Chapter 84 A Sinister Mood
"Don't worry, Pei Ji is definitely not someone who would act blindly for the sake of women. He doesn't even care about the beauty of the princess, let alone your sister..."
Having said that, when Zhou Yongyi thought of the appearance of Song Dynasty porcelain, he suddenly felt that it was not impossible.
But on second thought, Pei Ji had been sick since he was a child, but he had never lacked the favor of young ladies from aristocratic families. He had a noble status, was extremely talented, and was valued by the emperor. Countless aristocratic families were trying their best to marry their daughters to him.
It’s a pity that Pei Ji has never wavered for anyone.
He doesn't even look at girls from aristocratic families, let alone a mere third branch of the Song family.
Song Rouxi finally felt relieved after hearing this. If Pei Ji really fell in love with Song Ci, she would be so angry that she would die.
In her eyes, Song Ci is only worthy of the worst men.
"But, the Bourne House can't even protect itself right now, so how can they help me..."
Zhou Yongyi's brow furrowed. This matter had been bothering him recently. The Bourne House appeared neutral, but secretly they had long since sided with him. They had helped him with many things, and several times when he needed money, the Bourne House had relied on buying and selling young girls to cover the cost.
Now that the people in Bourne Mansion were locked up, he had to find the money somewhere else.
This is a problem.
"My mother's birthday is coming up soon. She loves playing the zither the most. I heard that the largest auction house in Beijing will be auctioning an antique zither soon. I think she would be very happy if I presented it to her on her birthday."
Song Rouxi smiled and said, "This is a good idea...but."
"What's wrong?" Zhou Yongyi looked over in confusion.
Song Rouxi's face froze for a moment, but quickly recovered. She wanted to say that this piano was an antique after all, and it must be very expensive. She would have to go back and ask her grandmother and mother for it, and it might not be easy to get it.
But the thought of crying poor in front of Zhou Yongyi made him too embarrassed to bring himself to do it.
You’d better think of a solution yourself.
Zhou Yongyi usually interacted with high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and no one would worry about a little money. Naturally, he could not imagine what Song Rouxi wanted to say.
Seeing that she had nothing to do, he chatted about some interesting things that had happened recently, and Song Rouxi agreed from time to time.
Talking about the court, Zhou Yongyi's face darkened. "My younger brother, Prince Yu, has always been very scheming. He loves to argue with me about everything. Yesterday, when the emperor asked about it in court, he took the opportunity to show off. It's really abominable."
Song Rouxi observed his expression and gently stroked his shoulders with her bare hands, leaning forward. "Your Highness is the legitimate son, born by the Queen. Prince Yu is merely the son of the Imperial Concubine, born of a concubine after all. He is not as noble as Your Highness."
"Do you really think so?" Zhou Yongyi felt better after hearing this.
"Really! I won't hide it from Your Highness. I've heard a lot about Your Highness' deeds since I was a child. I just feel that there is no other man as good as Your Highness in this world."
Zhou Yongyi lifted her chin, his tone teasing and ambiguous, "I didn't expect Rouxi to like me so much."
"Your Highness!" Song Rouxi gently pushed him away, her face full of shyness. "It's good that Your Highness knows. How can I say it out loud? It makes people... make people feel embarrassed."
"We've already been attracted to each other. There's nothing to be ashamed of. I simply feel that you understand me best in the world."
Zhou Yongyi really believed so. Whenever he encountered setbacks in the palace, he could always regain his confidence with Song Rouxi. Song Rouxi seemed to have some kind of magic that always made him feel good.
at this time.
There was a knock-knock sound outside the window of the third-room Song Dynasty porcelain house.
Song Ci was puzzled. Tian'er walked to the window and opened it. She looked around cautiously and found a note on the edge of the window.
"Miss, someone dropped a note."
"Well, bring it here for me to see."
There was no extra words on the note, only "Three days later, Doujin Auction House, Hudou."
Hudou is one of the ingredients in the Xuanyue antidote.
Song Ci had no choice but to think of Pei Ji as the only person who could come to convey the message. However, Pei Ji was really capable as he could easily come to the Song family without being discovered by anyone and leave.
However, Master Pei asked her to buy medicine, but where was the money? Would he ask me to pay for it too? Rare herbs like Hudou were probably not cheap. Song Ci felt a pang of pain in her flesh.
This is a lot of hard-earned money!
Did Pei Ji want to take advantage of her? Although she wanted to get close to Pei Ji and curry favor with him so that he would help her, she didn't say that she had to pay such a high price.
After experiencing many difficulties in his previous life, Song Ci now sees money as the most important thing besides his family. The world is big, but money is the biggest.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
She was just feeling distressed when she heard a sound at the window again. This time, without her instructions, Tian'er skillfully opened the window, took the purse on the edge of the window, and handed it to Song Ci.
He opened the purse and saw five thousand taels of silver inside. Song Ci smiled slightly and raised his eyebrows.
At least he is sensible.
As for why Pei Ji didn't show up to buy it himself, he always had his reasons.
As the saying goes, helping others is to the end, and sending Buddha to the west. Song Ci is still very sensible. She doesn't care about anything that she shouldn't ask.
As long as she achieves what she wants.
Thinking that her father would be coming back tomorrow, Song Ci felt a little better.
"Grandma, Dad, Second Uncle, this is what happened."
Old Lady Song raised her eyebrows and sat up straighter. "How much silver would this antique cost?"
Old Lady Song felt bad about the money, and Song Rouxi was unhappy. Although her grandmother was kind to her, she was a little too ignorant. If she could sit on the position of Crown Princess, why would she worry about a little money?
It doesn't matter.
"Grandmother, when I become the Crown Princess, the first thing I will do is ask you for an imperial decree. I will allow you to be a vigorous and energetic lord, so that no one in the capital will dare to look down on you."
Song Rouxi hugged Old Lady Song's arm and acted coquettishly.
This sentence made Old Lady Song very happy.
Just thinking about that scene makes me feel refreshed.
"Rouxi, since the Crown Prince has said so, we will definitely raise the money no matter what, don't worry about that. However," Boss Song paused, his tone carrying a deep meaning, "You must win over the Crown Prince no matter what method you use. The position of Crown Princess can only come from our Song family."
Song Rouxi thought of Zhou Yongyi's attachment to her, and her face was full of confidence.
"Dad, don't worry. I'm sure that I can't escape the position of Crown Princess."
Song Lao Er's face, which had been sullen all the time, also smiled. "Big brother, you are so lucky to have a daughter like Rouxi. Someone like Song Ying can't compare to her sister."
Song Ying, who had been silent the whole time, felt inexplicably irritated when she was suddenly called upon.
She had been compared to Song Rouxi since she was a child, and that was fine. But when her own father said these derogatory words today, Song Ying felt like she had been stabbed in the heart, and she felt suffocated.
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