My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Chapter 276 If Madam Regrets, It’s Not Too Late

At the same time, Yuwen Songyue and Ji Shuheng turned back to look at Ji Yun's grave. "What was that sound just now?"

Zhao Jinghua's lips curled up with a barely perceptible smile, "Maybe it's a wild cat."

After hearing this, Ji Shuheng sighed heavily and asked in a puzzled tone, "What did you want to say just now?"

When Zhao Jinghua heard this, he turned his head and looked at Ji Shuheng with a hint of determination and reluctance in his eyes. "I plan to let Hu Yuefei take your place."

How could Ji Shuheng not see the determination in his eyes at this moment? "Don't you want me anymore? Big Brother..."

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua turned his head away from Ji Shuheng and spoke with a helpless tone, "No, I had my own things to deal with at the time, so I carved this doll with my brother. When the doll took shape... I extracted one of my souls and placed it in the doll. Therefore, I cannot protect you forever. When this clone withers, I will pass the position of Pavilion Master to you. Since your elder brother has entrusted you to me, I will definitely not abandon you. It's just that... everyone has their own destiny. If you interfere too much in the cause and effect of others, there will be retribution." At this point, Zhao Jinghua was silent for a moment and spoke again, "Shuheng, you are a smart child, you should understand what I mean."

Unexpectedly, Ji Shuheng held Zhao Jinghua's arm stubbornly and said, "But I want to help you."

Zhao Jinghua lowered his eyes and patted Ji Shuheng on the shoulder. "You can't help me. My relationship with Zhao Jinfang is complicated. Even I haven't made a decision yet." Ji Shuheng slowly lowered his head. Zhao Jinghua thought he had figured it out, but unexpectedly heard Ji Shuheng sobbing.

Zhao Jinghua raised his hand to support his forehead, then hugged Ji Shuheng in his arms and patted his back, "Don't cry, be obedient, I am not going to die today, I tell you this just because I don't want you to be involved in my karma."

Ji Shuheng burst into tears when he heard this, "But I can see that you are sick."

Zhao Jinghua laughed after hearing this. "This doll's lifespan is indeed coming to an end, so it has begun to age. But you can come to Zhaoguo Kyoto to find me in the future."

Ji Shuheng stared at Zhao Jinghua's eyes with some doubt. "Are you really the regent of Zhao State and the husband of Manager Wan? But I heard that Prince Jinghua is five feet eight inches tall, and you are obviously as tall as your brother..."

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Songyue patted Ji Shuheng's head in silence and said, "Idiot, he praised you for being smart in vain! This doll is carved according to my body shape! It is so that people can't tell the difference!"

Ji Shuheng covered his head and said with a sudden realization, "Then can I see the real you? I want to see how tall you are."

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua was amused by Ji Shuheng's innocent look and laughed. He turned his head to look at Yuwen Songyue and saw that he also had expectations in his eyes. Zhao Jinghua could only sigh and said, "I'm afraid it won't work. My master is by my side tonight and I can't get away for a while. Besides, Prince Lin may be a brother."

Who knew that just as these words fell, Wan Sutong's voice came at this time, "Husband, are you sure? Why do I feel that it is taller than this clone?"

Zhao Jinghua smiled as expected after hearing Wan Sutong's voice. After a moment, he turned around calmly and asked, "Madam, why are you here?"

Wan Sutong smiled guiltily and stepped forward to throw herself into Zhao Jinghua's arms, wrapping her arms around Zhao Jinghua's neck. "I missed you!"

Zhao Jinghua took a step back with a smile on her face and managed to steady herself. "Why didn't you go home to find your husband?"

Wan Sutong stuck out her tongue after hearing this and said, "The Imperial Master is right beside you. Jing Huai doesn't dare to go over, so I don't dare to go over either."

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua touched Wan Sutong's head, then turned his head to look at Yuwen Songyue, "This is Brother Songyue."

Wan Sutong heard this and hurriedly looked up at Yuwen Songyue. Just one glance made her stunned. Yuwen Songyue thought Wan Sutong was afraid of him, so she hurriedly lowered her head, but Wan Sutong smiled and said, "Hello, Brother Songyue."

