Chapter 22: I'm the Most Short of Money
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The atmosphere was unusually awkward.
In the study, Yun An sat and stood neither comfortably.
But Beichen Yi was quite calm, as if nothing had just happened.
"Uncle, you didn't see anything, did you"
Yun An'an asked again.
"This King has seen what should be seen, and this King has also seen what should not be seen."
He gave the same answer. Beichen Yi slowly put down his teacup, and the depth in his eyes sent a shiver down Yun An'an's spine.
"My beloved, rest assured. This king will take full responsibility for you."
"That... taking full responsibility isn't necessary, just compensate for some mental distress would be enough."
Otherwise, what could she say
One cried, two made a fuss, three hanged themselves. Just like in TV dramas, they threatened Beichen Yi this and that.
Moreover, they are now only nominally married. The word "responsible" doesn't carry much weight in this case.
It's better to just give money.
When it comes to giving money, Yun'an is still quite conflicted.
"Uncle, we just turned the page on that last one. Can you make sure to get back all the rest of the dowry Yun Laogou… Yun Qian Shan owes"
"My beloved, are you short of money"
It's reasonable to ask for money, but the little girl seems to be a bit too eager.
"The one thing I lack the most right now is money."
Everything we need in life, from food and shelter to clothing and transportation, requires money.
Besides, she's bound to leave Yiwangfu someday, so she needs to plan ahead carefully and not be caught off guard later.
"Take it."
"Give me Whose key is this"
A metallic key lay before her eyes. Yun An'an looked at Beichen Yi, then back at the key, her expression gradually becoming more and more exaggerated.
"Uncle... could this be the key to the Yiwangfu treasury Would it all belong to me from now on"
I never thought she would truly experience the saying "from bad to worse."
You will also become a female lead in a novel, controlling the financial power of the Prince's Mansion.
What should this money be used for
Opening a chain of five-star hotels, where the guests are all wealthy and distinguished, would definitely be very profitable.
You could also open a hot pot restaurant. Hot pot is a great thing, it's delicious both in ancient and modern times.
When Yun An'an was daydreaming about how she would build a business empire, Bei Chen Yi interrupted her idyllic vision.
"Your Majesty sent a gift this morning. This is just the key to one of the wooden chests, not the key to the palace treasury."
"...."
Done hastily!
She still thought she was lucky.
"My beloved seems a little disappointed."
Gazing at the expression in those phoenix eyes, Bei Chen Yi pursed his lips and drew a slight smile.
"No, no, it's a gift from the emperor. I'm so happy!"
She probably just felt a little bit self-conscious…and embarrassed.
"Uncle, how did yesterday's things turn out"
"Due to an operating error by fireworks factory workers, the explosion resulted in irreversible losses. One hundred and thirty-seven people died, over a thousand were injured, and the economic damage is immeasurable."
"Uncle, do you also think it was an operating error by the fireworks factory workers"
Yun'an asked, and Beichen Yi's eyes twitched slightly. The fleeting expression in his eyes already explained everything.
The fireworks factory, which had been shut down for several years under strict regulations, suddenly exploded, leaving people baffled.
And, when she was searching for survivors at the fireworks factory yesterday, she took a look at the scene of the accident. It seemed to be an intentional act of sabotage, rather than an accident.
Enough! This has nothing to do with her. She's done all she can.
I'm going to cook, what do you want to eat
"My beloved, aren't you making some nourishing dishes Could I perhaps have a taste as well"
"Beichen Yi... you've gone too far."
We agreed to forget about the tea, isn't this more fun
"Alright, alright. My beloved, whatever you make, I shall eat. However, don't be discouraged, my love. I wouldn't despise your cooking."
"You're still saying that!"
After lunch, Yun An'an began to treat Beichen Yi.
Out of spite, a woman pricked herself with more needles.
"Done, the Lihun Gu has been removed, all that's left are the Qinggu and poison."
When will the love spell be broken
Yun An'an shrugged.
"This depends on fate. The witch doctor who gave you the soul-severing poison and love poison back then was a master."
The soul-devouring gu is easy to break, but as for love curses, it can't be broken every three or two months.
"This love spell is tricky, Uncle. Just focus on resting and recuperating. Be a virtuous, well-rounded man with good moral character, intelligence, physical beauty, and diligence."
"What shall I do, Your Highness I urgently need to be cured of the love poison so that I can help my beloved consort."
Bei Chen Yi's words left Yun An An a little confused.
What can I do for her
"What can I help you with"
"This king learned some massage techniques from medical books, which can help my beloved concubine become plump and full..."
"Uncle, do you believe me, after this injection, you'll never be able to get up for the rest of your life."
Yún An'an’s face was darkened with displeasure.
How did that domineering and mighty regent king, who was once a fearsome and powerful figure, become such a scoundrel who casually insults people
……
To completely cure the poison and gu from Beichen Yi's body, countless precious medicinal herbs would be needed.
Even some pharmacies have never heard the names of some rare herbs.
Yun An'an could only flip through the books little by little, looking for the sources of the medicinal herbs she needed.
"Is there a pharmacy"
This name is rather peculiar.
With a bag slung over her shoulder, Yun'an stepped into the pharmacy.
The apothecary owner was an old man, munching on snacks and sipping wine when Yun An'an walked in.
Perhaps intoxicated by the wine, the old man looked up at Yun with a face full of annoyance.
"Dude, don't you see the 'Closed' sign out there"
Zu An grumbled an old curse, then lowered his head to continue eating and drinking.
He thought Yun'an would be scolded away, but who knew the little girl wouldn't back down, pointing at a row of medicine cabinets and wanting to buy medicine.
According to this prescription, all the medications are available.
Saying that, Yun An'an took out a large ingot of gold and placed it before the old man.
She could tell that the medicine in this apothecary was top-notch, even though the storefront was small and a little run-down. Compared to other luxurious apothecaries, the medicines here were unique.
A gleaming silver ingot appeared before his eyes. The old man's white eyebrows shot up, and he sneered.
"Little girl, with money you can get many things. You want to buy medicine for me Money can't buy that."
If you want to buy medicine, just wait twenty or thirty years. When this old man is in a good mood, I'll sell you some medicine then.
The elder's words made Yun'an smile and speak.
"Old man, do you want me to burn incense and ask for medicine for you, and then you will send the medicine to me in a dream"
"You little vixen, your tongue is so venomous! Get out, get out! Out of my sight! This old man won't sell you any medicine."
Driven by the old man from Zou An, Yun An'an was not annoyed, she just sighed softly.
Well, since that's the case, I won't force you to stay.
"I thought it would be fun to make friends with someone as interesting as you, an elder with such personality. Maybe we could share a bottle of 1982 Coke and some juicy fried chicken sometime! Farewell!"
"Hold on, girl, wait a minute. What's Coke and fried chicken from 1982 Is it good" of ordinary people like us to even aspire to."Holding a wine cup, Yun Anan poured herself a glass of clear wine.Looking at Mo塵jun without his mask, especially those violet eyes, she felt like somethi...