A daughter from a prominent family is desired by many, yet the daughter of the Yong family is sought by none. Noble families consider her nouveau riche and vulgar, while scholarly houses pride them...
Zhao Shu's gaze fell on the clerk behind him, who was dressed in a purple robe and pursed his lips. When he saw Zhao Shu looking at him, he even made an angry face. "It's alright, thank you for your trouble, sir."
"I'm glad Your Highness doesn't blame me for acting on my own initiative." Zheng Hongsheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, his gaze inadvertently glancing at Wei Tingsi, whom he had deliberately ignored. He was startled and quickly looked away. This man had a strong aura. Dressed in all black with only his eyes showing, he gave people the feeling that this was his territory. Unlike Young Master Huo, who was as gentle as a breeze, the two were like a warm spring breeze and a cold winter wind.
With Zheng Hongsheng's arrival, several constables also dressed up, their faces pale and their expressions fierce. Zhao Shu nodded secretly. Although it was a bit fake, seeing such a group of people in the middle of the night was still extremely frightening.
“Mr. Huo, I would like to borrow Duozi for a while, is that alright?” Zhao Shu suddenly asked.
Huo Baichuan glanced at Duozi, then looked up at Zhao Shu, "What are you doing?"
In early spring, a white robe was brought out. Zhao Shu took the white robe in her hand and said, "I'll pretend to be the ghost of my mother."
Originally, she planned to have Xiao Guozi or Xiao Zhuzi play the role, but they were both injured. After learning that they were injured, she planned to have Wei Tingsi play the role. But then Huo Baichuan barged in, so the responsibility naturally fell to Duozi.
Duo Zi remained motionless, without even a hint of expression. Upon hearing Zhao Shu's words, Huo Baichuan laughed and said, "No problem, I'll lend it to you."
Zhao Shu gestured for Chu Chun to hand the white robe to Duo Zi, "No need to speak, just walk slowly in front of Jiang Yue."
Duozi put on the white robe, and Zhao Shu gestured to Chuchun, "Dress up Duozi."
Huo Baichuan gave a few forced laughs, "Little Princess, you stole my idea, aren't you going to thank me?"
Zhao Shu rolled her eyes at him. "How do you want me to thank you, sir? How about giving up 20% of the shares in Sanguzhai?"
Huo Baichuan immediately protested, "You can't act like that. You should repay kindness."
Zhao Shu fell silent. She tragically realized that Huo Baichuan had also saved her. She hadn't avenged her great grudge, but she owed him a great debt of gratitude.