After hearing this, Yu Wensongyue tried to adjust his expression and gave Wan Sutong a relatively gentle smile, "Hello, sister-in-law."

Wan Sutong chuckled and stared at Yuwen Songyue. After a long while, she looked at Ji Shuheng who was wearing a bamboo hat, and then asked knowingly, "Who is this person?"

Before Zhao Jinghua could speak, Ji Shuheng took off his bamboo hat and began to introduce himself. "Hello, sister-in-law. My surname is Ji and my name is Shuheng."

The moment the bamboo hat was taken off, Wan Sutong came to Ji Shuheng with shining eyes, raised her hand and said excitedly, "Hey! Let your sister-in-law pinch your little face!"

At first glance, Ji Shuheng looked like a young master who was raised in a wealthy family. He had a fair and smooth face, black eyebrows, a pair of round eyes that had not yet lost the immaturity of a boy, a slender and delicate nose, red lips with a wanton smile at the corners of his mouth, and black hair tied up with a hairband. If Wan Sutong hadn't known that he was the leader of the secret guards, she would definitely have thought that he was a young master who ran away to avoid the marriage arranged by his family.

Wan Sutong placed her hands on Ji Shuheng's face and gently pinched it twice, causing Ji Shuheng's cheeks to turn red.

Seeing this, Wan Sutong covered her mouth and smiled with her eyes curved, "Oh, so tender that you can squeeze out water." After saying that, she turned around and said to Zhao Jinghua, "Jinghua, everyone you know is more handsome than the other."

Zhao Jinghua was so angry that he kept coughing when he heard this. When he spoke, his tone was a little bit gnashing his teeth, "What? Madam, you mean that by comparison, my husband's appearance is like neither male nor female, right?"

Yuwen Songyue and Ji Shuheng burst out laughing when they heard this, and after a moment they both held onto the tree beside them and laughed wildly "Hahahahahahaha"

However, Yuwen Songyue's laughter was not as carefree as Ji Shuheng's, but rather low and somewhat creepy. Coupled with what Zhao Jinghua had just said, Wan Sutong could not help but shudder. She hurried back to Zhao Jinghua, hugged his waist and spoke with a worried look on her face.

"Why are you still coughing? Did you catch a cold? Let me take your pulse." Then he was about to grab Zhao Jinghua's right hand.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jinghua shook his head and put his right hand behind his back. "No need, the doll has no pulse."

Wan Sutong was not a blockhead and naturally saw that Zhao Jinghua was quarreling with her. She grasped a corner of Zhao Jinghua's sleeve and hurriedly explained, "Well, well... I didn't mean that. You and they have a different style. I still like a husband like you who has a delicate and handsome appearance and a smile that is like the rising sun..." Who knew that before she could finish her words, Zhao Jinghua bent down and kissed her forehead, interrupting her, and at the same time sent her a message, "Madam, it's not too late if you regret it."

When Wan Sutong heard this, she raised her hand to her forehead and thought to herself, "Why are you so lacking in self-confidence?"

After a long silence, seeing that Zhao Jinghua was still silent, Wan Sutong sighed, "It's getting late, I'm going to go back to bed. Tomorrow morning I want to eat wontons stuffed with corn and pork." Then she pointed at Zhao Jinghua's chest with her index finger, "You! Deliver it to me personally."

After hearing this, Zhao Jinghua smiled again and nodded lovingly, "Okay, then Madam, go to bed early."

After Wan Sutong left, Yuwen Songyue and Ji Shuheng came to Zhao Jinghua with a lot of questions in their minds, "What is corn? What is pork? Which country is my sister-in-law from?"

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and spoke with a desolate tone, "Even if it's corn and pork, she's not from any country, and she's not from this continent. That's why she and I are destined not to last long."

Ji Shuheng suddenly remembered, "I remembered a person named Gu Minghao. He also said that he was not from this continent and always said that he wanted to go home."

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Jinghua's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but after a moment, he slowly revealed a seemingly gentle smile, "Shuheng, do you know where he is now?"