"That's not right. How could you not like the jade pendant? I clearly asked about it in advance!"

Qin Shiyi was confused.

But soon, she came to her senses.

"I understand. It's not that Prince Qi doesn't like the jade pendant, but he thinks this jade pendant is not good enough. It doesn't matter, I'll go again..."

"Miss Qin, don't bother. It's not that I don't like jade pendants, it's that I don't like the jade pendant you gave me."

Meng Yanchen interrupted her coldly.

"Qiu Feng, see the guests off!"

"Miss Qin, please!"

Qiu Feng walked in quickly and made a gesture of invitation to Qin Shiyi.

Qin Shiyi was stunned for a moment and looked at Meng Yanchen in confusion.

What did Brother King Qi say just now?

He said that what he disliked was not the jade pendant, but the jade pendant she gave him?

How could that be?

She had seen him before, talked to him.

Although he ignored her, he never showed any emotion that he hated her!

Could it be that the woman just now said something bad about her in front of the King of Qi?

Thinking of this, Qin Shiyi gritted her teeth.

She clenched the jade pendant in her hand, snorted coldly, and turned away.

Jiang Huaishu deliberately concealed the fact that Yun Wanrou and Jiang Huaishu had divorced.

But there is no wall that is completely airtight.

The news soon spread out of the Marquis' Mansion.

The people from the gambling house came again with the title deed.

"My Lord, have you raised enough money?"

"You said you would give us a month, and it's only been a few days. Why did you come so early?"

Jiang Huaishu frowned and looked at the thug unhappily.

The thug smiled coldly and said bluntly: "It's all spread out now, saying that you and the daughter of the Grand Tutor's Mansion have divorced.

You have even lost the big tree of the Grand Tutor's Mansion, where else can you raise money?"

"Don't worry about this. I will definitely pay you back in a month!"

Jiang Huaishu gritted his teeth, feeling unwilling.

If Yun Wanrou had not intervened, he would have gotten enough silver from those students long ago.

The thug glanced at him and turned to look at the Anyuan Marquis Mansion.

Although the Marquis's Mansion is large, it was granted by the emperor himself after all.

Even if you get it, it's not easy to sell it.

He was really unwilling to use this house as collateral unless it was absolutely necessary.

Thinking of this, the thug's eyes turned.

He took the title deed and waved it in front of Jiang Huaishu.

"My Lord, you must work harder!"

After saying this, the thug turned and left.

Jiang Huaishu looked at his back and his face suddenly darkened.

"Yun Wanrou, you forced me to do this!"

After autumn, the weather gradually turns cooler.

Yangyang sneaked into Yun Xiucheng's study barefoot.

Looking at the rosewood table that was taller than her, Yangyang used all her strength to climb onto the chair.

He tiptoed to reach Yun Xiucheng's brush.

However, her arms were too short to reach it.

"Yang Yang..."

"Miss Yangyang..."

Yun Wanrou woke up early in the morning and found that Yangyang was missing. She was so anxious that she pulled Wangshu and they searched for her in the yard separately.

When passing by the study, I heard Yangyang's voice coming slowly from inside.

[Why is the yellow paper Guiyuan gave me so small? I haven't even drawn two strokes yet, why can't I draw anymore? ]

[Are my fingers too thick? ]

[No, no, it must be that the yellow paper is too small, it can’t be that my fingers are too thick! ]

Hearing this, Yun Wanrou breathed a sigh of relief.

She walked quickly to the door and pushed open the study door.

As soon as she stepped over the threshold, she saw Yangyang standing on a chair.

His hands and face were covered with cinnabar.

The originally neat rosewood table became messy.

Yangyang was painting so hard that she didn't notice her coming in.

She stretched out her chubby index finger, dipped it into Yun Xiucheng's teacup, and then changed to a piece of yellow paper and continued drawing.

Yun Wanrou's mouth twitched.

If his father knew that Yangyang used his favorite tea set to store cinnabar, his beard would probably stand on end in anger.

【It’s full again! 】

[No, next time I see Gui Yuan, I have to ask him to buy me another yellow paper.]

[I want a big one, these yellow papers are too small! ]

"Little cat, what are you drawing?"

Yun Wanrou's voice slowly entered Yangyang's ears.

As soon as she looked up, she met Yun Wanrou's helpless eyes.

"Mom, draw... a talisman!"

[Mother, I am drawing the Heavenly Thunder Talisman.]

[But these yellow papers are too small to contain my spiritual power. ]

Yangyang picked up the yellow paper and handed it to Yun Wanrou.

Looking at the scribbles on the paper, Yun Wanrou's mouth twitched.

She had seen the Heavenly Thunder Talisman drawn by National Master Guiyuan.

Although she couldn't remember the exact appearance, it was definitely not the way Yangyang drew it.

But how could a child, just like him, draw a thunder talisman?

I think it was that day when Yangyang saw the power of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman and was yearning for it, so he drew it randomly.

Since she likes Taoism so much, maybe she can go to Master Guiyuan and ask him to accept Yangyang as his disciple.

Thinking of this, Yun Wanrou picked up Yangyang and slowly left the study.

Wangshu didn't find Yangyang in the backyard and was about to go to the front yard to look for her.

Before she stepped out of the backyard, she saw Yun Wanrou coming back holding Yangyang.

"Where are you, little miss? Why did you get yourself so dirty?"

"No... dirty."

[These are all cinnabar. Cinnabar is pure, not dirty! ]

Yangyang shook her head and spread out her hands for Wangshu to see.

Yun Wanrou sighed helplessly: "Wangshu, go boil some water. I want to give Yangyang a bath."

"promise!"

Wangshu responded and turned to walk out.

Yangyang pouted: "No, mother, no...no!"

"Are you born in the year of the cat? Why are you so afraid of taking a bath?"

Yun Wanrou carried Yangyang back to the room.

Soon, Wangshu came back with two buckets of hot water.

Yun Wanrou picked up the handkerchief and washed the cinnabar off Yangyang's body.

Yangyang resisted at first, then lay down, and finally fell asleep in the small wooden barrel.

[Bad guy, the big pig's hoof is a bad guy! ]

[Second uncle, this woman is not the daughter of the county magistrate. She is a singer who was hired by the big pig's hoof to seduce you. You can't be fooled! ]

[She is not innocent yet, she is a bad thing. The big pig wants to use her to destroy you! ]

Yun Wanrou helped Yangyang wipe the water off her body, and just as she carried her back to the bed, she heard her inner voice.

She was startled and turned to look at Wangshu, lowering her voice and asking, "Have you seen my second brother today?"

"The Second Young Master went out early in the morning. He probably won't be back until the evening!"

"night?"

Yun Wanrou frowned, remembering that her second brother was not there for dinner these past two days.

But no matter how busy the academy is, it won’t be so busy that you don’t even have time for dinner.

Could it be that my second brother was not delayed in the academy, but...

Thinking of this, Yun Wanrou turned and looked at Yangyang.

I saw her smacking her lips and sleeping soundly.

She hesitated for a moment and stood up quickly.

"Wangshu, Yangyang has fallen asleep. You stay here and look after her. I'm going to go out for a while."