"This is all the rewards that Master has received in recent years for winning battles. The border environment is harsh, and Master thinks of you, so he saved up silver bit by bit from every inch of his hand, leaving it all untouched, for you."
"It's filled with countless jewels, silks, and rare treasures bestowed by His Majesty, enough to fill two entire courtyards! There are also land deeds and properties inside, which the young master previously said he would hand over to you for management!"
Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi suddenly raised his head again, his eyes sparkling with a brilliant light:
"You mean, this is He Jingyan's private residence? It's as big as two entire courtyard houses?"
Qing Tong nodded heavily: "All of it! This is all of Young Master's private savings! Not a single bit is left! These private savings have not been handed over to the Marquis's public accounts. From now on, you will have to allocate funds for Master's food, clothing and other expenses."
"If he makes you angry, then don't feed him or clothe him, just let him go hungry! As for yourself, you can drink as much milk as you want and use whatever kind of charcoal you like!"
As Qing Tong spoke, he didn't forget to hypnotize Song Xizhi:
"So my master is not poor at all! Not weak at all! He enjoys His Majesty's favor and has a much brighter future than the Second Young Master! He has made many plans for you, and he will be waking up soon!"
"Please don't feel wronged and want to abandon him!"
Song Xizhi gripped the key tightly, feeling dizzy from listening.
It felt like being hit by a pie falling from the sky, and this pie was even inlaid with gold!
"I took advantage of him being unconscious and ransacked all his private belongings. Won't he be angry?"
Qing Tong's eyes widened, and he stood up straight: "How could I be angry! This is what I prepared for you! It's only natural that a man's private affairs should be managed by a woman."
"This is what my master taught me!"
Upon hearing this, Song Xizhi immediately stuffed the key into his pocket without the slightest hesitation.
"Where are those two courtyard houses? Are they also in the capital?"
Looking at Song Xizhi's greedy expression, Qing Tong nodded smugly: "They've taken very good care of him. Why don't you go and take a look now?"
Song Xizhi nodded vigorously: "Go! Of course I'll go! Now, secretly take me to see!"
Qing Tong accepted the order and secretly led Song Xizhi out.
Song Xizhi had just stepped out of the door when she hesitated for a moment, feeling as if she had forgotten something.
"Madam? Aren't you leaving?"
Hearing that Qing Tong was urging him on from the front, Song Xizhi didn't want to think about it anymore and jogged after Qing Tong out of the Marquis's mansion.
The two courtyard houses are located in a remote corner of Beijing and usually don't attract much attention.
As soon as Song Xi stepped into the courtyard, he discovered that there was a whole different world inside.
Boxes of jewelry were piled up so high that they couldn't fit inside the house, so they were left out in the courtyard. Vases, screens, and silks were just haphazardly piled up inside the house.
What a waste!
Qing Tong scratched his head, looked at the scene before him, and said apologetically, "Master is away on campaign and didn't have time to deal with these rewards, so they were all just piled up haphazardly in the courtyard. Anyway, they'll all be yours from now on."
He Jingyan doesn't like it? But she does!
Song Xizhi stared at the room full of treasures, his eyes practically glowing green with greed.
She searched for a long time in the two courtyards, carefully counting all the gold and silver treasures, classifying the items and preserving them properly.
She also took back all those precious silks and satins, her favorite vases and screens, and a stack of land deeds.
By the time she returned to Guanmoxuan with her pockets bulging, it was completely dark.
Now she is strong and wealthy, with four dowries and even He Jingyan's private savings in her pocket.
Song Xizhi hummed a little tune all the way, already eager to pamper her dear husband.
"My little beauty, I'm here!"
Guan Moxuan lit lamps everywhere, the candlelight flickering. She slowly lifted the beaded curtain and went into the inner room, where she saw the face she had been longing for day and night.
He Jingyan's shirt was open, revealing his undulating chest and abdominal muscles. He looked incredibly alluring, yet his whole body was ice-cold.
Although he had no expression, Song Xizhi felt that his brows were slightly furrowed, and he looked very unhappy.
Song Xizhi's eyelids twitched!
Only then did he finally remember what he had forgotten.
She went to inspect the private stash of money that He Jingyan had offered as tribute, but she forgot about the owner of the money halfway through her visit.
Presumably, she said she wanted acupuncture in the evening, and Sanqi saw that He Jingyan's whole body was red, so she thought that she deliberately opened her clothes to let him air out after the acupuncture, so she did not dare to go forward and do it rashly.
Song Xi slapped his forehead, feeling somewhat guilty, and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.
As he felt the space around him slowly sink in, He Jingyan knew that his newlywed wife had returned.
That inexperienced wife probably put on a brave face in front of others while performing acupuncture on him, but she was too embarrassed to touch his body in private, so she left shyly without even buttoning her clothes.
The servant who was taking care of him came in, fed him the medicine, and then left, babbling on and on, leaving him lying naked on the bed.
He Jingyan was both angry and helpless, but he also roughly understood what had happened from the servant's words.
He was ambushed on the battlefield, fell off his horse, and became a living dead. He was then sent back to the capital and placed in the residence of the Marquis of Anding.
His new wife, who was skilled in medicine, married him partly to bring him good luck and partly to take care of him.
Thinking of this, He Jingyan could only sigh.
Although he disliked women being close to him, his heart was with the frontier, and he had never thought about marriage, the woman was truly wronged.
Forced into marriage, and with her entire life hanging in the balance on this dying man, she's likely to face a lot of cold stares and criticism.
He Jingyan sighed inwardly. This matter had turned out differently than he had hoped, but the fault did not lie with the woman.
The only one who should be punished is probably Qing Tong, because he agreed to the marriage without any objection!
Fortunately, he was unconscious at the moment, which was common knowledge, and the two had not had any intimate contact, so no serious mistake was made and the woman's reputation was not ruined.
They would then maintain a distant relationship, waiting for him to awaken and return to the battlefield. If she wanted to leave, he would set her free.
If she doesn't want to leave, then give her enough respect, and you can get through the rest of your life dealing with it.
Thinking of this, He Jingyan breathed a sigh of relief, and the heavy weight in his heart finally lifted.
A woman's soft voice rang in my ears, a voice with a hint of coquettishness:
"Husband, I'm so sorry, I left you here all alone... Are you cold?"
The next moment, Song Xizhi stretched out her warm little hand, went straight forward, covered He Jingyan's chest muscles, and rubbed them hard.
"My hands are just warm, let me warm you up so you don't catch a cold."
He Jingyan: ? ? ? ? ?
It felt like an electric shock all over my body.
Feeling the woman roughly kneading his vital chest area, He Jingyan's mind went blank for a moment.
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