The next second, another box of gold was placed in front of Wanwan. It was a particularly large box. "This is five hundred taels of gold. Please accept it, little princess."

"This... I'm just a kid, it's useless for me to have so much money." Wanwan smiled shyly.

Xia Mochen skillfully took out his pocket and poured the box of gold directly into it, "Prime Minister, this is so embarrassing."

"But remember to bring more next time. In Longyan Country, asking our little princess to do something starts at one thousand taels of gold."

Wanwan turned around and looked at Xia Mochen. This boy was becoming more and more shameless the more he was with her.

[This... you took the money and still do this, thinking it's not enough. You're a traitorous minister, but you choose to be my bodyguard. Isn't that a bit of a waste of talent?]

The Prime Minister was embarrassed and looked at Xia Mochen, the old fox. Damn it, he took the money but still tricked him.

The key point was that he had to act as if he was very sorry for Wanwan, "Little Princess... I'm sorry, I didn't understand the rules. I'll make it up next time, next time!"

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about that. Have you been having nightmares lately? Do you dream of ghosts, blood jade bracelets, and runes? Why do you wake up with no energy in the morning?" Wanwan looked at him. "Is this why you came to see me?"

The Prime Minister was shocked. Is this... a fairy descending to earth?

How could a mortal do that? Even if we planted spies in his house, it would be impossible to know what he was dreaming about, right?

He knelt down directly, and said sincerely, "Please, little princess... help me."

Wanwan's expression suddenly grew serious. "There's a dark aura lingering around his brows, and the corners of his mouth are blue. There's a heavy aura of death all over his body. I'm afraid..."