She stole a glance at the emperor.
She eyed his crown. The eastern pearls adorning it were large and round, among the finest of their kind.
Then there were his clothes: an exquisite dragon robe that had taken the Imperial Manufacturing Bureau ten years to make, with gold threads woven into the fabric itself.
Pry just one piece of jade off his belt, and it would buy an entire shop.
A bad feeling welled up in the emperor's heart.
The look Jiang Shuyue gave him held both innocence and calculation.
"Your Majesty, you watched all my children grow up. When they hold their weddings someday, you'll contribute wedding gifts, won't you?"
Huahua's eyes narrowed into slits as he rolled them sideways.
Huahua: You're openly asking the emperor for money. Do you not want to keep your head?
Jiang Shuyue: Of course I do! The emperor is a good man. Besides, he and my husband are brothers, so my children are his nephews and nieces. As their uncle, shouldn't he give them a little extra wedding money?
Hearing someone call him a good man, the emperor beamed with delight.
Given their relationship, he ought to send a generous gift when the Zhou Family's descendants married anyway.
Now he could do her a favor and earn himself some goodwill into the bargain.
"Naturally. When the imperial marriage decree arrives, I'll have someone send over a gift first. Then, when they marry, I'll prepare another. I guarantee they'll all have splendid weddings."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Jiang Shuyue linked her arm through Zhou Yunshen's and flashed him a triumphant grin.
It was as though she were saying: Aren't I capable? I've saved you another huge sum of silver. Hurry up and praise me!
Zhou Yunshen gave her slender waist a squeeze and whispered