Have You Written Your Will Today?-Chapter 492 - 486: Do You Believe You’re Just a Sesame Seed Away from Getting Beaten?
Wei Han left in utter disarray.
After everything was taken care of, Eunuch Xu prepared to leave. However, before leaving, he made a point to ask.
"When will Lady return to the Imperial Palace? So that I may personally come to pick you up."
After this incident, Wei Yingying was somewhat moved.
Ji Huo started coughing. He winked at Wei Yingying: "Did you enjoy the books I sent you?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Yingying’s heart hardened completely.
"I’m not going back."
"Even if he personally comes to ask, I won’t go back!"
Wei Yingying: "What, he does one minor thing and expects me to bow down? He’s far too used to having his way!"
Ji Huo was very pleased. The pang of regret for giving away the books disappeared.
After Eunuch Xu left, Xie Yinong softly asked Shen Hua, "When Minister Wei returns, will he remove those two from Lady Wei’s side?"
There was no need for Shen Hua to answer, as Wei Yingying categorically stated, "He will."
Wei Han is a self-serving person. She saw that clearly.
Shen Hua smiled without saying a word.
For a person like Wei Han, this move was a complete loss. You see, Eunuch Xu had not mentioned that if Ji Teng was satisfied, he would not be stripped of his position.
The girl’s delicate and pale hand reached out nobly towards Cui Rong. After a while, she received a beautifully peeled orange skin.
Shen Hua narrowed her eyes.
"You ate the orange I had you peel for me?"
"Who knew you still wanted it!"
Cui Rong guiltily hesitated for an instant: "When I finished peeling it, I tugged on your skirt twice, but you were too busy watching the drama to care about me? And now that I’ve eaten it, you want to pick a quarrel with me, right?"
"You’re just making things difficult for me on purpose!"
The girl grabbed her face with one hand, fiercely kneading her chubby cheeks.
"You’re getting more and more irritable these days."
"Adding to my troubles has truly reached new heights. Little ghost, believe it or not, you’re just a sesame seed’s distance from getting a beating."
Cui Rong dared not move. Her eyes filled with tears.
Seeing this, Ji Huo, who thought the situation wasn’t a big deal, kindly intervened: "Rong, with a girl like Shen as your mistress, you’ll have a hard time in the future. You might want to think of a way to find a gentle girl to replace her. It would be wise to reduce losses in time."
Cui Rong looked over warily.
"Sneaky!"
"Don’t think you can drive a wedge between us!"
Shen Hua might not be very nice, but he still had a relationship with her!
Ji Huo: ...
Fine, a willing hitter and a willing enduree, right!
His eyes shifted, and he remembered Le Jia from the Four People Gang.
Ji Huo with an air of mystery and ill intent: "Before I came over, I went to the Seventh Prince Mansion. I had intended to bring Ji Ge along, but do you know what I saw?"
Hearing his tone, it had the flavor of gossip.
Shen Hua sat up straight, listening patiently.
"On Ji Ge’s face, right about here."
Ji Huo used his hand to demonstrate.
"There was a deep palm print!"
He was indignant: "My eyes are sharp, I can tell that it was a woman who slapped him! When I asked what happened, without saying another word he chased me out. Clearly, there’s something fishy going on!"
"I thought about it again and again, and it must be that Ji Ge has been unfaithful, found someone on the side, which is why he upset my sister Le Jia. Otherwise, how could such a considerate girl ever lay her hands on him!"
Ji Huo cleared his throat: "As the gang leader, how could I allow a sister of our gang to be wronged! Heaven knows, sister Le Jia who married from afar, doesn’t understand the language, doesn’t know the customs..."
Shen Hua interrupted him: "Enough."
She stood up, smiling slightly: "When do we set off?"
Wei Yingying knew! Today, she felt as fulfilled as yesterday!
She too rose to her feet, not forgetting to pull Xie Yinong up alongside her.
Now, just at this moment, Ji Qing entered from outside.
