"Don't talk nonsense. She is the Princess of Mo, and I am just a doomed star who has been poisoned and will not live long. I don't want to hear such words that damage her reputation in the future!" Cang Boyi's face was gloomy, and his tone of command was unquestionable.

Su Ruoan looked at his prince's gloomy face and quickly replied, "Yes, I will never say it again."

Zhan Bai glanced at him and said, "You deserve it. You flatter the horse."

"How dare you talk about me? You should think about what to say to Princess Mo next time you see her." Su Ruoan curled her lips.

Zhan Bai's face looked extremely ugly. He ignored him and turned to walk out.

"Your Highness, Princess Mo's hair saved you, you should at least show your appreciation. If you need any gift of thanks, I can do it for you." Feng Yunmu asked immediately.

He really wanted to meet this Princess Mo. Her hair could relieve the regent's pain. She was truly an extraordinary person.

Cang Boyi glanced at him and said, "No need."

He will personally deliver the thank-you gift.

"How could I not need it? I'm just sitting around doing nothing. Your Highness, please don't be stingy." Feng Yunmu retorted.

Cang Boyi glared at him fiercely and said, "Since you are so free, why don't you go to Beili Country? I heard that there is a famine there."

"Your Highness, I suddenly remembered that I still need to boil medicine. Ouch, why does it smell burnt? I have to go and take a look. I won't disturb you anymore." Feng Yunmu ran faster than a rabbit.

Cang Bo Yili said to her: "Su Ruoan, what do you think I should give you as a thank-you gift?"

Su Ruoan thought for a moment and said, "Your Highness, I think the thank-you gift should touch the other person's heart. If we give her what she needs, that is the true intention.

I remember the secret guard said before that Princess Mo didn't seem to be able to buy satisfactory yellow paper and cinnabar at the incense and candle shop. Your Majesty, why don't we give her the best yellow paper and cinnabar?"

"No way, the dignified Regent only gives yellow paper and cinnabar as a thank-you gift, this is too stingy." A shocked voice came from outside the door, it was Feng Yunmu.

After he went out, he did not leave, but listened secretly.

Cang Boyi glared at him with a gloomy face: "Feng Yunmu, you said that this king is stingy?"

"I dare not, I dare not, but a strand of her hair is worth one hundred thousand taels. How much are yellow paper and cinnabar worth?" Feng Yunmu retorted.

Cang Boyi frowned: "It is indeed cheaper."

"What do you know as a person who makes medicine? Princess Mo went to the incense and candle shop specifically to buy them, which means these are what she needs most. If Your Majesty feels that it is not enough, just add some more." Su Ruoan analyzed.

"This is a good suggestion. Go find the best yellow paper and cinnabar in the entire Cangyue Kingdom now." Cang Boyi ordered.

"yes."

Here, Ye Xingchen came out of the Duke Zhenguo Mansion and walked slowly on the street.

"Princess Mo, please consider this. As long as you accept me as your disciple, I will listen to you in everything. I will serve you tea and water, and take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life," said Master Daotian in a flattering manner.

Ye Xingchen's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes at him: "You can be my father, are you sure you can take care of me until the end of my life?"

Master Daotian looked down at himself and smiled awkwardly: "It's indeed not appropriate. I am just showing my loyalty. As long as you accept me as your disciple, I can do anything, even warm the bed."

"You are a heavenly master, yet you have the guts to say such things. You are too old for warming the bed." Ye Xingchen said with disdain.

"Can't you give me some self-respect?"

"Do you need it?" Ye Xingchen asked back.

"Not necessary in front of the master." Master Daotian said with a silly grin.

As the two were talking, they heard a child crying. Ye Xingchen looked in the direction of the sound and saw a child of about four or five years old in the middle of the street. The child was white and plump, like a doll in a New Year picture, wearing only a red bellyband, and was crying.

Because the child was crying so hard, a big snot bubble suddenly came out of his nose, and then when he sniffed it, the bubble became smaller again.

Ye Xingchen was amused by him: "What a cute little guy."

"Beautiful sister, you can actually see me?" Fubao asked in shock and stopped crying immediately.

"Of course, you are so cute, I can see it. Tell me, why are you crying?" Ye Xingchen was about to walk over.

"I ran away secretly today, but I got lost and couldn't go back. I waited for a long time before I found someone who could see me." Fubao sniffed aggrievedly.

"Let's go. I'll take you home." Ye Xingchen said as he walked over.

Such a cute baby is worth taking home as a son.

Taking a look at the small bellyband on Fubao, Ye Xingchen took off his cloak and put it on him: "It will be warmer this way."

"Thank you, sister. You are so kind." Fubao said happily, then followed Ye Xingchen.

"Master, please wait for me." Master Daotian immediately chased after him. Although he was afraid, he felt more at ease knowing that his master was around.

"I'm not your master. If you keep shouting, I will make sure you won't be able to speak again." Ye Xingchen threatened.

Master Daotian said nothing more and could only follow silently.

Ye Xingchen took the child to the Yama Temple in the east of the capital: "This is known as the Yama Temple that connects to the underworld. You can definitely go back. Let's go."

Fubao looked at the statue of the King of Hell and his little face turned dark.

This statue is so ugly.

"Sister, my name is Fubao. I'm home. Thank you for sending me back." said the little guy.

"Fubao, you're welcome. Goodbye." Ye Xingchen said and left without looking back.

Master Daotian felt a chill on his back, and he subconsciously shrank his neck, and immediately followed him: "Master, how do you know he is a little ghost?"

"Who would come out so late at night on the Ghost Festival?" Ye Xingchen replied.

"Master is wise."

"Shut up, I told you I'm not your master." Ye Xingchen rolled his eyes and went back.

"Master, I was wrong. I won't yell anymore."

Ye Xingchen walked directly into the Mo Palace. Master Daotian was locked outside the door and almost bumped into the door of the Mo Palace. "Master has a bad temper, but I like him. I have decided on this master."

The entire Prince Mo's Mansion was extremely quiet. After all, today was the Ghost Festival and it was already the second half of the night. Prince Mo and the concubine had already gone to bed, and the other servants were also dreaming. Ye Xingchen did not return to his own courtyard, but went straight to the direction of the warehouse.

Normally, I would think about how to avoid the people in the mansion, but today I can walk away openly and no one will notice me.

Because no one dared to come out.

Ye Xingchen clapped her hands lightly, and the lock on the warehouse door opened. She pushed the door open immediately, and in the moonlight she saw boxes of gold, silver, jewelry, silks, antiques, calligraphy and paintings inside the warehouse. She couldn't help but sigh that the original owner's dowry was too rich.

No wonder Prince Mo was able to win over the hearts of the entire court. Who could resist money?

Ye Xingchen took out the storage talisman and instantly stored all the dowry in the warehouse into his own space, then quietly locked the door again and returned to his own yard.

Have a good sleep until dawn.

Ye Xingchen was awakened by a pretentious voice while he was still sleeping: "Hurry up and wake up the princess sister. The Duke of Zhenguo Mansion is here to settle accounts with her. She is still sleeping. She is really careless."