The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Chapter 964: Shi Anxia Blackmails People



Chapter 964: Shi Anxia Blackmails People

This string of agarwood Buddhist beads was originally given by Eunuch Qi. When Bei Hui later followed his wife to Baoguo Temple, he asked Master Jiyuan to bless it.

Zhuo Qiran's eyes moved slightly. He recognized this tribute agarwood, which seemed to be a gift from the emperor, noble and precious.

He didn't dare to answer it.

Bei Hui just stretched out her hands in front of him and said, "Keep you safe and live a long life."

After hearing what she said, Zhuo Qiran took the ring from her hand and put it on his hand. For the first time, he longed to live a long life, to spend his life with the girl in front of him, and to have many children and grandchildren.

He hurriedly said to her, "Wait for me." Then he turned around and left. As if he was afraid that she would not wait for him, he raised his voice and reminded her, "Wait for me."

Bei Hui looked at the man's tall back, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of her lips.

This was the first time she really thought about spending the rest of her life with him. She didn't want to keep an eye on him for her wife and kill him if she found out he had any other intentions. She just wanted to live with this old man for a long time.

Her heart was warm and her eyes were moist.

The snow had not yet melted under the plum tree. When Zhuo Qiran came back, he could see Bei Hui standing in the shadows of the twisted branches from afar. Her scarlet cloak made her look like a plum bud about to bloom on the branch.

Zhuo Qiran held a brocade box in his palm, and inside the box lay a sparkling Pisces jade pendant.

The two jade fish are connected head to tail, shining with a warm luster under the snow.

"For you." He held the brocade box in front of Bei Hui, with unmelted snow still on his white hair. "A token of love."

Bei Hui's face turned red, and even the tips of her ears turned red. This guy!

Zhuo Qiran smiled, but he still said seriously, "This is also a gift from the emperor. It was given by the emperor." He paused, and his voice suddenly became lighter, "I wanted to give it to you on the day of the wedding, but I really can't wait."

A gust of wind blew the snow off the branches, and the flying snow foam covered their heads and faces.

Zhuo Qiran was quick to move and stuffed the brocade box into Bei Hui's palm. He then opened his arms and used his wide sleeves to create a space for her.

The cold snow particles hit his shoulders, and a few even landed on the back of his neck, causing him to tremble slightly.

Bei Hui looked up and saw that his white hair was dotted with crystal snow particles, reflecting tiny rays of light under the sunlight.

She clenched the brocade box in her hand, and her throat suddenly tightened.

Zhuo Qiran lowered his head slightly, his falling hair brushing across her forehead, "Here are two jade pendants, one for you and one for me. Can you tie them for me?"

Bei Hui looked at his serious expression, feeling both bitter and sweet. She lowered her head to take out the red string from the jade pendant, only to find that the jade pendant had split into two.

She took the fish on the left, and when she wrapped the red rope around the jade belt around his waist, she smelled the faint scent of medicine on his clothes.

The red string fluttered between her fingers, as if it was tied to some indescribable worry.

"Okay." She fastened the jade pendant for him and was about to step away, but he grabbed her wrist.

Zhuo Qiran took out another jade pendant and paused noticeably when his fingertips brushed the belt around her waist.

Bei Hui held her breath, watching his slender fingers flexibly tie a heart knot, and finally gently pull it.

"This way," he took a half step back, a smile in his eyes, "we're a couple."

When Bei Hui returned, she still had a smile on her face.

At that moment, Anxia knew that she must have reconciled with Lord Zhuo, and she was happy for her. It was also at this moment that she completely erased the wrong path and wrong things Lord Zhuo had taken in his previous life.

This person is actually a kind-hearted person.

In addition, what made her even happier was that she extorted a sum of money from the Liang State Prince Cen Ji for disaster relief.

In the morning, Cen Che came to beg her to release the person, saying that the person in jail with him was named Feng Ji, a businessman.

You are kidding me. That is clearly the eldest prince of Liang, Cen Ji.

Cen Che said again, it was all a misunderstanding. They happened to be discussing business in a teahouse that day, and they were arrested as traitors for no apparent reason.

Shi Anxia said leisurely, in a businesslike manner, "Mr. Xie was able to come out of prison safely because you were working for this princess. As for Feng Ji you mentioned, someone will investigate him clearly."

Cen Che was anxious. How could he dare to let the princess's people conduct a detailed investigation? That would only bring trouble to the bottom of the matter. If he was not careful, he might even be completely implicated.

He had no choice but to use his trump card, "Princess, you don't know that what I talked about with Master Feng in the teahouse that day was to help you relieve your worries."

"Oh? This princess would like to hear how you can share your worries?" Shi Anxia smiled secretly in her heart but did not show it on her face, and listened attentively.

Cen Che said with a stiff upper lip, "Master Feng is willing to take out 10,000 taels of silver to help with the disaster relief. He also wants to share the princess' worries."

Shi Anxia's expression became softer. "Ten thousand taels of silver? Thank you, you are joking. I counted the accounts yesterday, and the Nanjiao porridge stall alone consumes more than a thousand taels of silver a day. In this case, I won't bother Mr. Feng to help. It's just a drop in the bucket."

This is blatant blackmail! Cen Che gritted his teeth and said, "I dare to accept the 20,000 taels on behalf of Master Feng."

Shi Anxia's eyes fell on Xie Huai, "Master Xie, are you willing to guarantee this Master Feng? If you are willing to guarantee and take responsibility, I will release him immediately for 20,000 taels of silver. But if anything wrong is found later..."

Cen Che said anxiously: "Yes! We are willing to..."

"I don't want to." Xie Huai interrupted in a firm and resounding voice, and was unambiguous at the critical moment.

He took a look at the so-called Xie Yu and thought to himself, since you are not a member of the Xie family, of course you will agree quickly. The heads of more than 300 people in his Xie Mansion, young and old, are no joke.

Even though the Northern Wing has abolished collective responsibility, it would be a great injustice if the Xie family was involved in this unclear case of treason.

Xie Huai was very clear-headed at this moment and refused to give in.

Shi Anxia smiled suddenly, a sharp light flashed in her eyes, "Look, even the people in the Xie family who can make the decision are unwilling to guarantee it." She picked up the teacup slowly, "You want me to take on such a huge responsibility for 20,000 taels of silver? If this Mr. Feng is really an accomplice of the traitors..."

The tea lid tapped lightly on the edge of the cup, making a crisp sound.

"But rest assured, Master Xie," she smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes, "I will definitely ask my subordinates to investigate thoroughly. From the date of birth to the eight generations of ancestors, Master Feng will be cleared of all charges."

Cen Che's face turned pale, and he clenched his hands in his sleeves. These words sounded polite, but in fact, they were heartbreaking. If he really wanted to investigate, not only would Cen Ji's identity as a prince be exposed, but even his own identity would have to be revealed.

Cen Che was so angry that he almost cursed, but he had to put on a very respectful face, "Princess, please understand, the Xie family is indeed not in a position to guarantee Mr. Feng. But..." He took a deep breath and clenched his fists tighter, "I wonder if 100,000 taels of silver can be exchanged for the princess's leniency?"

Shi Anxia's eyebrows curved, but she didn't answer. One hundred thousand taels of silver is not worthy of a prince's status. How can he be so stingy?


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