Although her mother gave her a dowry, it wasn't much of value, which made her mother-in-law look at her differently. In the past two years, she has come to realize more and more that if she wants to live with dignity, she must be generous; otherwise, she can't even order the servants around.
After agreeing on a meeting place, before Mo Lan could get up and leave, a carriage slowly came to a stop. Granny Chen, who had left earlier, jumped off the carriage, glanced at Mo Lan, and then walked up to Xiong Yanyan.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Madam."
"It's good that you're here, let's go." Xiong Yanyan raised her chin slightly, holding the brocade box in her hand, and with the help of the two people, she got into the carriage and drove away.
Mo Lan watched the departing carriage and the Yuan family sign hanging on it, then whispered to Han Shuang, "Investigate the Yuan family later."
"Yes, boss." Han Shuang replied, watching the departing carriage with a calm expression. "What use is it for the boss to help someone who doesn't know what's good for them?"
"Not for her, but to make my second uncle feel better." Looking back, my second uncle knows that his daughter has married well, and that puts his mind at ease.
"Understood, Your subordinate."
When the master and servant returned to the courtyard of the inn, Qin Su was drinking tea and reading a book. When he saw Mo Lan return, he couldn't help but frown.
"Your wound hasn't healed yet, how did you run out?"
"Aren't you busy anymore?" Mo Lan walked over and sat down, speaking calmly.
"I wasn't too busy, just dealt with some things at hand." Thinking about how he had been avoiding Mo Lan these past few days, Qin Su felt inexplicably guilty.
"Are you planning to leave?" Guan County is a place of trouble and conflict; it's not suitable for him to stay for long.
"And you, what are your plans?" Qin Su looked at Mo Lan, his eyes burning for a moment before returning to calm.
“Of course I continued south,” Mo Lan said, taking a sip of tea. It was sweet and refreshing, much better than the coarse tea sold on the street.
"Here you go, you might find it useful."
"What's this?" It was a sandalwood plaque with the Qin character engraved on it in seal script. Mo Lan was puzzled; why was she being given this?
"This is a token of gratitude for saving my life. If needed, take this and you can seek help from any property owned by the Qin family." Qin Su said, his eyes flickering slightly, a hint of unease in them.
"I'd rather not refuse. Will this be enough to pay you silver?" Mo Lan teased, fiddling with the sandalwood token.
A faint fragrance lingers in the air, bringing a sense of tranquility and peace. Even if it has no other practical use, it still has a calming effect.
"...Fifty thousand taels or less, can be withdrawn at will." Qin Su twitched the corner of his lips, stared into Mo Lan's eyes, and parted his thin lips slightly.
Mo Lan: "......"
Can you really get silver?
She just said it casually.
Holding the cards in her hand, Mo Lan felt they were burning hot.
"You can really withdraw money? In that case, I'd rather not take it." Although she always worked hard to earn money, she didn't have the habit of taking other people's things for no reason.
"What, you're scared of a mere fifty thousand taels of silver?" Qin Su felt uncomfortable seeing her treating his personal token like a hot potato.
“It’s not that I’m afraid, but I feel it’s inappropriate. I’m not short of money, so what would I need this for? Besides, this should be a token that symbolizes your identity, right?” Mo Lan looked at it over and over several times. Just by looking at the luster of the sandalwood, she knew that this item was often held and handled by people.
“You’re right, it is indeed my personal token. Seeing the token is like seeing the master himself.” Qin Su raised an eyebrow and spoke truthfully.
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