After the engagement was called off, the senior sister of the sect took the initiative to consummate

"Your Highness, there are so many mouths to feed in the manor, and it requires a lot of spirit stones to cover the expenses."

Inside the hall, Lin Ruoxi's voice was soft but tinged with worry. She held a delicate pastry in her hand and gently offered it to Qin Yichen's lips.

Qin Yichen took a small bite of the pastry, the delicate sweetness slowly melting on his tongue. He looked up at Lin Ruoxi and saw a hint of worry between her brows.

"It doesn't matter,"

He chuckled softly, tapping his fingers lightly on the table. "I have my own way of dealing with the spirit stones."

After saying that, he took out the storage bag that Ye Buqun had given him earlier from his pocket. "There are five thousand high-grade spirit stones here. That should be enough to cover the expenses of the manor for a while."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ruoxi's eyes flashed with admiration and tenderness. She then carefully poured him some tea. "With this, it's indeed enough to cover the household's expenses for a while, but living off our savings isn't a long-term solution. It's difficult for Your Highness to support the entire household with your monthly salary. Why don't you try to do some business?"

You heard right, the salary of a prince is not enough to support the huge Prince Jin's mansion and a hundred or so servants.

The main reason for this is that Qin Yichen has a father who loves to mess with his son.

Qin Yichen nodded slightly, his gaze deep, as if he were pondering a good plan. "A deal is indeed necessary. However, a distant solution cannot quench an immediate thirst; it cannot be rushed!"

As he spoke, he gently stroked the storage bag, a calculating glint in his eyes. "I've just moved into the Prince of Jin's residence, which can be considered a housewarming celebration. According to custom, shouldn't we hold a grand banquet?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Ruoxi's eyes lit up. "Does Your Highness mean to take this opportunity to collect congratulatory gifts to supplement your household income?"

As she spoke, her eyes sparkled, as if she could already see the bustling scene of people coming and going.

A moment later, Hui quickly succumbed, hanging his head dejectedly, and said, "Your Highness has just been brought back to the royal family. He has no foundation in the court and no friends in the city. I'm afraid those who come to congratulate him..."

Lin Ruoxi didn't continue speaking.

But Qin Yichen understood her concerns.

He was simply afraid that very few people would come to offer their congratulations, thus causing the Prince of Jin's mansion and himself to lose face.

But who is Qin Yichen?

How could this situation possibly occur?

He then said meaningfully, "What if holding a housewarming banquet is 'supposedly' His Majesty's idea?"

As clever as Lin Ruoxi was, she could easily understand his implied meaning. Her eyes widened suddenly. "Your Highness... are you planning to use someone else's name to make a big deal out of nothing?"

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze towards Qin Yichen flashing with a mixture of disbelief and realization.

Qin Yichen chuckled softly, a smile tinged with confidence and depth. "What does this have to do with me? Didn't I just say it was just rumor... rumor!"

As he spoke, he slowly stood up, hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, like a banished immortal stepping out of a painting.

Upon hearing this, Lin Ruoxi's eyes lit up, and she involuntarily clenched the handkerchief in her hand, her fingertips turning slightly white, as an indescribable surge of emotion welled up in her heart.

Qin Yichen's words suddenly made her see the light, and she immediately nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, that's what they say!"

Seeing that Lin Ruoxi was so understanding, Qin Yichen's lips curled up slightly, and he whispered a few words in her ear.

Upon hearing this, Lin Ruoxi's face blossomed into a radiant smile, her eyes sparkling with anticipation and admiration, as if she could already foresee the Prince Jin's mansion being brightly decorated, bustling with activity, and filled with guests.

Qin Yichen, dressed in magnificent robes, stood before the gate of the mansion with a smile on his face, welcoming wave after wave of guests who arrived with generous gifts on the orders of "His Majesty".

They were either respectful or curious, but all of them were filled with awe and a desire to please the newly crowned prince.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up, and she secretly plotted how to put this plan into practice.

