term contract or a short-term contract? Are you a son of a marquis or an ordinary commoner?"

Huang Bozhong was so frightened that he told everything he knew. "We have both long-term and short-term contracts. I signed a ten-year contract. Shopkeeper Wei Qingwei is a family son, and Shopkeeper Qi Mingda is a relative of the Marquis's wife. Many people in the shop were arranged by the Marquis's wife, and many of them are family sons of the Marquis's family. It's not that I want to disobey the princess, but more than half of the people in our shop are from the Marquis's family and are all spies of the Marquis's wife. If there is any disturbance, the Marquis' wife will know immediately. I am just an ordinary citizen and I really don't dare to compete with the Marquis's family!"

The man narrowed his eyes. "It's fine if those family members and the Marquis's wife's relatives helped her to falsify the accounts and deceive the Princess, but you, with only a ten-year contract, actually helped to deceive the Princess. Do you think the Marquis's Mansion is bigger than the Prince's Mansion? You're afraid of the Marquis's wife, but not the Princess?"

Huang Bozhong's face looked ashen.

He knew it very well, but he just didn't dare to offend.

"When you go back, compile a list of all the people in the shop. Someone will come to pick it up from you tomorrow. You should know how to do it, right?"

“I know, I know!”

"Okay, get out of here! Remember to recognize your master. If you continue to be confused, no one can save you!"

"Yes, yes!" Huang Bozhong's vest was already soaked with sweat. He carefully moved to the left, afraid that the cold blade would cut him. Then he moved cautiously outward. When he reached the entrance of the alley, he caught a glimpse of the still unconscious Wei Qing from the corner of his eye, and then he ran away.

The man also walked up to Wei Qing, grabbed the front of his shirt, and slapped him in the face.

Wei Qing woke up in pain and opened his mouth to curse, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he found a shiny dagger pressing against his neck.

He immediately swallowed the curse that was about to come out of his mouth, and fear filled his eyes. After begging for mercy, he answered every question. However, he was not as good as Huang Bozhong. When the dagger seemed to stab him, he was frightened and pissed himself.

His answer was pretty much the same.

There are indeed real account books, but they are all with the Marquis's wife.

The man kicked him and said, "Get out!"

Wei Qing didn't care about his wet pants and ran away crawling.

The person pulled off the mask, revealing Yan Xining in disguise. This time, she had made herself uglier, with a black face and a few pockmarks on it.

I just arrived in this world and there are still many things I don’t understand, so Tian Jiaying tricked me.

But it doesn’t matter, just give it a go.

After returning to Prince An's Mansion, she still climbed over the wall to go in and out.

In fact, ever since Jingfeng showed up that day to stop Jingqing, she knew that Chu Jinxun already knew about her disguise to leave. However, it was not convenient for her to go out in men's clothes. There were many people in the mansion and it was better to avoid trouble as much as possible.

Besides, climbing over the wall from Qingwuyuan is closer and more convenient than going through the door.

No one is allowed to enter the inner courtyard of Qingwu Courtyard when she is not there.

At this time, she directly climbed over the wall behind the ear room. After entering her own room, she took off her disguise and changed her clothes. Who would know that she had been out?

She had always done this before.

With a beautiful somersault, she landed steadily in the inner courtyard.

"Bang!" The sound of something falling to the ground.

A pair of frightened eyes stared at her.

Then, the owner of those eyes suddenly let out a roar, picked up a stone from the ground, and pounced at her with his teeth and claws bared!