The first time he woke up, the sickly Marquis Xie Heng called him with tears in his eyes: "Brother Ling Xiao!"
Behind him are the wolves in the court who are watching eagerly, and in their hands is the ruined Hou Mansion with a lot of bad debts.
Situ Xiao smiled.
Cleaning up housekeeping? He's good at it.
Making money? He is professional.
Fight against powerful officials? Sorry, he knows this script well.
I just didn't expect——
The little Marquis who seemed to need his protection looked at him more and more wrongly.
"Brother Ling Xiao, I will protect you this time."
"What a coincidence, I thought so too."
