The Prime Minister’s Wife Is The Richest Woman

Chapter 90

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After Wu Weian left the warehouse, he didn't go back to the room immediately.

The round steward shared a room with the house elder. At this moment, the candle was still lit inside.

The elder of the house lay on his bed, wrapped in a quilt, and slept unconsciously.

And Yuan Guan Shi was in front of the case, calculating with an abacus.

After Baofu went, Ji Yunxi did not find any maid to take her place. She only handed over the chores such as being a parent to the round steward.

Yuan Guan was in charge of the family's food, clothing, housing, and household affairs in the first place. Before Baofu was there, the two discussed it.

At present, the round steward took over smoothly, but he was busy a lot.

Seeing Wu Weian who suddenly appeared, Yuan Guanshi snapped and closed the Ji family's ledger without letting Wu Weian see it at all.

Wu Weian raised his eyebrows high and looked outrageous: "Who is your servant?"

The round steward put the account book Ji Yunxi gave him, got up, and bowed respectfully to Wu Weian outside the window: "This old slave owes Baofu that girl a lot of favors, please forgive me."

Wu Weian wondered: "What kind of favors can you owe her?"

Yuan Guan Shi said calmly, "It's just a small matter, what is the matter with the young master looking for the old slave?"

Wu Weian looked at him meaningfully, without asking more, said: "You ask 'Young Master' to come to Liangzhou and leave immediately, the sooner the better."

The round steward said respectfully, "Yes, son."

He looked at the young master who left, and then looked at the elder of the house who was snoring and snoring on the bed next door, thinking to himself.

In this world, people really have their own lives.

He is a life to worry about, a life to worry about! Why can't he just let it go like the elders of the house!

Wu Weian returned to the room and saw Ji Yunxi leaning on the beauty's couch, the first sentence was: "Let's talk in a few days."

Ji Yunxi turned over a page of miscellaneous books and shrugged nonchalantly: "Will the results be different if we talk in a few days?"

Wu Weian's face was determined: "That's natural, just watch."

Ji Yunxi looked at him and closed the book: "Okay."

*

Five days later, Ji Yunxi and his party went outside the city of Liangzhou to bid farewell to the prince.

In addition to the prince, Ji Mingshuang, Ji Minghao and 50 elites in the army were also going to Shangjing this time.

The group disguised themselves as a caravan, and the prince and Ji Minghao both wore human skin masks.

The prince is to protect himself, and Ji Minghao is not allowed by his identity. As a general of the Ji family army, he was not allowed to go back to the capital without the order of the saint.

In front of the loess road outside the city, Ji Mingyan held Ji Mingshuang's hand, his big eyes glowing brightly: "Mingshuang, this journey is very dangerous, you don't have a mask, you must be careful."

The corners of Ji Ming's lips twitched, trying with all his strength to pull his hand back, but obviously, he didn't succeed, Ji Mingyan grabbed it tightly: "Mingshuang, why don't you stay. Wait for the limelight in the capital. After that, it's not too late for you to go back to the capital."

Ji Mingshuang: "No, I want to go back."

Liangzhou has Ji San, Ji Mingyan, Ji Mingyuan, and Wu Weian, the problem is not big.

Can go to the capital, only the eldest brother and the second brother.

On this trip, Ji Mingshuang will not appear in the caravan, and will accompany him all the way around.

In his early years, he traveled all over Dayu, and he was very good at Qinggong. After the incident in Qinghe County, he even made some breakthroughs.

Ji Minghao stood aside, he had endured his sixth brother for a long time.

He replied coldly: "Are you okay?"

Only then did Ji Mingyan reluctantly let go of the seventh brother's hand: "Okay, then you must be careful. Remember to take the medicine powder I gave you yesterday..."

"Ji Mingyan." Ji Minghao's hand was already on the hilt of the sword.

Ji Mingyan immediately jumped a few steps away and hid behind Ji Yunxi.

Ji Yunxi glanced at the sixth brother, and then said, "Second brother, seventh brother, be careful all the way."

Facing his sister, Ji Minghao's expression was soft: "Third sister, don't worry, there is no problem with this trip. It's getting late, we're leaving."

After he finished speaking, Ji Minghao didn't say any more, and got on his horse neatly.

The convoy moved towards the loess road ahead, and disappeared from sight in an instant.

In a carriage, the prince lifted the curtain and looked back.

He looked at Liangzhou City, which was getting farther and farther, and the car of urns behind him, and heaved a long sigh.

*

In the evening, Ji Yunxi went back to the bedroom after washing up.

Wu Weian stood in front of the window with his back to the door, holding a paper fan in his hand and shaking it.

Ji Yunxi frowned and looked at him a few more times.

I always feel that this person is a little abnormal.

However, Ji Yunxi ignored him and walked to the side.

But I don't think that person turned around, his voice was extremely magnetic but unfamiliar: "I heard that the third girl of the Ji family is beautiful, and seeing it today is well-deserved."

Ji Yunxi paused in footsteps, looked up, and was suddenly stunned.

I saw that the figure of the man's back was exactly the same as Wu Weian, but his face was completely different.

The phoenix eyes are coquettish, the lips are thin and sexy, and each stroke is like a carving from heaven.

If Wu Weian's appearance is as pale as water, then this face is as strong as peach blossom wine, which is very attractive.

