Dressed as a mortal substitute cannon fodder? Don't be afraid, it's bound to the system. The more the scumbag man and bitch woman behave, the more gold ingots I will explode!
Isn't it delicious to take the money from the sponsor and run away to become the richest man in Jiangnan, and bring a genius and cute baby to recruit a son-in-law? !
The regent Lu Zheng gave a cold warning: "You have a face that looks very much like hers, but that's all. Remember your duty."
Jiang Xuening was crying on the surface, but secretly she was making plans: "Don't worry, boss! As long as the money is in place, I will pay for the green tea and spread the ashes for you!"
So——
The concubine is looking for trouble and smashes the vase? The mental damage fee for touching porcelain is five hundred taels!
Is Bai Yueguang pretending to be terminally ill to be worried? Okay, two cents per catty of concentrated pig blood mixed with croton, sold to you for one hundred thousand taels of gold, and you will be wiped out after drinking it!
After draining the last drop of blood from the palace, Jiang Xuening set the cold palace on fire and ran away with the ball.
Three years later, Jiangnan Wharf.
The regent, who was almost going crazy in search of his wife, was blocked by a black-bellied milk baby who looked exactly like himself and held a pure gold abacus.
"Uncle, seeing that your Yintang is black and your wife has run away, do you want to buy the anti-fraud guide? The original price is ten taels, but I will sell you one hundred taels of gold!"
Lu Zheng's pupils were shaken, and he followed the clues to find her, only to see his "dead wife" whom he thought about day and night, standing on a high platform, happily holding the "First Marriage and Husband Selection Ceremony for the Richest Man in Jiangnan"!
The once aloof and cold-blooded powerful minister went completely crazy.
He smashed the plaque of choosing a husband with one sword, his eyes turned red in front of all the talented people from Jiangnan, and he gritted his teeth but was extremely humble:
"Jiang Xuening! Did you tell your son that the grass on my grave is three feet high?! Isn't it okay for me to be the son-in-law? Open the door first!"
