Yuexiu added, "It's not just about the amount; the key is that this is your dowry. The money from the Prince's mansion should be used to repair the residence and hire people..."
In respectable families, how could a wife's dowry be used to supplement household expenses?
Not to mention the Prince's mansion; even if she's willing to spend the money, the Prince might not be.
"You're so clever. Go ahead, I have my own plans!" Su Wenyuan smiled.
Looking at the maids Yuexiu brought back, some of them were clearly not up to par and had impure intentions.
In the end, she only kept two maids; the rest, though useless, were still given a reward.
The group was extremely excited and thanked her repeatedly, telling her that if she ever needed help in the future, she should just come to them and they would do anything.
But none of the cooks were left; Su Wenyuan first sent them to the small kitchen to see what was missing.
The group looked bewildered and couldn't explain themselves, so Su Wenyuan let them all go and gave them some silver.
After learning of the commotion at Zhuyue Pavilion, Meng Qi reported it to Sheng Jingyu.
Sheng Jingyu looked at him helplessly and calmly asked, "Didn't you ever think about rebuilding the courtyard that was burned down?"
Meng Qi scratched his head sheepishly, admitting he hadn't really thought of it.
Sheng Jingyu then asked, "And she's planning to settle down in Zhuyue Pavilion, so where am I supposed to go?"
“You can stay in Zhuyue Pavilion too, the Princess Consort didn’t kick you out!” Meng Qi said confidently.
Sheng Jingyu stared at him for a long time, but couldn't say a word.
"Did I... say something wrong?" Meng Qi looked bewildered.
There were too many things to do today, and Sheng Jingyu didn't arrange for Su Wenyuan to move out. In the blink of an eye, Su Wenyuan had cleaned up Zhuyue Pavilion.
"You're not wrong, I'm wrong. When is your sister coming back?" Sheng Jingyu wanted to switch people.
Meng Qi replied, "I'll be back tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll endure it for one more day."
Meng Qi remembered something else and said with a silly smile, "The Princess Consort paid for all the repairs to that courtyard, the cleaning of the small kitchen, and even hiring servants later, which saved the manor a lot of money."
"..." Sheng Jingyu closed the book, thinking to himself that he really couldn't stand it for even a day!
Yuexiu knew she couldn't use the lady's dowry, yet Mengqi was still so pleased with himself!
"Go and take the account books for the past two months to the Princess, and tell her to take the money from the manor if she needs it. Anyway, you have the key to this place." Sheng Jingyu guessed that Su Wenyuan wanted the account books.
There's money to be made in the kitchen, so checking these accounts will definitely reveal something."
Sheng Jingyu then said, "From today onwards, you will follow the Princess and protect her safety."
"Huh?" Meng Qi was a little confused, feeling like he was being chased away.
"Your Highness, if there's anything I did wrong, you can tell me, and I'll change. Please don't send me away," Meng Qi pleaded with a bitter face.
Sheng Jingyu smiled slightly: "No, you are very good. I trust you completely to keep an eye on the Princess Consort's every move by placing you by her side."
Meng Qi went to deliver the account book with some skepticism.
The first thing Su Wenyuan did after receiving the ledger was to check the kitchen's accounts.
Sheng Jingyu has guards around him, most of whom are shady characters, and their expenses will certainly not be recorded in this account.
Therefore, the Prince Chen's residence kept two sets of accounts: one for managing the daily expenses of the residence, which was kept in the open.
Another one is their private account. Su Wenyuan wasn't interested in that. It was precisely because she guessed there were two accounts that Su Wenyuan dared to devise a plan to ask for this one. This one wasn't important, and Sheng Jingyu didn't need to hide it.
She looked through the pages for a long time, and when she looked up, she found that Meng Qi was still there.
"Why are you still here? Go do your work, this is none of your business." Su Wenyuan waved her hand.
Meng Qi said unhappily, "The prince told me to follow the princess and protect your safety from now on."
Su Wenyuan thought for a moment, and finally agreed, "Okay, it'll be easier for me to do things with you by my side. Will you be obedient?"
Meng Qi nodded emphatically and said, "You're very obedient."
"Go help those craftsmen and make the yard look nicer."
Su Wenyuan had originally planned to borrow Meng Qi on her homecoming day to protect her, but now she didn't need to, which saved her trouble.
When Sheng Jingyu returned to his bedroom that evening, Su Wenyuan was leaning against the bed, lost in thought.
After changing her clothes, Sheng Jingyu came out from behind the screen and said, "The accounts in the manor were previously managed by Meng Qi's sister. She will be back tomorrow. Ask her if you don't understand anything."
"That's great, there are so many things I don't understand." Su Wenyuan sighed.
Sheng Jingyu, lying on the bed, said, "No rush."
There was no use in being anxious, so Su Wenyuan reached for the ointment, rolled up her trousers, and began applying it.
Apply a thick layer before bed to prevent scarring.
Sheng Jingyu's eyes widened in disbelief. He was just... applying medicine right in front of him.
He thought it would be over after the medicine was applied, but to his surprise, she started taking off her clothes, glancing at him before doing so.
Su Wenyuan thought to herself, since he can't see it anyway, it would be quite troublesome to go behind the screen.
As the dress fell away, her skin was gradually exposed to the air, and her porcelain-white skin looked even more alluring under the light.
As she lowered her head, her hair slid down with the movement, covering her body and obscuring the spot that made Sheng Jingyu blush.
He knew he should turn his head, but his gaze seemed glued to her, unable to move an inch.
As soon as Su Wenyuan finished changing her clothes and looked up, Sheng Jingyu turned around in a fluster and pulled the blanket over his head.
The panicked, self-deceptive behavior aroused some suspicion in Su Wenyuan, so she went closer to take a look.
The two were separated only by a quilt, and Sheng Jingyu could clearly hear her breathing.
The warm breath touched the tips of her ears, turning them red in an instant.
Sheng Jingyu's breathing was heavy, his eyes were tightly closed, and he wished he could bury himself in the blankets.
"Your Highness, aren't you hot? You're sweating." Su Wenyuan was very puzzled.
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