Ji Yunxi took a fixed look, looked down, and slowly swept his hand.

Then, she raised her eyes and was speechless for a moment: "Are you wearing a mask?"

The enchanting man stepped forward step by step, and when he closed his fan, the tip of the fan lifted Ji Yunxi's delicate chin lightly.

He lowered his head, exhaled like blue, and winked like silk: "Why did Miss Ji say this? We knew each other before?"

Ji Yunxi grabbed his fan and said with a cold face, "Speak well."

Wu Weian touched his face and said seriously: "I've always been like this, I was wearing a mask before."

Ji Yunxi: "???"

For a while, Ji Yunxi was also unable to tell the truth of what he said.

She fixedly looked at him: "Which one is your real face?"

Wu Weian took back his fan and fanned it repeatedly: "Which one is the one that Madam wants, it is the one."

Ji Yunxi: "..."

Ji Yunxi closed her eyes, thought for a while, and said to him, "Take off the mask."

With a swipe, Wu Weian opened the fan painted with landscapes and bamboo forests, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the phoenix eyes were seductive: "Madam, my husband just said, this is my natural appearance, how to pick it?"

Ji Yunxi looked at him quietly: "I don't like it."

Wu Weian raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head to look carefully in front of her vanity mirror, and rubbed his five senses with clear-boned five fingers, ambiguous: "Why? I like it very much."

He stood up straight and asked her, "Don't you think this face is worth fifty thousand taels of gold?"

Ji Yunxi coldly dropped four words: "It's worthless."

Wu Weian laughed suddenly, stretched his hand behind his neck, took it lightly, and the mask fell off, revealing his plain watery face.

In this world, some people love fine wine, some people love tea, and some people love white water.

Wu Weian's original face was very good, Ji Yunxi really thought so.

Wu Weian played with the mask in his hand: "This is indeed the face I used before, and it is my favorite male face."

Ji Yunxi sat in front of the dressing mirror, took the bottles and smeared it, and glanced at the thin mask in his hand when she heard the words, her face was slightly contemptuous: "Really?"

Wu Weian: "Well, except for Xuezhu and the three guardians, everyone else only recognizes this face, and this face is the son."

Ji Yunxi's smearing movement paused: "Oh?"

Wu Weian: "The puppet is here too. It's about the same size as me. For the sake of doing a lot of business in front of us, we don't need to send you money. He only takes orders from Yuan Guan. And Yuan Guan, he really listens to you. "

"Tsk, this old guy, turn his elbows out." Wu Weian couldn't help scolding, thinking of Yuan Guan Shi's action of closing the ledger at that moment.

Ji Yunxi: "Eighty thousand taels?"

Wu Weian: "One hundred thousand taels."

He paused, in a good mood: "Isn't my face worth fifty thousand taels?"

People who can do business have different eyes and can appreciate his true face.

His wife doesn't make money, who makes money

Ji Yunxi was silent for a moment: "Thirty thousand and three taels."

Wu Weian raised his eyebrows: "Just... three or two?"

Ji Yunxi: "Yes."

Wu Weian pondered for a moment.

It seems that faces can really sell for money.

"I'm pretty tall," he said.

Ji Yunxi calmly raised the price: "Thirty-three thousand thirty-three."

Wu Weian: "I'm also in good shape, you know this best."

Ji Yunxi raised her eyes: "?"

Wu Weian chuckled: "You sleep in my arms every night, don't you know?"

Ji Yunxi: "... Thirty-six thousand sixty-six."

Wu Weian sighed: "Is it worth it?"

Ji Yunxi didn't say a word, she took out a jade bottle carved with peach blossoms from the bottles and jars on the table, hooked some grease out of it, and wiped it on her face little by little.

The faint fragrance of peach blossoms is looming in the room.

Wu Weian walked over, stood behind her, first threw the mask in his hand aside, then put his hands on the dressing table, leaned over, and whispered in her ear: "I used that face in the small shop back then. Wait a while."

Ji Yunxi raised her head in surprise.

How many secrets does this man have

Wu Weian: "Don't worry, I'm still innocent."

Ji Yunxi: "Oh."

Wu Weian gently kissed her fragrant hair, with a voice like the looming fragrance of peach blossoms: "But I know a lot of tricks, and I won't treat you badly."

Ji Yunxi lowered her eyes: "Thirty-eight thousand eighty-eight."

She pushed him away, got up from the dresser, and made a final call: "Eighty-eight thousand eighty-eight, that's it, love to sell or not."

Wu Weian was not in a hurry.

He reached out and slowly rolled up the long sleeves, revealing his delicate wrists, which complemented his slender and well-proportioned white fingers.

Ji Yunxi, who was planning to go back to bed, didn't move, and subconsciously looked at him with ten fingers.

Wu Weian's lips curved slightly: "My hands are very beautiful." He raised his eyes, and a black mist seemed to rise in his pupils, "What do you think, Madam?"

Ji Yunxi's eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips moved, and she didn't speak for a while.

Wu Weian smiled lightly: "Is it worth fifty thousand taels?"

Ji Yunxi frowned: "It's not worth it."

Wu Weian stretched out his hand and pressed it on her heart: "Madam's heart is not sincere."

He bent over and whispered in her ear: "You know what you think about yourself."