Su Wenyuan was stunned. Was this the dowry that Sheng Jingyu wanted?
One hundred taels of silver, how many black pearls can you buy?
Could she interpret this as Sheng Jingyu wanting to exchange 10,000 yuan for her 20 billion yuan?
"Wait!" Su Wenyuan shouted angrily, scaring Su Yuan into kneeling down.
He was already on edge in the Prince Chen's residence, and Su Wenyuan was making a scene.
“Your Highness is right! Reputation is quite important. Shall we talk about it again?” Su Wenyuan looked at him expectantly, her eyes pleading.
She thought her dowry was that pile of rags, and Sheng Jingyu was willing to give her one hundred taels in exchange for her freedom.
Looking at it now, her dowry was so much! Isn't exchanging it for freedom a sign of insanity?
Does she really deserve that much freedom?
She sold herself for a few thousand dollars a month, worked diligently for several years, and now all this is out there. What freedom is there to talk about?
This is money she couldn't earn in several lifetimes. If she gives it to Sheng Jingyu tonight, she'll regret it and commit suicide tomorrow morning!
“Oh? Then let’s talk again?” Sheng Jingyu was not surprised at all.
Su Wenyuan eagerly stepped forward to help him, leading him to the back room while leaving the others outside.
"Your Highness, you need to eat more. Look how thin you are. It must be because the people in the manor aren't taking good enough care of you. Leave this to me, and I'll come up with different diets for you. I'm sure I can fatten you up!"
Su Wenyuan had a fawning expression on her face. Anyway, she didn't have to do any work. If she had money, she could hire someone to do it, provided that Sheng Jingyu was willing to give him the money.
When facing Su Yuan, one must be forceful; when facing Sheng Jingyu, if force is not an option, one can only resort to soft tactics.
Sheng Jingyu almost burst out laughing when she saw how quickly her attitude changed.
"Isn't Your Highness leaving? You don't need to worry about my health."
Su Wenyuan blinked and said, "Can I take my dowry with me?"
She knew she was indulging in wishful thinking.
Sheng Jingyu smiled and refused: "No, I have to have either the person or the money."
“But that dowry was originally mine!” Su Wenyuan tried to reason with him.
Sheng Jingyu said, "Don't forget how you got your dowry. Why don't you go ask your father if you can take it with you? Or think carefully, can you keep these things?"
Su Wenyuan's face fell instantly.
"If I weren't here tonight, would your father dare to bring your dowry back? Do you believe me?" Sheng Jingyu said calmly.
“A letter…” Su Wenyuan began weakly.
Su Yuan's eyes were practically glued to the dowry; he must be regretting it now.
Sheng Jingyu smiled and said, "It's good that you believe me. I'll give you another hundred taels. You can leave now."
Judging from Sheng Jingyu's expression, he couldn't wait for her to leave so that he could take over all the gold and silver like Su Yuan.
"Your Highness, what's the difference between this and outright robbery?" Su Wenyuan asked anxiously.
Sheng Jingyu said calmly, "There is a difference. At least I spared your life. Three years ago, I took a fancy to the ancestral golden cup of the Vice Minister of Rites. He refused to give it to me, so I sent people to take it overnight. He still refused. Do you know what happened to him in the end?"
Sheng Jingyu answered his own question: "Blood was splattered on the spot, but to make up for my apology, I gave him a prime burial site and a coffin made of golden nanmu wood."
Su Wenyuan: "..."
The whole story sounds absurd, and it seems like something he would do, but Su Wenyuan remembers that a few years later, this vice minister was implicated in a case of corruption and treason.
He was still a crucial link, but he was cunning and never provided any evidence. Fortunately, Sheng Jingyu killed him in time, thus averting a major disaster.
Thinking of this, Su Wenyuan fell even more silent. This Prince Chen... seems a bit off.
He was said to be tyrannical and unpredictable, but I didn't find that out during the time I spent with him.
Even though he made unreasonable demands, he had no intention of killing anyone.
Sheng Jingyu then threatened her, saying, "Outsiders may not kill for a gold cup, but this dowry is enough to drive them crazy."
It's both a scare tactic and a fact.
Su Wenyuan was still somewhat conflicted and asked, "I can stay, but can I dispose of the dowry myself? Don't ask for both money and people."
Sheng Jingyu frowned and said, "It is possible, but not everyone can be a princess consort. I have thought about it and I think it would be better to find someone else. You may leave."
He did it on purpose; seeing Su Wenyuan hesitate, he used a feigned retreat to advance.
"Hey hey hey!" Su Wenyuan was indeed anxious.
At the same time, she also believed it; Sheng Jingyu's temper was indeed unpredictable.
"I can do it well, have you forgotten? People outside say I'm virtuous, gentle, and generous, what else is there?" Su Wenyuan racked her brains to praise herself, but unfortunately, her skills were limited.
Sheng Jingyu added, "Knowledgeable, reasonable, and understanding."
“Yes, mainly because she’s understanding!” Su Wenyuan said it as if it were the truth.
Sheng Jingyu pretended to be hesitant and said, "Alright, then you can try it for two days first. As for the dowry, you can have someone move it back later and you can handle it."
He hadn't originally intended to take them. After all, these things belonged to the Marquis of Anle's mansion, and he still had a question in his mind about whether the Marquis of Anle had betrayed the country back then.
Su Wenyuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself, what kind of world is this? She had just begged him to let her go, and now she had to beg him to let her stay.
"Your Highness, Prime Minister Su is still waiting outside."
Su Wenyuan stepped forward and said with great loyalty, "Why bother the Prince with such a trivial matter? Next time, ask the Princess! Let's go!"
Sheng Jingyu smiled and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Your Highness."
“It’s not hard work. Hey you, help the Prince to rest. What time is it? You don’t know any better!” Su Wenyuan scolded Meng Qi.
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