Bamboo horse is king

Chapter 156 I Married You For Money
The two quarreled all the way to the main hall.

The betrothal gifts of Zunwang's Mansion were piled up like a hill, from the courtyard to the main hall, there were several long rows.

Shen Jue'er stared straight at her eyes, swallowed, and had to say, a certain beast is very rich.

Shen Shiyun looked at Shen Jue'er's appearance as a money fanatic, smiled and shook his head, hopeless!

The housekeeper of Zunwang's Mansion stepped forward and presented the gift list with a respectful expression, "Princess, please have a look!"

Shen Jue'er took it, and just flipped through a few pages, her hands couldn't help trembling, how much money does this bastard have, she doubts that she can buy half of the capital with these betrothal gifts.

Seeing Shen Jue'er's excited look, Mu Jingyuan smiled and coughed lightly, "Are you satisfied?"

Shen Jue'er pursed her lips, closed the gift list, pretending to be calm, "Let's just force it!"

Mu Jingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled across his dark eyes, "Stinky girl, these betrothal gifts will still be carried back to Zunwang's mansion on the day of our wedding, so you don't have to be too happy, this king is just going through the motions. "

Shen Jue'er was stunned. According to etiquette and customs, the dowry will indeed be carried back... All the good mood disappeared in an instant, feeling depressed, and threw the gift list to Mu Jingyuan, "I won't marry!"

"Hehe!" Mu Jingyuan couldn't help laughing, "Are you marrying this king, or are you marrying this king's money?"

"Of course it's money!" Shen Jue'er stared.

"Eh... This king married you, in fact, it was for money. My father-in-law only has you as a daughter, so there should be a lot of dowries..."

"Mu Jingyuan!"

"Hehe!" Mu Jingyuan was so happy that he took Shen Jue'er into his arms with his long arms, lowered his head and quickly kissed her on the lips, "I'm kidding! The money will be yours from now on! You will be my king!"

Shen Jue'er blushed, gave Mu Jingyuan an angry look, "My father is still here!" and kissed her every now and then.

Shen Shiyun looked at the two amusedly, "It's hard for Jue'er to think of being a father!"

"Daddy!" Shen Jue'er pouted, "Even you make fun of me!"

"Daddy is happy!" Shen Shiyun smiled gently, and told the butler beside him, "Put the dowry into the warehouse!"

"..."

Zunwang went to the prime minister's mansion to hire him. Compared with the calmness of the prime minister's mansion, the whole capital was already boiling.

Shocked by the amount of betrothal gifts in Zunwang's mansion, shocked by Zunwang's attention, he even went to the next appointment in person.

The celebrities in Beijing are envious, jealous...

In a corner of the palace, in the gorgeous palace, precious ornaments were broken all over the place.

The owner of the palace had a ferocious face, with fierce and crazy eyes, and a few vicious words came out between his teeth, "Shen Jue'er!"

The maid next to her knelt on the broken porcelain, shivering, and the blood soaked the ground along her knees.

Zunwang hired him, but he didn't inform anyone in advance.

The emperor who got the news one step later felt uncomfortable. On the one hand, Mu Jingyuan didn't take him seriously as the emperor. On the other hand, he had already received the news and knew the identities of the Shen family's father and daughter.

Although Shen Shiyun had ruined his cultivation, Shen Jue'er...

If Shen Jue'er is strong, her marriage to Mu Jingyuan will not only help Mu Jingyuan, but also be a good thing for the entire Beiyu Kingdom.

Mu Jingyuan is powerful, and the emperor is happy to see his success, but he is also worried that he will completely lose control.

The emperor's heart is contradictory.

Sometimes, he didn't want to admit it at all. In fact, Mu Jingyuan had already lost control and was no longer under his control.

Zuixian Building, Tianzi No. [-] Room, by the window
A man in a blue suit stands with his hands behind his back.

The man was eighteen or nineteen years old, with good features and a handsome face. He looked like a white-faced scholar, but his eyes were extremely sharp. His eyes were looking in the direction of the prime minister's mansion, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes showed complexity.

"Brother Situ, what are you looking at?" The woman asked softly, with curiosity in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)