Quick transmigration, she doesn't love anyone!

As for the prince trying to please his wife by buying her hairpins, Yue Shan interpreted it as a sign of guilt.

He kept saying that his wife was a good person, and the prince always warned him that his wife was a tyrant's woman and told him to stay away from her.

He heard everything last night; the lady is not the same lady she used to be, and she doesn't want to be a tyrant's subordinate. Now the prince shouldn't doubt the lady anymore.

After they finished eating, Yun Qiao paid the bill and took them home.

Saving money is so hard, but spending it is like water flowing away.

Yue Shan was called away on another mission by his boss, and Yun Qiao could do nothing but prepare some medicine for him.

Her money-making plans are temporarily off the table, but she keeps meticulous records of everything.

She sat at the table at night writing and calculating, while Qin Xiangming sat obediently beside her, curious about what she was writing, though he couldn't understand it.

Yun Qiao glanced at the curious fool, blew on the ink on the ledger, and tried to explain to him.

"The first part is my savings. I've spent quite a bit recently, so this is the smallest amount. The second part is Yue Shan's savings, which is much more than mine. The third part is yours, Xiao Ming. The silver notes you gave me at the last meal, plus... plus the money I helped you deposit. See? You're very wealthy now."

She almost let it slip; after finding out where the housekeeper hid the money, she stole it for the simpleton quite a few times.

She is now the poorest person in the family.

uncomfortable.

"Yue Shan's monthly salary for taking care of you is four taels, so you have to give him two taels every month. As your elder, I will cover half of that and also give him two taels. I used to pay for it all, but now that you are well-off, it's not unreasonable for you to pay half. Don't say I'm bullying a fool."

Seeing Xiaoming's seemingly confused and foolish expression, Yun Qiao sighed.

"We still need to find a way to make money."

Qin Xiangming frowned when he saw Yun Qiao propping her head up in worry.

She was too calculating; he didn't ask the housekeeper to hide the money so that she could keep it for him.

She can take it and spend it herself; it's for her.

However, Yun Qiao has her own set of standards for doing things.

Take stealing, for example. She would never approve of it, but if she felt that it was to get back the money that belonged to him, she could flexibly break her own rules.

Qin Xiangming found it difficult to clearly define what kind of person Yun Qiao was.

It's a kind of foolish kindness, but not rigid or inflexible.

She also knows how to weigh and calculate, even though Qin Xiangming doesn't know how she calculates, she always ends up losing out without even realizing it.

If her plan was to escape the tyrant, the best way would have been to take all her money and leave now, but she insisted on taking him and that fool Yue Shan with her.

With that little money and savings, they paid him two taels of silver every month, and the rest of the money had to be saved to help Yue Shan redeem himself.

Although Yue Shan could not possibly redeem himself, Qin Xiangming still felt somewhat uneasy.

After all, they are now nominally a family, and it's not right for her stepmother to spend money on a man from another family.

But she was at the prime of her life and could not remain a widow.

Even if she can't remain a widow, she should at least have better taste. Why did she choose that idiot Yue Shan? The two of them together don't even have one brain. Are they just waiting to be swindled out of their fortunes later?

While I was thinking, there were two knocks on the window, followed by the sound of something heavy falling outside.

Qin Xiangming had already seen Yun Qiao curiously get up to open the window while he was on guard.

I glanced out the window and saw a person lying down.

Yun Qiao frowned. "God of Wealth?"

While she was wondering, the God of Wealth grabbed her arm and helped her up, struggling to turn over and come inside, before fainting again with relief.

Seeing that there was no danger, Qin Xiangming lowered his eyes and pretended to be stupid.

Yun Qiao treated the God of Wealth's wounds and instructed Qin Xiangming to move the person to a corner of the room and hide him.

It was already very late when they finished their activities. After sending Qin Xiangming back to sleep, Yun Qiao also went to rest.

The God of Wealth woke up again two days later, and Yun Qiao smiled with concern and attentiveness.

He unconsciously frowned and shifted his position. "Thank you."

Yun Qiao smiled disapprovingly, saying it was too formal.

With just a glance, the dazed, simple-minded boy beside her obediently handed the bill to Yun Qiao.

"The consultation fee plus the cost of the medicine is one hundred taels. Thank you for your patronage."

The God of Wealth pursed his lips and counted out seventy taels of silver from his pocket.

It's not a bad deal to pay for his life, especially since she didn't take advantage of his vulnerability to steal all his money.

Yun Qiao blinked.

Ok?

The God of Wealth frowned. "You still owe me thirty taels. I never lend money to others; you are the first."

Huh? It's not free? Yun Qiao was stunned.

Even the God of Wealth was bewildered. She grabbed him and asked if he had thirty taels of silver, implying it was a loan.

After a moment's hesitation, he took out another thirty taels, saying, "I'm not in a hurry to pay you back."

One thing at a time. Since she doesn't plan to pay it back for the time being, then let's not pay it back for now.

Yun Qiao blinked and looked at him. "Brother, talking about money is too formal. There's a business deal I'd like to invite you to participate in..."

After a long pause, the God of Wealth frowned. A clinic?

"Why are you looking for me?"

Yun Qiao asked, puzzled, "Aren't we friends?"

The God of Wealth looked at her without saying a word.

Yun Qiao's face immediately fell. "Brother, you don't know, I'm short of money. I have a lover to support, and then there's my stupid son who doesn't understand anything. He doesn't eat or dress well every day, and he's malnourished. My life is so miserable."

It's so hard to make genuine friends these days; you have to force her to complain about being poor.

The God of Wealth looked at her tearful appearance, then at Qin Xiangming.

"Your son is quite tall."

They don't look like poor kids who are shortchanged.

Yun Qiao smiled shyly, "Really? Thank you for the compliment. He's also very hardworking. Xiao Ming, thank your God of Wealth Uncle."

Qin Xiangming blinked and hid behind Yun Qiao.

The God of Wealth remained expressionless.

Yun Qiao felt awkward. "The child is shy, but that won't stop us from doing business. You invest in me, and we'll split the profits 40/60, okay?"

Relying on the Prince's mansion only leads to being bullied, so she'll find another backer. She's determined to open this clinic; she has to fight for her pride.

If even your boss has rebellious intentions, he must have some trump card up his sleeve. Besides, they're both working for the tyrant now, so there's no risk in cooperating with them.

Seeing that the God of Wealth remained silent, Yun Qiao threatened, "Since ancient times, those who save a life have been rewarded with their bodies. Will you invest or repay him with your body?"

Since he's seriously injured and can't run away anyway, threatening him isn't too much to ask.

After a long stalemate, the God of Wealth relented, "Let's split it 50/50."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qiao immediately put on a kind and friendly smile and turned around to rummage through the items.

They took out a bunch of bottles and jars and started tearing off the God of Wealth's clothes.

The God of Wealth held on tightly, saying, "Four-six it is, four-six it is."

Yun Qiao was taken aback. "Oh, that's fine then. Let go of me first, and I'll apply the medicine for you. The cheap medicine we used before was slow to heal, but now that we're friends, I'll use the expensive one for you."

I don't know what these people are doing all day long; they all have knife or sword wounds.

She's gained experience in treating these conditions.

The God of Wealth understood and released his grip, saying, "Fifty-fifty."

Yun Qiao, with a cold expression, changed her mind again, put down the medicine in her hand, and started picking and choosing again.

Upon seeing this, the God of Wealth frowned and said, "Forty-six."

His life is in someone else's hands, why should he care about money? He's just used to being a miser.