Bai Yuegang of Prince Ning's Mansion

Chapter 3 Missing a Billion
A moment later, the scumbag father came out first, dressed in a moon-white uniform.

After taking his seat, he stared at Ruixue who was sitting upright.

"Hmph~, you and her look more and more like each other.

Looking at your face, I couldn't be happier.

If it weren't for the holy decree that you must be the daughter of the prime minister's mansion, I would be willing to keep you for a few more years. "

While speaking, thin white fingers tapped the table lightly, making a "da da" sound.

"You will be ready in two months, and the three books and six appointments have already begun.

The wedding date is set for the Mid-Autumn Festival, you just need to stay in the courtyard well, and the Prime Minister's Office will come forward to prepare for the marriage.

Don't make a fuss about nothing, and trouble me with trivial things like yesterday. "

Ruixue lowered her head to her ears, and nodded slightly in response.

She is cute on the surface, but in fact she has scolded him 180 times in her heart. Who cares about being the daughter of a prime minister.

You don't even know your daughter is dead, and you're still pretending to be foolish here.

Seeing Ruixue's obedient appearance, Master Xiang was quite satisfied, and stopped tapping his fingers on the table.

"Huaiyu!"

There was a response from the cubicle, and the beautiful woman walked out with her back straightened.

His steps were a bit heavy, and he smiled lightly with the corners of his mouth pulled, but his brows were furrowed even tighter, his eyes were reddish, and his world-weary expression became more and more obvious.

The belt was slightly tilted, and the accessories were also tilted to one side. The waist was not as soft as before, but stiffly straightened, and he walked to Xiangye's side.

Master Xiang stared at her playfully, his slender eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile spread on his lips.

"You are the mistress of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and you taught Wan Wan how to behave before she got married.

Even if she is the daughter of my prime minister, she must have the aura of my prime minister.

Although you have been abandoned in the village for several years, this small matter should not trouble you, the number one talented woman in Kyoto. "

The word "talented woman" raised her voice, causing Huaiyu, who had a straight back, to slump her shoulders.

Huaiyu replied: "Yes." There was grievance and unwillingness in his tone.

He smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, which was uglier than crying.

The smile on Xiangye's lips became more and more obvious, "Why~ I'm not happy."

He grabbed Huaiyu's wrist violently, causing her to stagger, and her knee hit the mahogany chair with a muffled sound.

Huaiyu withdrew his wrist, and his smile became even uglier, "Why, this is all Huaiyu's job."

Master Xiang raised his hand and sniffed lightly, "It's good that you understand."

What a weird way to get along.

The scum dad is a bit of a BT for no reason, he takes pleasure in bullying and ridiculing others, belittling and oppressing others everywhere.

Ruixue followed Huaiyu out of the study room, and the moment the door closed, she clearly felt the people around her breathe a sigh of relief.

The two did not go back to Ruixue's small courtyard, but stopped in front of a courtyard surrounded by green trees.

There is faint sound of chanting scriptures in the courtyard, and the smell of incense candles makes people feel peaceful.

Huaiyu said that the old lady of Jiang's family lived in the courtyard. She didn't see many guests on weekdays. She just chanted sutras and worshiped Buddha.

Bringing Ruixue here was also ordered by the old lady. After all, the Holy Majesty bestowed a marriage, and she always wanted to see the prime minister's daughter when she got married.

There are no flowers and plants in the courtyard, only some green trees such as pines, cypresses and ginkgoes are planted.

The maids who waited on the cleaning were all dressed as monks, and they only nodded slightly when they saw the two coming.

Ruixue put away her curiosity and followed Huaiyu into the Buddhist hall.

An old woman was kneeling on the futon in the middle, her gray hair tied neatly behind her head with an ebony hairpin.

Wearing a blue-gray cotton robe, he got up without turning his head when he heard the two coming in.

He just said lightly: "Come with me to finish reading this scripture."

The maid at the side handed over the futon, and Ruixue sat down on her knees obediently.

The sound of chanting scriptures came, and the chaotic mood gradually calmed down.

After an unknown amount of time, the old woman who had finished chanting, lovingly pulled Ruixue, whose legs were numb, into the tea room beside her.

After cooking the tea with her own hands, she pushed the coarse porcelain teacup to Ruixue's hand.

"Wanwan is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I always feel that you are still young, and in the blink of an eye, you have reached the age of marriage.

Grandma is already an outsider, she has her own fate, and there is nothing to tell you.

I called you here today because I have something to hand over to you. "

While talking, he took an exquisitely crafted lacquered wooden box from the side and pushed it in front of Ruixue.

"Your mother entrusted me to keep this, and I promised her to hand it over to you to take away from the prime minister's mansion when you got married.

It was originally your mother's dowry, but some of it was embezzled when the prime minister's family was in crisis. I will tell your father to make it up for you when you get married. "

The old woman had a loving face, but her words were devoid of any emotion.

He was neither close nor distant to Ruixue, but took a few extra glances at Huaiyu who was silently drinking tea with her head bowed.

"You're thinner than last time I saw you."

Huaiyu didn't answer, just gave a soft "hmm".

Ruixue looked at the box in front of her, wanting to open it and have a look.

Since it is a dowry, it must be something like a house deed, a land deed, and a bank note.

I was a little excited in my heart, I didn't expect to become a rich woman, I only need one time travel.

As soon as the excited hands touched the edge of the buckle, Huaiyu interrupted him.

"The wedding date is set for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there is still a period of time. How can she take care of these things as a child, it is better for her mother to keep them for a period of time."

He didn't raise his head when he spoke, his light white fingers stroked the rim of the coarse porcelain cup, his eyes were empty and showed no emotion.

Sensing Ruixue's gaze, she raised her head slowly, her brows stretched a little, but she still had that world-weary expression.

She twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Put the things here, Wanwan can rest assured."

Ruixue withdrew her hand, and laughed dryly: "What the eldest lady said is true, then I will trouble grandma."

The old lady did not shirk, and took the box back.

Rui Xue's liver trembled, and she didn't know what was in the box, so she felt that she had missed a hundred million.

"My little Qianqian, just wait a few more days, and I'll take you all back."

After drinking tea, grandma didn't leave any food. It was already noon, and Ruixue, who hadn't eaten breakfast, started to growl.

Walk towards the mansion along the gravel road under the shade of the trees.

The shadow of the tree fell on Huaiyu's body, she raised her head, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly, her slender neck was reflecting like white porcelain.

Ruixue turned her head to look, and there was a bruise under the dark purple collar, Huaiyu hurriedly pulled up the collar to cover the scar.

He coughed uncomfortably: "Wanwan is hungry, I'll send someone to take you back, presumably your girl has already prepared meals for you."

He walked two steps quickly, but it seemed that he had pulled the wound, slightly raised his waist and abdomen, took a short breath and straightened his back.

Ruixue gritted her back molars. I'm afraid this scumbag father is not a domestic violence man. The movement in the cubicle before must be violence against Huaiyu.

Not only was he harsh in words, but he also did something to Huaiyu?

Do these two have some kind of enmity, or does the scumbag have some special hobbies.

Would he have treated Wanwan's mother in the same way, or why would he have passed away at such a young age.

Follow Huaiyu for a few quick steps, turn around the tree-lined path, and the sound of children playing can be heard from behind the rockery not far away.

(End of this chapter)