Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

"If you need money, come to me! I'm the daughter of the Fifth Prince! If you have any difficulties, just come to me!" When Xiaoyanzi heard that the man in front of her couldn't even afford the money to bury her father, she quickly reached into her sleeve, pulled out several high-denomination banknotes, and quickly handed them to the man, muttering, "Here, take this money and make sure your father is buried properly!"

Bai Yinshuang hesitated upon seeing this, but she eventually carefully pulled one out. Her eyes were filled with gratitude, and she thanked him with a slightly trembling voice, "Xiaoyanzi, I really don't know how to thank you enough. I will definitely find a way to return the money to you."

However, Xiaoyanzi stuffed all the remaining banknotes into Bai Yinshuang's hands with an impatient look on her face, and said loudly: "Oh, I told you not to pay it back, so don't pay it back! You will be left alone in the future. If you don't have some money, how will you live? Hurry up and put away this money and bury your father properly. I have other important things to do, so I'll take my leave now!" After that, she turned around and walked towards the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiaoyanzi stepped out of the door, she saw a man in luxurious clothes running towards her in a hurry, followed closely by two followers.

This person was Fu Cha Haozhen. He had just seen Xiao Yanzi and was about to ask a few questions when his eyes were suddenly drawn to Bai Yinshuang, who was sitting on the ground with tears in her eyes. Looking closely, he saw a body lying on the ground in front of Bai Yinshuang. It was actually her adoptive father!

Fu Cha Haozhen's heart tightened. He stepped forward quickly and asked anxiously, "Yinshuang, the ground is freezing cold. How could you be so careless and just sit here? How did your father die?"

Bai Yinshuang bit her lip, trembling slightly as she reached out her hand. Without anyone noticing, she secretly pinched the inside of her fair, tender thigh. Instantly, a sharp pain shot through her, but she endured it, not letting the pain show on her face.

Then, crystal clear tears slid down her delicate cheeks like pearls from a broken string. Her petite body trembled like a leaf in the wind, and then she threw herself into Fu Cha Haozhen's warm and generous arms without hesitation, snuggling up to him as if she had found a safe haven, and burst into tears.

Unlike the earth-shattering, wailing she'd done when facing Xiaoyanzi just now, Bai Yinshuang now shed silent tears, her sobs so soft they were barely audible. Yet, it was this silent crying that made her seem even more pitiful and fragile, like a flower ravaged by a storm, truly endearing.

Xiaoyanzi, who was watching this scene, was instantly enraged. Her eyes widened as she angrily questioned Fucha Haozhen, "Are you really Yinshuang's man? Her father has passed away, and you can't even afford to bury him! How can a man like you be so irresponsible?"

Surprisingly, upon hearing Xiaoyanzi's blunt accusation, Fucha Haozhen wasn't angry; he didn't even frown. Instead, his face was filled with pity. He lowered his head and gently gazed at Bai Yinshuang, who was crying heartbrokenly in his arms. He said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Yinshuang. It's all my fault. I'll tell them to bury your father quickly and properly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Kouzi and Akdan, who had been standing nearby waiting for orders, immediately stepped forward, quickly and gently lifted the cold corpse on the ground, and hurried out the door, ready to find a Feng Shui treasure land for the deceased to rest in peace.

At this moment, Bai Yinshuang was still curled up in Fu Cha Haozhen's arms, tears pouring out like a flood, crying so hard that she could hardly breathe. She seemed completely immersed in great sorrow, and had no intention of getting up from that warm embrace.

Seeing this, Xiaoyanzi shook her head helplessly, muttering something, and turned to leave the room. Before leaving, she did not forget to gently close the heavy door with a dull sound.

Bai Yinshuang glanced at the closed courtyard door, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and then she fainted.

Fu Cha Haozhen was extremely anxious and called out several times, but the person in front of him still had her eyes closed and did not respond. In desperation, he could only carefully pick her up and quickly walk towards the bedroom.

After gently placing her on the bed, he was about to turn around to find a towel to wipe her face when the unconscious woman suddenly grabbed his sleeve tightly, mumbling incoherently, "Dad, don't go, don't leave Yinshuang...Haozhen, don't go, I miss you so much..."

Hearing these whispers, Fu Cha Haozhen couldn't help but feel ecstatic. He had thought that since they hadn't seen each other during the long period of recuperation, she might have forgotten him. He hadn't expected that he was so important to her.

He couldn't help but lower his head and gently kissed her smooth forehead.

However, at this moment, the woman under him seemed to wake up from a dream. She suddenly stretched out her hands and hugged his neck. With a strong pull, she pulled him down on her soft body.

At the same time, she slowly opened her eyes, her eyes blurred and affectionate, and she murmured in a low voice: "Haozhen, I am the only one left now. You will always stay by my side, right?"

Before she finished speaking, she couldn't wait to raise her head and kissed him hard on the lips.

Fu Cha Haozhen's face flushed crimson, and his breathing quickened. Under the guidance and manipulation of the woman's delicate hands, his mind gradually lost, and he began to slowly remove her flimsy clothing...

The quiet courtyard was suddenly filled with embarrassing noises.

That day, Ziwei walked out of the house with the fruits of her labor, found Jin Houming, and handed him the seeds. "Have someone find a hot spring and plant all these seeds. The people will depend on them for their crops in the future."

The seeds that she transformed with wood spiritual energy not only have lower requirements for the living environment, but also have a yield several times higher than before.

Jin Houming sighed as he heard her say this. This princess was truly naive. The weather was already cold, so how could food grow there? But he didn't argue. She would understand when nothing grew.

"Don't worry, Princess. I will make all the arrangements."

Ziwei nodded and hurried into the palace with the other things in her hands.