A moment later, Lin Ruoxi slowly came back to her senses from her daydreams, as if waking from a dream.

Her beautiful eyes blinked gently as she looked at Qin Yichen before her and asked softly, "Your Highness, when is this housewarming banquet scheduled?"

Qin Yichen remained calm and answered without hesitation, "It's set for tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this answer, Lin Ruoxi was slightly taken aback, a look of surprise appearing on her face. She subconsciously asked, "Tomorrow?"

She was clearly quite surprised by the tight schedule.

After a slight hesitation, Lin Ruoxi frowned and continued to ask in confusion, "Your Highness, isn't this time a bit too rushed? After all, preparing a banquet is no simple matter."

Faced with Lin Ruoxi's question, Qin Yichen simply shrugged helplessly and explained with a wry smile, "There's no other way. I'm going to take up my post at the Ministry of Justice prison the day after tomorrow, and I'll be guarding the prison cells there for a whole month! So I can only move this housewarming banquet to tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ruoxi was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, teasingly saying, "Your Highness, are you worried that what you've done will be exposed, so you're making arrangements for your escape route in such a hurry?"

"All right!"

Qin Yichen waved his hand, "Stop teasing me, time is tight and the task is heavy, let's get to the arrangements!"

……

At this moment, in the Ye residence, Zhou Yunjin was sitting quietly in an elegant and secluded study.

When she heard about what had happened in the court that day—that Qin Yichen had donated 10,000 high-grade spirit stones to the disaster area and had also made a noteworthy bet with Qin Muchen—she was deeply moved.

Her once calm heart was now rippled with emotion, and her mood became somewhat heavy.

Zhou Yunjin frowned slightly, waved her hand gently, and summoned her personal maid, Xiao Cui, who had been waiting by her side, to her side.

Xiao Cui walked lightly to the table and respectfully called out softly, "Madam,"

Zhou Yunjin raised her head slightly, her gaze slowly falling on the table in front of her, which was set with exquisite tea sets.

She extended her slender, jade-like fingers, gently grasped the handle of the teacup, and then gracefully brought the hot tea in the cup to her mouth, taking a small sip.

After a moment, Zhou Yunjin put down her teacup, turned to look at Xiao Cui, and asked softly, "Xiao Cui..."

Her voice was as gentle and pleasant as ever, but it seemed to reveal a faint, almost imperceptible worry. "Let me ask you, how many spirit stones does our household currently have available for use?"

Upon hearing Zhou Yunjin's question, Xiao Cui dared not be negligent and quickly replied softly, "Replying to Madam, the manor currently has a total of 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, 50,000 mid-grade spirit stones, 20,000 high-grade spirit stones, and 1,000 top-grade spirit stones!"

(Note: The common currencies in the Xuanhuang Continent are spirit coins and spirit stones. One hundred spirit coins are equal to one low-grade spirit stone, one hundred low-grade spirit stones are equal to one hundred mid-grade spirit stones, one hundred mid-grade spirit stones are equal to one high-grade spirit stone, and one hundred high-grade spirit stones are equal to one top-grade spirit stone!)

After listening to Xiao Cui's report, Zhou Yunjin pondered for a moment, then decisively gave the order: "Here's what we'll do, Xiao Cui, take out 20,000 high-grade spirit stones and personally deliver them to the Prince of Jin's residence. Remember, this matter must be done discreetly, and no one should be allowed to notice anything amiss."

"Huh? Send spirit stones to the Prince of Jin's residence?"

Xiao Cui's eyes widened in disbelief. "No way, Madam! You're practically giving yourself away for free!"

"Speak up!"

Zhou Yunjin retorted playfully, "I'm already that nemesis to you, let alone a mere spirit stone!"

Hearing this, Xiao Cui couldn't help but shake her head, muttering, "Madam, has anyone ever told you that you really do resemble those legendary love-struck women?"