Ling Jiheng looked at Chi Xingyue with interest and remained silent for a long time.
Chi Xingyue was not in a hurry either. He just stood aside with the corners of his lips raised.
I caught a glimpse of the wall of books behind Ling Jiheng and felt that he was indeed the richest man in Jiangnan. His investment was simply a wealth of money.
I just don't know how it compares with those aristocratic families.
After a cup of tea, Ling Jiheng nodded: "As long as what you say is true."
Chi Xingyue smiled and didn't keep the secret.
Sit down, pick up the pot and pour water, all in one go.
He lowered his voice and said, "Second Young Master, no matter what I say later, don't be angry. If there is anything, let's talk slowly."
He dipped his finger in water and quickly wrote: "May 8th, the house will be confiscated and the family will be exiled."
Ling Jiheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Chi Xingyue fiercely. She smiled brightly, "Second Young Master, do you think I'm pretty?"
He lowered his head and continued writing: "99% authentic, you can plan ahead."
Ling Jiheng didn't say whether he believed it or not. He looked at Chi Xingyue intently and asked, "Who are you? Or, who do you belong to?"
Chi Xingyue restrained her expression and said calmly, "I am who I am. The fire-making girl your Ling family bought."
Ling Jiheng sneered, "If that girl could read, she wouldn't have ended up doing odd jobs in the kitchen. Did you kill her, or did you take over her soul?"
Chi Xingyue didn't expect Ling Jiheng to be so imaginative. She smiled and said, "Neither of those things. I'm a fairy from heaven who came down to experience the calamity."
After saying that, he shook his head: "Just kidding!"
In fact, he was staring at the other person, wanting to know what the attitude of the second young master of the Ling family was.
Ling Jiheng raised his eyebrows: "Where's the evidence? You can't say you're a fairy and it's true!"
Chi Xingyue glanced out the window, it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.
He stood up and closed all the doors and windows, then walked around the desk with a smile and came to Ling Jiheng's side. He flipped his left hand and a piece of watermelon appeared.
He leaned over and whispered in the man's ear, "You've never seen such a divine method before, have you? If I hadn't come down to earth to experience tribulations, how could I have brought with me the immortal fruit? How about trying it?"
His right hand was hidden in his sleeve, tightly holding a dagger.
Chi Xingyue was very confident about the watermelon in his hand.
Although there were watermelons in this fictional dynasty, they were incomparable to the ones bred by scientists in later generations. It's no exaggeration to say that the 8424 in my hand is a fairy fruit.
Ling Jiheng looked at the other party playing tricks in surprise, ignoring the sweet fragrance lingering around his nose.
It wasn't until he saw the familiar watermelon that he came back to his senses. He asked with some difficulty, "This is a fairy method. How many of these fairy fruits do you have?"
Chi Xingyue pursed her lips and said, "Well, it's quite a lot. But I can't eat too much. Well, now you believe me, right? I really didn't lie to you! If something really happens to the Ling family, the imperial edict might already be on the way."
"But how did you know that?"
"I've already said I'm a fairy, so of course I have my own channels. This is guaranteed to be true, but things could go wrong. Anyway, it's better to be prepared."
Ling Jiheng nodded, seemingly believing Chi Xingyue's words. He took the watermelon, sniffed it, and then began to eat it in big mouthfuls.
That look seemed to be one of enjoyment, yet also of recollection. In short, it was very complicated.
When he finished eating, before he could comment, he saw Chi Xingyue wipe it with a handkerchief, and the rind and seeds disappeared.
Ling Jiheng wanted to stop him, but found he had no right to do so. He watched helplessly as the table returned to its original state before lowering his voice and saying, "I agree to what you said. However, I have one condition."
"What conditions?" Chi Xingyue asked impatiently.
"Marry me!" Ling Jiheng didn't hesitate.
Chi Xingyue pretended to be shocked: "Are you crazy? You want to marry a fire-making girl, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the world?"
Ling Jiheng smiled faintly: "You are? Isn't it an honor for me to marry a fairy?"
Chi Xingyue lowered her eyes and remained silent, but she heard Ling Jiheng slowly speak: "Although you have immortal skills, I think there should be some limitations, otherwise you wouldn't take the risk to confess to me. I, Ling Yanqing, consider myself to be quite upright, but when I meet you who possess such a huge treasure, how can I not be moved.
You should be thankful that you met me, otherwise you might have been imprisoned or even had your ashes pulverized."
Ling Jiheng spoke bluntly. Besides his genuine interest and fondness for the girl before him, he was more envious of her abilities.
The family was confiscated and the people were exiled on the eighth day of May. If I am not mistaken, it has only been more than ten days since then.
He had the opportunity to move his property and supplies, but how could he take them with him? He couldn't let the servants follow him, as that would be a big mistake.
With Chi Xingyue around, things were different. The little fairy could carry her belongings with her, so no matter where they were exiled, their lives would be safe. Maybe they could even live a good life.
Ling Jiheng continued to persuade him, "You probably can't go back to the heaven now. According to the laws of the Great Yong Dynasty, men over 20 and women over 18 who are unmarried will be arranged to marry by the government. Those who refuse will be imprisoned and forced to serve in prison.
You should be fifteen, right? Instead of going out to look for those ugly girls, why not consider me? At least I, Ling, am a clean-cut person. I don't have any concubines or maids, and I've never visited brothels."
Chi Xingyue nodded, feeling incredibly moved. But she remained indifferent, waiting to see what else the other party could come up with.
Ling Jiheng continued: "Marry me, and I can guarantee that you won't mess with other women during our marriage. If one day, you fall in love with another man, I will set you free."
Chi Xingyue raised his eyebrows in surprise, but didn't quite believe it.
Who is so stupid as to hand over the mobile warehouse to others? He must be a little crazy.
But he didn't point it out, instead he asked: "What about you, if you fall in love with another woman, do you need me to give up my position?"
Ling Jiheng smiled and shook his head: "No, and I won't.
Before you showed up, I had no intention of getting married. But now, let's consider it a deal: you keep my parents safe for me, and I'll give you the position of Madam Ling, the Second Young Master.
After that, we treated each other with respect and supported each other, without talking about feelings for the time being."
Chi Xingyue thought this was a good idea and added, "If you ever meet someone you love, you can tell me. I can either divorce you or pretend not to see you.
But you can't drug me. After all, life is precious."
Ling Jiheng chuckled: "That's natural."
Neither of them mentioned a contract. After all, that thing was like waste paper in an imperial society. Whether it was useful or not depended entirely on the status of both parties.
Ling Jiheng asked about the situation of the Sleeve Qiankun again, and Chi Xingyue only said, "It's a little bigger than your study, but only a little. Time stands still inside, and whatever you put in is the same as what comes out.
Think about what you want to take with you, and call me to collect it when it is convenient.
However, I will charge 10% of the materials as interest for keeping them for you."
Chi Xingyue was hiding some of his secrets.
In addition to the private room where the accident happened, her golden finger also came with a full set of tables, chairs, benches, tableware, and two thermoses.
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