He may not know it, but those people are all acting in his name.

Therefore, he is not innocent either.

He is indeed charitable, but he also genuinely makes ill-gotten gains.

Moreover, he fully supported the Eighth Prince during the middle of the struggle for the throne, and later he sent tens of thousands of taels of silver to the Fourteenth Prince.

Where did that money come from?!

Thinking of this, Shirley felt a surge of anger.

Sherry: If you dare to delay my good deeds, I won't hesitate to chop up your chicken and feed it to the dogs!

Xue Li's smile grew even sweeter, her eyes sparkling, which inexplicably aroused Yin Tang.

Shirley glanced at him and went into the bedroom.

Yinzhen hurriedly went to take a bath.

When he rushed back, Shirley was looking at the household accounts.

Yinzhen paused for a moment, and by the time he realized what was happening, he was already half-reclined on the soft couch.

"I've lost weight, see? I really don't understand why you like abs. You'd be better off with a fortune around your waist!"

Yinzhen glanced at the loose-fitting clothes and muttered unwillingly.

"Sir, don't you know?"

Sherry lifted Yinzhen's chin, scrutinizing his increasingly defined features.

"What?" Yin Tang asked, looking puzzled.

“Because, the little belly—the chicken grows long!” Sherry said in a serious tone.

After hesitating for a while, Yinzhen suddenly realized what was happening.

His pupils contracted sharply, and his cheeks flushed red.

"You, you, you—" Yin Tang wanted to say something but couldn't, and was somewhat speechless.

Sherry was overjoyed and wiggled around on his lap.

Yinzhen fell silent, looking up at the sky with a languid posture, his forehead practically screaming, "Do as you please!"

Sherry smiled gently.

Spring warmth and a hundred flowers

Fish and water are in harmony

Deeply in love

Tall and slender, embroidered shoes with phoenix head red

...

Birdsty Pond Island

Sweat soaked through the embroidery bed, making the task even more urgent.

Both wrists gradually became terrified

...

Yinzhen seemed to have been completely drained and was panting heavily. After a short rest, Xue Li began to ask questions formally.

"Is the myna bird asking you for money?"

"...Hmm, the maternal family of the myna bird is not prominent and is short of money!"

"Are you sure?" Sherry thought he was seriously ill. How could the Xin Zhe Ku be out of money?

"...Ahem, what's wrong?" Yin Tang seemed to have thought of something and felt inexplicably guilty.

"If you borrow and repay, it's easy to borrow again. Has he ever repaid you?" Shirley admired herself; she knew how to guide people.

"...Not yet, Eighth Brother is short of money." Yin Tang thought of something and added a sentence to make up for it.

"What, are you his money bag or his father? He'll take advantage of you if he doesn't have money?" Sherry couldn't resist the urge to slap him.

"...No, it's no big deal, why are you making such a fuss?" Yinzhen was unhappy with the current atmosphere and didn't like others pointing fingers at him.

"It's not that bad. I just feel that you've been tricked quite a bit, Master. Did Eighth Brother save your life?" Shirley said this, constantly reminding herself, "I mustn't commit domestic violence, I mustn't commit domestic violence..."

"We grew up together!" Yin Tang said, somewhat unconvinced.

"Who didn't you grow up with? Or rather, why didn't the tenth brother ever ask you for money?" Shirley looked at his loyal appearance, as if the eighth brother had bewitched him.

"Old Ten is not lacking!"

"The Tenth Prince treats you like a brother, he wouldn't shamelessly ask you for money. Besides, Father Emperor gave everyone the same resettlement allowance, so why isn't he short of it? Is it because he needs the money for something? To win over the court officials?"

"Fujin, you can't just say things like that!" Yinzhen's expression was unpleasant.

Sherry put it down and laughed in anger. "Can't you reason with me?"

"Yin Tang, remember this: I don't care about your past! Just remember this: if the household accounts don't match the silver, I will report it directly to Father Emperor and let the brothers see what the unassuming Eighth Prince is planning to do with so much silver!"

Yinzhen's face turned ugly.

"That's what Grandpa earned—"

"You're talking to me about who's who?!" Sherry grabbed his collar, her eyes filled with coldness.

Yinzhen lay half-reclined, forced to raise his face, feeling inexplicably afraid, but still looking defiant.

"I didn't break up with you, but don't meddle in our business!"

“Okay!” Shirley said, and tied Yinzhen’s hands together.

Yinzhen lay on the bed, his face filled with terror.

Sherry smiled gently, like water.

"This concubine only needs to serve Master well..."

As she spoke, she tied a pretty bow on her "gift box" with red silk.

Then Sherry blew out a candle and began to dance, wearing a transparent robe.

Backlit, Yinzhen could clearly see the curves beneath the thin veil; he knew how beautiful it was there…

Yin Tang's nose started bleeding instantly.

Sherry ignored her and continued dancing.

After a while, Yinzhen spoke up, unable to contain himself any longer: "Yaoling, stop jumping, okay? Come here!"

"No, I've prepared this for a long time. Do you like it, my lord?"

"I like it, I like it very much, but you can let me go if you want!"

"Alright, I won't be like you, my lord, unable to distinguish right from wrong!"

As Shirley spoke, she walked over step by step, took out the flower dew she had carefully blended and prepared, and its rich fragrance gradually spread to Yinzhen's chest and abdomen.

Shirley, without changing her expression, wiped away his nosebleed and then gently massaged it. Her pale, delicate fingertips seemed to pluck the strings of a zither, and Yinzhen almost cried.

"Yao Ling, could you please untie that bow?"

"..."

"Yao Ling, could you please untie my hands?"

"..."

"Yao Ling, I'm in so much pain, please listen to me..." Yin Tang had already started crying.

Sherry watched coldly, her smile gentle and tender.

"No, a wife should follow her husband's lead. I will follow my master's example and oppose him!"

Yinzhen looked at her with some surprise and anger, but before he could say anything, Xue Li's red mandarin duck bodice gagged him.

Sydney blew out the lamp and went to bed.

Yinzhen whimpered in frustration, then struggled to soothe himself.

Sherry was already fast asleep.

The next day, Yinzhen had already left.

For the next five days, they did not see him, nor did they see him return home.

I heard that He Yuzhu has returned, so Shirley summoned him.

Upon seeing the summons from the mistress of the mansion, He Yuzhu rushed over.

How was the trip?

He Yuzhu glanced at Xue Li, then paused and said, "She's alright!"

“Heh~” Sherry carefully examined the eunuch.

He Yuzhu hunched his back slightly, his posture respectful.

“Bullying the weak and abusing your power, He Yuzhu, if even a little bit of that gets to me, your master won’t be able to protect you!”

Sherry placed a puppet talisman on him.

He gets angina whenever he has a wicked thought.

If one harbors murderous intent, one will die from heart palpitations!

Thinking of this, Shirley thought of Qin Daoran, the steward of the manor in history.

He's still in Wuxi right now!

"How dare I? I only follow my master's orders and earn clean money!" He Yuzhu said with a fawning expression.

"Alright, where's the ledger?" Shirley stared at him quietly, and He Yuzhu took it out of his pocket with a stiff expression.