Chapter 21: Property
Qin Shu and Su Erye were sitting on Su Luo's right. Su Erye quietly pushed the bowl out a little bit, with ecstasy in his eyes.
It is said that the Regent is moody and his emotions are unpredictable. What if Fang beat him just now as a test, and now that he has passed the test, he wants to recruit him for his own use?
Even when Master Su was about to say "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your great kindness" -
The braised lion's head was placed on the sulu rice and rolled.
Everyone looked at the chopsticks in unison.
"The princess loves to eat, eat more."
Su Luo's face flushed red, and she lowered her head in shame. She stuffed the chopsticks of braised lion's head into her mouth, swallowed it, and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Qin Shu is quick-witted.
Why did the prince pick up food for Su Luo?
Su Luo is the Crown Prince's Consort. Is this a way for the Prince to care for the soldiers?
After the meal, Mr. Su, Qin Shu and the others should have left, but because the Regent was here, Mr. Su insisted on staying overnight.
Jiang Zhou pulled Yun Yiyi aside and whispered, "Let's leave quickly. Don't offend this evil spirit. We should avoid it and come back another day."
Yun Yiyi glared at Jiang Zhou resentfully: "You just slapped me, and I haven't even come to settle the score with you yet. You just keep avoiding me. Why don't you learn from Master Su and climb up by drilling holes in your head?"
"If I stay here any longer, you might get slapped again, or even punished." Jiang Zhou's eyes darkened. "You fool, you don't know the seriousness of the matter. Do you think you can discuss the Regent?"
After he said this, he looked around, afraid that the Regent's ears would hear him.
So, Yun Yiyi was dragged away with scolding and sarcasm.
Yun Xueya, a woman, didn't know what book Mo Jin wanted to borrow, but she didn't trust anyone else, so she just said, "Let Luo'er take you to the study on my behalf. All the master's books are there."
Mo Jin nodded slightly, looking like a gentleman, his handsome eyes cold: "Princess, please?"
Su Luo lowered her eyes, hiding her thoughts, and spread her sleeves: "Your Highness, please."
The two of them walked along the corridor, one in front and one behind.
Yun Xueya watched them leave, twisting her silk thread anxiously, "I hope Luo'er doesn't offend the Regent..."
At this moment, a voice came from behind: "Sister-in-law, let's sit down and talk."
Yun Xueya turned around, a hint of wariness in her eyes: "I wonder what my second brother wants to talk about?"
"All of you go down." Master Su dismissed the servants.
"They won't listen to you..." Yun Xueya's face changed as soon as she finished speaking, and she saw the maids and old women retreating one after another.
Only her maid Qiuxiang remained there.
Master Su touched his still painful chin with his fingertips and sneered, "What does this mean? Sister-in-law, you know it, don't you?"
"You bribed the people in my house. What exactly do you want to do, second brother?"
"Since ancient times, family property has been inherited by the younger brother after the elder brother's death. I heard that in foreign lands, even wives are inherited the same way." Master Su said with a smile, "Although most of this huge general's estate was earned by my eldest brother, some of it is also inherited from our ancestors. It's only because I'm a bastard that my parents gave it all to my eldest brother."
"But my eldest brother is dead, and my sister-in-law is just a woman, and her health is not good, so it's natural for her to be handed over to my younger brother."
"Don't worry, brother. Before I die, the family business will be handed over to Luo'er." Yun Xueya's face was pale.
"Luo'er? Luo'er is married! If you give it to her, you're also giving it to her husband's family! It's a waste of money! Luo'er has no one to rely on in this world. How can the Marquis' Mansion not be tempted by this inheritance? If he has other thoughts, it's not impossible for him to divorce her after the family is wiped out and marry another beautiful woman."
Second Master Su said bluntly, "Only give it to me. I am her grandfather. Grandfather is also father, and niece is also daughter. I will treat her like my own daughter. A wealthy family is Luo'er's greatest support in the Prince's Mansion."
Yun Xueya was silent for a long time, lost in thought, as if she was willing but unable to do so. "If I give you the family property, we must sign an agreement. You must protect Luo'er..."
"Don't worry, sister-in-law." Master Su stood up, took Yun Xueya's hand and patted it affectionately, "You and I are family. Sister-in-law, your brother has been dead for a year. It must have been difficult for you..."
Yun Xueya pulled her hand back forcefully.
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On the way to the study, Su Luo led Mo Jin through a winding path in the bamboo forest.
Mo Jin held Su Luo's hair bun.
Su Luo let out a light cry and had to stop and stand beside him.
Who knows what Mo Jin will do? She is not surprised by anything Mo Jin does.
But others didn't dare to say anything about him, so they could only talk about themselves.
Su Luo lowered her eyes obediently: "What does your Highness want to do?"
"That slap you just gave Master Su was pretty fierce." Mo Jin lifted her delicate white chin, forcing her beautiful watery eyes to look directly at him, and coldly examined this enchanting face. "Babe, are you just pretending?"
Su Luo rubbed her chin against his palm, then laid her face in his palm and said gently and harmlessly, "I'm not pretending to be good..."
Mo Jin felt his palms burned, and he heard the scheming little girl say pitifully, "You are so obedient in front of the prince."
Mo Jin, who has seen countless people, saw through this girl at a glance. She was no different from those women who were attracted to him.
To be close to him is to be close to the storm of power.
Mo Jin pushed her face away with his palm and sneered: "Do you think you can make me work for you by acting like a spoiled child? Dream on."
Mo Jin's Adam's apple rolled slightly and he strode away.
Su Luo's eyes flashed with cunning, and she trotted after him, knowing how to judge the situation: "Your Highness, you just picked up some food for me. What did that mean?"
"You're lucky you can eat." Mo Jin curled his thin lips slightly.
"..." Su Luo clenched her fists weakly and invited him into the study. "My father's collection of books over the years is all here. If Your Highness needs anything, please feel free to borrow it."
"Borrow?" Mo Jin sneered, "You really are the type who won't tolerate any loss."
Being so stingy with him.
Each book in her father's collection cost dozens of taels of silver. Su Luo bit her lip and was about to give it to him as a gift when Mo Jin put something into her mouth.
Only then did Su Luo realize that a newly opened gardenia was stuffed in her mouth.
Her cherry red lips were shining with water as she bit the gardenia. Mo Jin nodded. This was the feeling, exactly the same as what he saw in the picture last night. He waved his sleeves and closed the study door.
Chen Song and Qin Zhengyu were guarding the door.
Mo Jin pushed her down on the desk, and the books in her arms were scattered all over her body. She was beautiful and bookish, and the room was full of life and fragrance.
Yes, fatal temptation.
His fingertips
I put my hand between her fingers and suddenly felt the thin calluses on her palms. If I didn't touch and look carefully, I wouldn't notice it, because the skin all over her body and even on the tips of her fingers was so tender that you could pinch out water.
"Martial arts?" Mo Jin's eyes darkened.
"No...not really..." Su Luo's eyelashes trembled.
He lifted her skirt slightly, moved up slowly along her jade feet, and touched the excellent texture, which was like jade and water, warm and cool.
It feels much better than a priceless jade disk, and you can’t put it down.
Mo Jin turned her over, and when he felt interested, he picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote four big characters in a flamboyant style on her white and slender back.
Wherever the cold ink passed, she shuddered slightly, like raindrops about to fall from the eaves, and couldn't help but wonder, "What did the prince write?"
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