The Prime Minister's Wife Is The Richest Woman

Half of the candles in the room were extinguished, and only half of them remained on.

Under the candle light, a handsome figure was outlined. Wu Wei’an was sitting at the table, replying to letters.

In fact, these letters are not the ones that need a hurried reply.

He subconsciously glanced at the bed.

Ji Yunxi had already fallen asleep earlier. She lay on the inner side of the bed, with her back to him, and there was no movement at all.

Listening to the steady breathing, she should have fallen asleep.

Wu Wei’an retracted his gaze and continued to write the reply to the letter.

After a long while, someone knocked on the door outside, and Wan Xiang’s whisper in a low voice was heard: “Miss, I have something important to report.”

Wu Wei’an raised his head and glanced at Ji Yunxi. She didn’t move and her whole person was as if trapped inside the quilt, just like a small ball.

A person who usually never makes a promise that she cannot keep, a person of great momentum, can turn into a small ball like this too when she falls asleep.

He sighed softly, then got up and opened the door.

When Wan Xiang saw Wu Wei’an, she was slightly stunned.

Wu Weian saw the anxiety on the maid’s face and asked: “What’s the matter?”

“This——” Wan Xiang glanced inward and was somewhat hesitant.

Tonight is their young lady’s wedding night, and it is already this late, Wan Xiang actually doesn’t want to come and disturb her.

But they did not dare to make their own decisions about this matter, nor did they dare to wait until tomorrow to report it again. After all, their young lady has always attached great importance to such things.

A few years ago, the granary of a farming village in the suburbs accidentally caught fire. After the manager put out the fire, because it was the middle of the night and Ji Yunxi had caught the cold in those few days, they did not dare to disturb Ji Yunxi late at night, and thought of reporting it the next morning.

As a result, when Ji Yunxi got up the next day, she got so furious when she learned about it.

After that, those who worked under Ji Yunxi knew that whenever something happened, they should notify Ji Yunxi as soon as possible.

No matter the time or occasion.

But now, unlike in the past, there will be more than just their young lady in the room in the future.

Wan Xiang looked at Wu Wei’an and felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

She should tell Miss directly about this matter, right?

It was not difficult to see through the mind of a maid. Wu Wei’an said faintly: “Your young lady is already asleep now.”

Wan Xiang is different from Baofu. These days, she always follows Miss, so she knows that Wu Wei’an is not simple.

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Therefore, she did not hesitate for a long time and said: “Someone broke into the gambling house tonight, smashed the store, injured many of our people, and stole a lot of silver taels.”

Wu Wei’an frowned, and before he had time to react, the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed suddenly sat up.

Ji Yunxi’s eyes were drowsy and her head was a little dizzy, but she seemed to hear someone smashing her store?

Smashing her store?!

Wu Wei’an: “……”

Half an hour later, Ji Yunxi, who was dressed neatly, arrived outside the door of Dechang Gambling House.

Wu Wei’an accompanied her on the side.

At this time, there was already no one on the street.

But Dechang Gambling House was brightly lit, and there were even loud noises coming from inside.

Fang Yuan saluted Ji Yunxi solemnly: “Third Miss, I shouldn’t disturb you and Guye[1] tonight, but because it’s urgent——”

Ji Yunxi stretched out her hand and interrupted him: “You did the right thing. If this kind of thing happens, you must tell me as soon as possible. Now, let’s go in and have a look.”

Fang Yuan immediately walked in with the two of them, reporting as he walked: “Just two hours ago, masked men in black suddenly broke into the gambling house. They were holding hammers in their hands and smashed and robbed everywhere without a word at all. The guys in the store came forward to stop them, but those men in black were fat and strong, and our guys were not their rivals.”

The gambling house is in a mess now. The tables, chairs and chips fall all over the floor. The guys in the store have bruised noses and bruised faces, and some of them even have their hands and feet seriously broken, just sitting there and can’t even move at all. Even some guests were affected. Those who are injured were sitting there, scolding and demanding compensation from the gambling house.

[1] Guye: a form of address for a man by the member of his wife’s family.

TN: The translation should be ‘Uncle’ or ‘Sir’ but I feel that it kind of doesn’t match and not that precise, so I just used ‘Guye’.