He greeted everyone with a smile and then respectfully said: "My lady, this is the young master’s gesture of apology."
Shen Hua looked over, seeing him holding an exquisitely crafted nanmu box. She couldn’t help but guess what was inside.
Ji Huo sneered, "Thinking a trifle could extinguish Shen’s rage. Who are they looking down upon?"
Well reasoned.
Shen Hua instantly turned solemn.
Ji Qing, with an unchanged smile, said, "After all, it’s a small token of my affection. Even if it’s not eye-catching, I still hope Lady would accept it."
With that said, he opened the box.
With a ’click,’ everyone looked over.
It wasn’t gold or silver jewelry but a thin sheet of paper.
Ji Huo snorted, "Such a fine box; I thought there was some treasure inside. What’s with Cui Yun? Isn’t he afraid of becoming a laughingstock? No matter what, Ji Teng at least sent some pastries over. If he doesn’t know how to sweet-talk, he could come to visit this Princely Heir, or if that fails, go to the Imperial Palace to beg for a script."
"Just the other day, to appease one of my concubines from the thirteenth room, I spent hundreds of taels of Silver. Cui Yun doesn’t seem like one short of silver, so why so stingy?"
Having vented, he reached out to grab it.
Only then did he realize that it wasn’t just any piece of paper, but a land deed.
He looked closer and took a sharp breath.
Wei Yingying, who had just regained some composure, fixed her gaze firmly.
She rubbed her eyes. No mistake.
It was the land deed to Yunxiang Pavilion.
Ji Qing presented it with both hands to Shen Hua.
"Considering that Lady’s clothes are always from Yunxiang Pavilion, I thought I might as well buy it."
Shen Hua couldn’t utter her refusal and cold response.
Yangyang really wants it, but has to stay dignified.
She sat there, coldly and nobly.
Ji Huo fell silent.
Seeing Shen Hua looking as if she couldn’t care less, Wei Yingying, in fear of a refusal, hastily took it and slapped it into Shen’s hand.
Shen Hua scoffed, "It’s just a shop, who cares."
But her hand was clenched tightly.
Hers! Hers! It was hers!
Wei Yingying retorted, "That’s enough! Look at what Ji Huo just said, boasting over just hundreds of taels!"
Ji Huo: "..."
Severely wounded.
"And look at Ji Teng!"
Wei Yingying pointed to the celadon bowl.
"Thinking some pastries could buy me off!"
"Wake up! This is the highly sought-after Yunxiang Pavilion! Any girl who can afford their new dresses wants to show off in them every day. And the prices are exorbitantly high. From now on, any noble lady you dislike, you can have the Shopkeeper refuse to do business with her entire family."
Wei Yingying held Shen Hua’s hand excitedly, "Let’s not beat around the bush, I simply want something for nothing."
Not to say that she was the only one; Xie Yinong’s eyes were also brightly lit.
Cui Rong, with her head held high and chest puffed out, walked up to Ji Huo and looked down on him with disdain, "Poor ghost! Nothing to say now, right?"
Holding her treasured land deed, Shen Hua conceded, "Fine, for your sake, I’ll reluctantly accept it."
Wei Yingying fell into deep thought... was she really that important?
Ji Huo didn’t bring up going to Seventh Prince Mansion again.
He was dazed.
At lunchtime, Ji Teng had someone deliver four portions of wontons, none for him.
While at Shen Hua’s side, the Shopkeeper from First-tier Sky personally visited with a table full of signature dishes. Tea and pastries were also prepared, along with shelled sunflower seeds in a pretty little pouch.
In the end, no one went out.
Because...
The best theater troupe from Shengjing had arrived.
And the Hidden Guards sent by Ji Teng to protect Wei Yingying were all watching the play, utterly transfixed with Shen Hua.
Ji Huo: ...
He, a man, couldn’t even bear to watch anymore.
He slammed the table and said to Wei Yingying,
"Look at yourself, what worthless man have you married!"
