Shenhao: The little widow became the richest woman in Beijing

Chapter 157 Take the flowers! Sister, I will support you!

Bai Xueru nodded, her face calm.

Wu Hengcai thought that his master knew that he wanted to get close to the woman in front of him before, so he punished and warned him not to provoke her again.

His eyes were dark and he disagreed deeply in his heart, but he could not disobey His Highness's orders. The master really always has some kindness that shouldn't be there. The young His Highness should not have been placed in the temple in the first place.

She is as bright as the empress, so she should not be dragged into the abyss. How does this woman look like the empress? There is absolutely no resemblance between the eyebrows and the eyes.

If I hadn't known that my master only had hatred in his heart, I might have thought that he was making excuses because he had a mortal heart.

Dust-free in a dark room, the sunlight shines on me through the narrow window, half shadow and half light.

Recently, major temples near Huocheng were searching and interrogating monks. In order not to cause trouble to the temple people and implicate innocent people, he left.

Thinking of that day, when I almost killed that man, but failed to kill his head in the end, my well-joined fingers clenched into fists, the veins on the back of my hands popped out, and the force caused the beads in my palms to break. Falling all over the ground...

In the sound of Buddhist beads clanging to the ground, Wuchen's eyes were blood red, remembering that man pretended to respect his father, but secretly poisoned him.

Before his death, his father passed the throne to his vicious brother for the sake of their mother and son.

However, what he had done was discovered by his mother. When her mother planned to send him out of the palace and seek revenge, the palace maid arranged by that person learned about it.

In order not to expose his crimes to the world, that man brutally slaughtered his mother and all the people in the palace. If his mother had not prepared to send him out of the palace, the body of a boy who looked similar to himself would have been sent to the palace through a secret passage. Among them, he was also one of the corpses.

Wuchen's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty and crazy light, and the Buddha and the devil suddenly thought. But why did I become a Buddha? What’s wrong with being a demon?

Blood dripped from the palm of Wuchen's hand that was holding the prayer bead tightly, and he suddenly dropped the only remaining prayer bead in his palm to the ground.

The fists clenched loudly. He once secretly sneaked into the imperial mausoleum to see the bones of his father, and they were indeed stained with black and blue. Later, he saw evidence of patricide in the pen holder his father left for him.

The Emperor originally wanted that person to take the throne, but that person couldn't wait any longer. When the Emperor fell ill, he secretly changed the prescription of the decoction, which worsened and brought down the Emperor's health. The Supreme Emperor only found out when he was dying, so he passed the throne to his father.

How could such a man who killed his brother and father deserve to be the supreme leader in the Nine Provinces?

I should let everyone in the world know that there is a devilish person on the throne...

Death is really too easy for him...

When Mu Yiyun came over, Bai Xueru had just returned to the house not long ago.

"Sister. Your life is really pleasant."

Mu Yiyun followed the servant's lead and as soon as he walked in, he saw the beauty in the room lying lazily and comfortably on a wicker chair, making tea and various dried fruit pastries around the stove.

The window is facing the plum grove, and the cold fragrance of winter plums seems to permeate the air, making even a light breath feel pleasant.

The woman held a book in her hand and took a sip of tea from time to time. He raised his eyes to look at the visitor and smiled lightly. "Coming!"

Is it pleasant?

It took many uncomfortable hours of hard work to earn a half-day of leisure.

With those project skills, how can I be idle? It's all an illusion, it's just that my efforts are unknown.

"She is a four-star host." Xiaotuanzi reminded him in his mind.

A slight smile appeared on Bai Xueru's lips, and she looked at the beautiful woman with cheerful eyes who was taking off her cloak and handing it to the servant.

Best friend is such a heart-warming word.

"It's not cold even with the windows open. This charcoal fire is really luxurious."

Although her family is quite wealthy, it has never been as luxurious as hers. In order to see the scenery of the plum forest, she opened the window on the other side, and because she was afraid of the cold, the surroundings were covered with charcoal fire. Approaching her felt like she had to step into the house. Like a sea of ​​fire.

Bai Xueru's voice contained a lazy smile, "Money is for enjoyment!"

If I don’t use so much silver, if I don’t use it, if I don’t bring it with me in life, and if I don’t take it with me in death, what’s the point?

Mu Yiyun smiled brightly and nodded in response, "Yes!"

"Are you out these days again?"

"Yes!" Mu Yiyun sighed. He liked doing business outside, but doing business was not easy.

Bai Xueru smiled slightly, "Why are you sighing? Just wait, I will get you something."

"What is it? A New Year's gift? Have you prepared a gift for me?"

Bai Xueru said with a smile, "That's right."

Not long after, Bai Xueru came over again, and Xin Yi held a box and placed it gently on the table.

This feeling is the same as when the master gave away banknotes before. Although I have experienced it twice, I am not that shocked.

But I still want to sigh in my heart, how much money does the master have? I wonder how much silver is in this box?

"For me?" Mu Yiyun looked at the box, not knowing what was inside, with a curious expression on his face.

Bai Xueru nodded, "I will use it for you to do business, and it will be considered as my investment for you. In the future, when you go out to do business, you will not be working hard in vain to make wedding clothes for others, but it will be your own industry."

Mu Yiyun was moved. She really understands him. She is not afraid of being tired, but what is tired is her heart. No matter how much she gives, what she earns will eventually belong to others, and in the end it will belong to her nephew at home.

As far as they are concerned, they are a woman who will get married sooner or later. If she gives it to them, it will not be an advantage to others.

Mu Yiyun's heart was moved, and a layer of mist flashed in his eyes, "Sister."

Bai Xueru looked at her and said, "Open it and take a look."

Mu Yiyun opened the box obediently, his misty eyes suddenly widened, he blinked hard a few times, and looked at Bai Xueru with a face full of disbelief.

"Is this a gift or an inheritance?"

Bai Xueru took the cake and threw it at the woman across the table. "I think you are in trouble. Have you ever cursed me like this?"

Mu Yiyun reacted, took a sip, and slapped his mouth, "Ah!" It hurt.

I originally thought that she would invest about 10,000 taels for me. Although 10,000 taels is still a lot, he is already a very wealthy person with a millionaire.

But for her, she could easily give her 10,000 taels of money as soon as they met. She thought it would not be less than 10,000 taels, but she never expected that it would be so much, a box full of banknotes. .

How much does this have to be? You must have at least three hundred thousand taels in silver notes, right?

Mu Yiyun's face was filled with shock. He pointed at the box with trembling fingers and looked at Bai Xueru.

The entire Mu family, with all their belongings put together, is not that much.

"This, is this for me?" His voice stammered, his eyes full of disbelief.

A smile flashed in Bai Xueru's eyes, "Well, take the flowers! Sister, I will support you!"

"Aren't you good at business? Just do whatever you want. I support you!"