The Prime Minister's Wife Is The Richest Woman

A candle was lit in front of the low table, and the dim candle light reflected on his face, soft and quiet.

Wu Wei’an’s appearance is not amazing. He is like plain boiled water, like plain porridge and  pickled vegetables.

For example, some girls have a face that is very family friendly, with a peaceful and quiet temperament which gives others the feeling that she can be a good wife and a good mother.

And Wu Wei’an’s appearance is similar to this, like those gentle scholars that worked at a private school, who care for their wives and children when they return home.

It’s just that under his pen, a sharp word of ‘kill’ appeared on the paper.

Wu Wei’an put the letter away, raised his head and smiled gracefully: “It’s so late already. Yun Niang hasn’t slept yet?”

Ji Yunxi approached slowly, ignoring his greetings, and knelt down on the futon beside him.

She threw the bag of silver in her hand at him.

Wu Wei’an stretched out his hand, caught it accurately, weighed it in the palm of his hand, and then properly put it into his arms: “I walked around at the juncture of life and death tonight, but it was only two hundred taels.”

He is sadfishing just for money.

Ji Yunxi ruthlessly dismantled him: “I always thought that your acting was very good, but tonight’s performance was not very good.”

Wu Wei’an sighed: “I really can’t spit it out.”

Ji Yunxi didn’t wear much and fixed the clothes on her body: “My two brothers are not stupid. They should have seen something wrong.”

Hearing this, Wu Wei’an’s eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly.

He gently stroked the pulse on his own hand, and then stretched his sleeve a little longer to cover his white wrist that hides terrifying power: “Generally speaking, people who are good at poison are not good at medicine. Your Sixth Brother…”

Ji Yunxi heard what he meant: “Sixth Brother is good at poison and also medicine.”

Wu Wei’an chuckled lightly: “This is rare.”

“He often uses the wrong poison, so he has to be good at medicine.” Ji Yunxi sighed lightly.

Her sixth brother, Ji Mingyan, is a man who lacks a tendon in his mind. He has been committed to pitting people without taking responsibility for it since he was a child. What’s more, he always forgets the pain after he gets rid of the scar.

It’s gotten better over the years. When he was young, he used to trap his older and younger brothers, and his sisters to the point of almost dying. Then weeping and sobbing, madly trying all kinds of ways again to make up for it. In the end, he developed a good medical skill and also a good poison skill.

This is why, when he makes poisons, he must make the antidote too.

Ji Yunxi watched Wu Wei’an’s small movements calmly and asked: “Did Sixth Brother touch your pulse?”

Wu Wei’an hummed.

Ji Yunxi raised her eyebrows and said: “What’s so special about your pulse?”

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Wu Wei’an looked up at her: “Sometimes it’s not good to know too much.”

Ji Yunxi let out a nonchalant oh sound.

According to the routine of ordinary novels, this pulse is either a pulse that is invulnerable to all poisons, or it is a pulse that has been hit by some severe poison before and can’t be solved for a while, and the method of fighting poison with poison is used to suppress the pulse that may break out at any time.

This kind of plot usually happens to the male lead in the book.

However, Wu Wei’an is not the male lead, but just a subordinate of the male lead.

But then again, the subordinate is already such a big villain. Then, doesn’t that make the Fifth Prince who is the male lead even more arrogant?

It’s just a pity that she cut it ahead of the other party. She is the one raising such a big villain now.

Ji Yunxi gently reminded: “But your pulse is very special, my Sixth Brother must have felt it.”

Wu Wei’an pinched his eyebrows and stared at her: “I regret it a little now.”

Ji Yunxi understood what he meant and smiled: “An Lang, once you get on some ships, it won’t be so easy to get off.”

Wu Wei’an regretted agreeing to the marriage with her, and regretted being so close to the Ji family.

But Ji Yunxi’s money is not something he can take if he wants, and return to her if he wants to.

It seemed that there was only a gust of wind passing by, but the next moment, the person who was sitting behind the low table before, suddenly appeared in front of Ji Yunxi.

The distance between the two was very close now.