My money-loving little lady

"Second brother's calligraphy is really good." Yi Lanzhu said, while Jing Rongyao stood behind the young man and watched him write with a smile.

On the slightly yellowed rice paper, the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes of life.

Jing Chengmo smiled, put down his pen and stretched his body.

"You come to me every now and then, do you want to bribe me?"

"How dare I? This is because my brother is about to enter the second round. For the benefit of the Jing family, I want to supervise my brother's study."

At first, Jing Rongyao just thought that this brother was very gloomy, very similar to his original self, withdrawn and introverted and only liked to live alone.

After getting along for a long time, she increasingly felt that Jing Chengmo's talent was outstanding, and that he was as different as heaven and earth from that guy Jing Chengyan.

Rong Hua also told her that before Jing Yi married her, he had a maid who was given to him by his grandfather. After a drunken accident, Jing Cheng Mo was born.

Jing Yi didn't like this son. Firstly, he was born to his Tongfang, who had no appearance and no power. Secondly, he didn't like the things that happened that day when he was coerced and drunk. So one day, he was really tired of his Tongfang pleading to her over and over again.

While taking care of his son, he cruelly pushed the living room into the dry well in the backyard of the study. Only his grandmother and him knew about this.

"Mother! What can I do? Your Majesty will summon me to the palace soon, and I will be knighted soon. I can't go to jail, I can't go to jail!"

"Go back and rest, don't worry about this." In the dark night, the old lady's voice was extremely firm. At that time, she just thought that the child was scared because he was still young, but who would have thought that Jing Yi turned around.

A bolt of lightning struck through the dark night, illuminating his eerie smile.

He is an unpopular concubine, not the legitimate son of an old lady. How can a concubine be so simple if he can climb to the status he has today?

From the beginning to the end, he felt that Jing Chengmo was a burden, a burden that would influence him to marry a rich lady with both talent and beauty.

Poor Jing Chengmo never knew that he was not liked by his father no matter what he did, just because he was not born into a good mother.

After all these things, Jing Chengmo went from hating her, to not giving her a good look, to coming to see her, to finally being surprised that this useless useless sister could actually play such a big game of chess.

Maybe he didn't realize it himself, but he had slowly gotten used to this sister in the process of getting along with her.

"You've always been very talkative, and I'm too lazy to say anything to this girl like you." He frowned, but he didn't resent Jing Rongyao's approach.

Hmm, what does this feel like? No, it's all because of her mother that her mother has no place to stand, and she has become a humble, statusless and powerless son of a concubine!

"Actually, brother, there's no need to be so tired." Jing Rongyao said suddenly with her back to the boy.

The girl's soft voice struck Jing Chengmo's soul like a bell.

He was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the daughter of a bad woman meant.

"I mean, my brother has always been very good. I don't blame him for all this, so he doesn't need to put too much pressure on himself. Look! Am I not liked by my father?" She said, mocking herself.

Smiled.

"But, do we live just to be favored by our father? Of course not, our life is our own and is given by our mother. Since our father has not made any response, how can he expect us to do this!" Jing Rongyao agreed.

Stare at the handsome young man in front of you seriously.

"You have to work hard." After saying that, she walked out of the study without looking back.

There was only one young boy left who was stunned and silent. After a long time, he regained consciousness. When he saw the scribblings on the paper when he was absent-minded, he crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it away.

"Is it really my fault?" In fact, Fu Ronghua has never treated him harshly over the years. He sent him clothes and materials every month, although he threw them away. Jing Chengyan's golden grasshopper

Fu Ronghua thought he also liked the grasshopper cage, so he ran to the yard and caught a lot of grasshoppers.

Later, when she became ill and lay in bed, she sent less things, but she did not forget to send someone to ask him what he needed.

Could such a woman be his mother-killing enemy?

When he was six or seven years old, he only overheard a secret discussion among the servants below. "For the sake of Her Royal Highness, the master dismissed all the concubines. The princess has no son, and she wants to adopt the second young master into her own name."

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He pondered for a while and said to the boy next to him. "Ah Xi, go find out where my wet nurse is now. And where is the old housekeeper who followed my father back then."

"Yes." A young man dressed in coarse cloth, with an average appearance and yellow skin quickly left from the back door.