CHAPTER 33: CHAPTER 32: THE OLD OX EATING YOUNG GRASS

"What?"

Song Jiling shuddered in shock. He was extremely afraid of the feeling of being possessed by a ghost. He looked pleadingly at Yu Nianzhao, "Miss Yu, Yu! I offended you a lot when I was haunted by ghosts before. Please don’t hold it against me and forgive me. Is there any way to get rid of this fate?"

"Fate is innate. Although it can be altered later, and some sinister people can seize fate, it’s all very difficult and requires a price."

Yu Nianzhao told him, "Your fate merely attracts evil spirits, commonly known as easily seeing ghosts. Just get used to it."

Song Jiling had a mournful look, "But I really don’t want to get used to it at all."

At the thought of being possessed by ghosts, he felt extremely uneasy, almost on the verge of tears.

Yu Nianzhao casually tossed him a talisman, "This is an Exorcism Talisman, it’s a gift for you. If the color on the talisman fades later, be careful. You can come to me to buy a new one."

Song Jiling nodded repeatedly, cherishingly keeping the Exorcism Talisman close to his body.

Xie Jiuxiao held Yu Nianzhao’s hand and asked nonchalantly, "Shangyuan Gambling House, who took you there?"

Song Jiling froze for a moment, then scratched his head and said, "I remember it was Wei Zhao, the Chief Censor Officer’s son, who took us there for fun. But at that time, it wasn’t just me. There were also a few of my classmates from Wenhuan Academy. We initially just wanted to seek some fun and planned to leave after taking a look. I don’t know why we became obsessed later. It must be Song Lanyi’s evil influence."

Yu Nianzhao gave him a sympathetic glance, "No, it’s not just one ghost with you. You got attached to a spirit at the Shangyuan Gambling House, so you lingered there. During that time, you must have spent a lot of money there, right? Look, your financial luck is broken."

Song Jiling turned pale with fright, "Yes, I lost a total of five thousand taels of silver! At that time, I was muddled and just thought of making a comeback! Yu, what should I do about my broken financial luck? Does it mean I won’t make money anymore in the future? Will I die poor?"

Thinking about having no money in the future, he started to cry again.

"You useless thing, you said you lost how much? Five thousand taels of silver?"

Song Cheng was furious. If his legs weren’t injured, he really wanted to chase after Song Jiling to beat him up, "You spendthrift, I wondered why the accounts haven’t been balancing lately, and you got addicted to giving money away? Was all your schooling for nothing?"

"Grandfather, save me!"

Song Jiling hid behind Mr. Song.

Mr. Song cast a calm glance at Song Cheng, "A son’s misbehavior is the father’s fault. You didn’t teach him well and were too preoccupied with pleasures, whom to blame?"

Song Cheng muttered a little sullenly, "Well, it’s not all my fault, it’s because you didn’t teach well either."

Mr. Song glared at him. The three generations refused to back down against one another.

"Chief Censor Officer? Wenhuan Academy?"

Xie Jiuxiao murmured, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes, "How many people are involved underneath a Shangyuan Gambling House? It really makes one curious."

Mr. Song immediately understood Xie Jiuxiao’s murderous intent, "Prince Su means someone is manipulating behind the scenes at the Shangyuan Gambling House? As far as I know, it was set up by the Duke’s eldest son from the Empress Dowager’s family."

Xie Jiuxiao gave a cold smile, "When you interrupt someone’s meal, they write petitions en masse to accuse this prince of meddling too much! Aren’t you, Master, choosing to stand by? Now do you still think there’s an issue with me raiding the gambling house?"

Mr. Song stroked his nose; he had come of age for retirement.

Indeed he didn’t plan to get involved in court feuds any longer.

Little did he expect his grandson to be dragged in. Mr. Song, the old fox, also revealed a trace of coldness in his eyes.

"It is well that Prince Su raided it. Such harmful places, if not raided, would claim many lives!"

Mr. Song placed his hands behind his back, exuding authority, "Jinglan, your troublesome friends by your side need to be sorted out. Open your eyes wide and don’t let yourself be deceived without knowing it."

Song Jiling wiped cold sweat, bowing meekly, "Yes, grandfather, I understand."

"Sir, the Mrs. has woken up, the Madam has woken up..."

The maid beside Mrs. Song came out, wiping tears of joy to announce the news.

"Really? That’s truly wonderful."

Song Cheng, after remorse, also shed tears of joy.

The unlucky Song Mansion finally received good news.

Song Jiling and Song Caiwei couldn’t wait to rush to Mrs. Song’s room to see her.

Yu Nianzhao and Xie Jiuxiao also planned to set off for home.

Mu Hongxuan was blissfully holding two boxes of silver, his eyes burning as he stared at Yu Nianzhao.

He now believed that Yu Nianzhao was a pretty great Princess Consort Su!

A money-earning Princess Consort Su pairs perfectly with a spending prince, indeed!

From now on, he had another person to be loyal to!

"Miss Yu, if you need Song Mansion’s help in the future, feel free to ask."

Mr. Song said to her solemnly, then glanced at Xie Jiuxiao with a hint of dissatisfaction, sneaking over to lower his voice, "Miss Yu is not yet married, the deal is not yet done; consider other men, maybe from our Song Mansion, I’ll introduce someone suitable to prevent Prince Su from robbing the cradle."

Robbing the cradle?

Xie Jiuxiao shot a cold glance over, did they think he had no ears?

That kind of comment was like swearing right next to a martial artist’s ear!

He looked deep and started to self-doubt.

Twenty-five years old, was he considered old?

The thought was suffocating!

"Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Song, but I think the Prince is quite fine."

Yu Nianzhao also lowered her voice, not forgetting to press her lips and steal a smile.

As a Prince, how unpopular was Xie Jiuxiao really?

She was telling the truth, Xie Jiuxiao was such a good tonic, not everyone could match him!

Unless another person could bear more evil qi than him came around!

Upon hearing Yu Nianzhao’s answer, the low pressure in Xie Jiuxiao disappeared without a trace.

He tightened his grip on Yu Nianzhao’s hand, and without a word, passed by Mr. Song, leaving the Song Mansion.

"Miss Yu, do come again!"

Mr. Song couldn’t help but sigh twice, "Although Prince Su holds a high position, I heard that with such a fate, he won’t live past twenty-six. It’s a pity Miss Yu is rushing to become a widow indeed, what a pity."

Song Cheng nodded in agreement, "It is indeed a pity."

Mr. Song frowned, reiterating, "You are still in the official circles, so help Miss Yu more in the future. The Song Family’s alliance with her comes with only advantages, no disadvantages!"

"Yes, father, don’t worry, I understand!"

When Yu Nianzhao was leaving the Song Mansion, Luu Shaochen was just about to depart as well.

As they crossed paths, Yu Nianzhao couldn’t help but look up at him, Luu Shaochen noticed her gaze and gave a friendly smile before leaving directly.

Xie Jiuxiao’s voice was cold, "Why look at him?"

Yu Nianzhao touched her chin, saying, "I just noticed his fortune seems a bit strange."

"How so?"

"He has a fate full of misfortunes, a fortune quite similar to yours. Such people are really rare!"

Xie Jiuxiao: ... Isn’t this basically calling him out in disguise?