Yanran: "You've got it backwards."
Why should my father and brothers pay for it?
Why steal from someone else's pocket when you can steal from your own?
Qu Hua: "She's used to it; all good-for-nothing girls are like that."
She looked down on Jiang Ruo, yet she willingly became a simp for a man, giving him everything, only to end up not even winning him over.
If she wanted to live such a pathetic life, she would have bought a block of tofu and smashed her head against it long ago.
Jiang Ruo, hands on her hips, angrily exclaimed, "I'm not a money-loser!"
"If you don't pay, who will? Give me an example; if you can, you win."
Jiang Ruo: "..."
No, there isn't.
As the saying goes, "For a man to pursue a woman, it's like climbing a mountain; for a woman to pursue a man, it's like piercing a thin veil."
She was much more impressive; despite her best efforts, she couldn't get through the steel gauze.
Yanran tried to smooth things over, saying, "Alright, alright, stop fooling around, let's get down to talking about raising money."
Jiang Ruo said angrily, "If it's about scheming against someone else's father or brothers, then I think we'll have to rely on Qu Hua to step in."
Qu Hua: "I can't bring myself to eat something too old."
Yanran: "I'm still here!"
She's still a child!
Jiang Ruo: "What's there to be afraid of? I'll sell you, someone will buy you!"
Seeing her eyes darting around, Qu Hua said, "If you dare mention Fatty Mu, don't blame me for turning on you."
Jiang Ruo then changed the subject. "As long as you say you've taken a fancy to someone, and someone comes to propose marriage, the other party is willing to spend money to avoid trouble, no matter how much!"
Yanran: "..."
Qu Hua actually laughed, "I think that makes a lot of sense! But I don't have enough on my own, I need you too, together we can earn double the money."
They're both in the disgraceful category; the eldest brother doesn't laugh at the second.
Yanran suddenly realized that she had two terrible teammates.
However, after the laughter subsided, the incompetent teammate started to put in the effort.
Jiang Ruo said, "I'm actually quite wealthy."
Yanran: "You yourself?"
"That's right," Jiang Ruo said. "I didn't have much money to begin with, but when I got married, my dowry stretched for miles!"
Qu Hua didn't believe it. "Wen Heng wasn't marrying into the family back then, shouldn't you have given him a dowry?"
Wen Heng came from a poor family, so he probably didn't bring much into the manor.
Jiang Ruo felt sad just thinking about it.
"Wen Heng didn't ask for anything..."
In the end, after much pleading and going through a friend of Wen Heng, she managed to send him one thousand taels of silver.
He hates himself so much, he must want to completely sever ties with himself.
Thinking this way, I felt as if my heart was being torn apart, and I was filled with despair.
"Wait," Jiang Ruo said, "I'll go back and sell all my dowry to donate it!"
What's the point of keeping things if the person is gone?
Yanran stopped her. "No, don't be impulsive. I haven't sold everything I own yet, don't do this."
"It's settled then!" Jiang Ruo couldn't wait to leave. "You two continue discussing, I'm leaving."
She actually took her maid and left like the wind.
Qu Hua: "His brain's full of water, he's beyond saving."
Yanran shook her head. "Let her make a fuss, let's keep thinking of a solution."
Qu Hua said, "You can think about it yourself. I'm leaving too. I'll go back and scrape the grounds of the Prince's mansion; I'm sure I can find something to support you."
Yanran was moved.
No matter how much you complain about these two people, they are more reliable than anyone else when it comes to difficulties.
"No need. The Prince's mansion doesn't belong to you alone..."
Prince of Min is still alive!
However, these words stirred a competitive spirit in Qu Hua: "Of course, the Prince's mansion doesn't belong to me alone. Didn't my dear sister-in-law loot the entire mansion before she left? Now I can only go back and scrape the ground clean."
Yanran: "...'Looting' is a bit of an exaggeration."
Although Ren Yingying did sell some items and abscond with the money and people.
Qu Hua waved her hand, not wanting to argue with her about it.
"I'll hold my brother accountable for this. It was one thing when he was unconscious, but now that he's awake, he's blinded by lust."
Yanran chuckled to herself.
I must say, it's actually quite a vivid description.
"What? He's allowed to let his people spend money like water, but I'm not allowed to spend money?"
The money belongs to everyone, so why not spend it?
She hasn't even spilled this water from the Prince's mansion yet!
Don't men supposed to be able to "spend all their money and then have it all back" after drinking some cat urine?
She has that kind of spirit too!
Let's disperse, everyone disperse!
You fawn over your woman, I'll help my best friend.
So Qu Hua returned to the palace triumphantly—opened the storeroom, and started selling everything!
Those who are ugly will be charged more money; those who are young and handsome will be charged less.
Let's all create something!
Yanran knew that although her best friend was very helpful, relying on both families was just a drop in the ocean.
Unless these two people are incredibly wealthy.
It's not easy to get money out of someone else's pocket these days; everyone is holding onto their money tightly.
The simplest and most direct method would be to start with the emperor.
But what should she do?
Yanran fell into deep thought.
"Madam, Madam, please wait a moment while I go and inform them..."
The noise outside interrupted Yanran's thoughts.
Yanran looked up and saw Nanxing striding in with red eyes. The crystal beaded curtain behind her made a crisp clinking sound, and one of the beaded curtains was draped over her shoulder.
Nanxing stood at the door, staring intently at Yanran, her eyes filled with unconcealed pain.
She paused, then waved for the maids to leave, biting her lip as she stepped forward. "Yanran, Her Highness the Princess is alright, isn't she?"
Her hands, held at her sides, were trembling uncontrollably, and her fingers were ice-cold.
She desperately wanted to receive positive news.
It's alright, how could anything have happened to Her Highness the Princess?
"It's nothing," Yanran said.
Nanxing got the answer she wanted most, but she couldn't believe it. She stood there dumbfounded, unable to tell if it was real or not.
A moment later, she rushed forward and grabbed Yanran's sleeve. "You're not just comforting me, you really are, right? Are you really okay?"
"Really? Otherwise, would I be allowed to do this?"
Yanran pulled her down to sit. "Nanxing, we need to figure out how to make money."
Nanxing felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders; her heart finally returned to her chest, and she remained speechless for a long time.
As long as everyone is safe, nothing else matters.
The thought of possibly being separated from her forever filled her with a heart-wrenching pain she never wanted to experience again.
She felt completely drained, yet she wanted to prostrate herself and fervently thank all the gods.
It's alright, it's alright.
Yanran got up and poured her a cup of tea, saying, "My mother is so powerful, how could anything happen to her? You must relax, maybe she's pregnant!"
Nanxing turned her head away. "No, don't talk nonsense."
Yanran put down the tea, then suddenly mimicked Nanxing's voice, saying, "Madam Qin is also pregnant, but I haven't had any luck for the past two years."
Nanxing's eyes widened.
Then Yanran mimicked Pei Shen's tone and manner. "Our sweetness is enough, let your husband give me a kiss. As for the child, he's superfluous."
"But I want it!" It was Nanxing's voice again.
"Then I'll give it to you!"
Yanran has recently learned some new skills from Qu Hua.
Nanxing's face was so hot you could fry a pancake on it.
She got up and chased after Yanran, yelling, "Why did you have to learn this?!"