Quick time travel female supporting role: the sickly villain is suave and seductive

Chapter 643: The Prodigal Girl Returns for Money 12

Author: Hua Zhiwan

Chapter 643: The Prodigal Girl Returns for Money 12

After Lan Shuang finished speaking, let alone these young masters, even the people who had been serving her were confused and looked at her in surprise.

Meng Yu asked eagerly: "My lord, have you really made up your mind? Leave no one behind? Then our palace will be empty. Why don't you think about it again?"

Without waiting for Lan Shuang to speak, Meng Yu quickly pointed to a few people and said, "This is your favorite Mr. Qiu——"

Mr. Qiu was the one in red before. When he saw Lan Shuang looking over, he immediately covered his face with a handkerchief and gave her an aggrieved and seductive look.

Lan Shuang: "..."

"And this Mr. Su, you said he sings beautifully."

Lan Shuang squinted her eyes. This was the lipstick mark that had just left on her face.

"Young Master Lien over there in white, you said he is as sick as Xi Zi Sheng San, which is the most pity."

"And this..."

Meng Yu clicked through them one by one, and when Lan Shuang looked at her expressionlessly at the end, Meng Yu's face felt hot because of the stare, and she couldn't help but ask: "What...what's wrong?"

"Since you remember it so clearly, why don't you take them in?"

The faces of those young masters suddenly changed, and they shook their heads hurriedly.

Meng Yu: "..."

Although, don’t be so obvious about your dislike, right?

"My lord, do you really not want to be a slave? I admire your lord and have never had any second thoughts. I don't know why you have offended my lord, but my lord is so heartless?"

The young masters gathered around, knelt on the ground and looked up at Lan Shuang with tears in their eyes, which made Lan Shuang feel uncomfortable all over.

She is used to equality between men and women, and is not used to any one being superior to the other. This kind of social relationship is unhealthy.

In particular, the men from Kun Country were more enchanting and delicate than the other, which gave Lan Shuang a very confusing feeling when she knelt on the ground.

"You guys get up." Lan Shuang said helplessly: "It's not that you did anything wrong, it's just that I'm getting married soon and I have to leave a good impression on you."

"Really? I haven't read a book, but I know that my wife is the respecter of my husband. How can I dismiss my husband just to please the righteous king?"

Several people obviously didn't believe it.

Lan Shuang reflected on it and realized that this excuse really didn't work.

Her silence made several people even more sad, and they started sobbing and wiping away tears.

Lan Shuang's head suddenly grew taller than before, and she thought silently in her heart: I'm sorry Jiang Lusheng.

"Ahem - don't cry, I did lie just now."

The faces of the young masters suddenly changed, with words written all over their faces: I knew it.

Lan Shuang: "..."

She ignored these looks and started the show with a long sigh, "Actually, Second Young Master Jiang is intolerant. He has a bad temper and likes to be sour and jealous. If I don't dismiss the people in the palace, he will not marry."

"How could he do this? As a man, aren't the most important things to do are the three obediences and the four virtues? With your wife as your heaven and your guide, whatever the wife says is what the wife says. How can you threaten the wife in turn?"

"That's right, not to mention that the prince is the prince of the current dynasty, how noble is he?! He is just a concubine of the Duke's palace. He is not a direct descendant and is not an elder, but he is so pretentious. How can the prince tolerate it?"

"I can't help it. Who made me like him?" Lan Shuang spread her hands and said innocently: "A hero has a hard time being a beauty. I fell in love with him at first sight and am willing to accept him, so I can only wrong you."

"Your Majesty~~"

Seeing that several people were about to howl again, Lan Shuang quickly stopped. She stood up and said seriously: "I am not negotiating with you. No matter what you say or how you entangle, I have made up my mind. Your contract of sale is hereby signed."

I already sent people to redeem you when I came to the government, you are all innocent and good citizens now, there is no need to grovel anymore."

Several young masters looked at her blankly. Lan Shuang gave Meng Yu a look. This time, Meng Yu had caught on to her thinking and ordered several guards to come forward and help her up.

"After leaving Prince Rong's Mansion, not many people know you. I will give you a sum of money to ensure that you have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life. You can go wherever you want, stay in Kyoto or go abroad, get married or live on your own.

If I say I won’t interfere, I won’t interfere.”

Lan Shuang looked over one by one, met their anxious gazes, and sighed: "You are all in your prime, and I will not touch you if you stay in Prince Rong's Mansion, so why waste your time in this small courtyard?"

She sighed and said, "Let's go."

The young men were silent for a while, looking at each other.

Seeing that they had stopped howling, Lan Shuang waved and someone from the accounting office immediately came forward with a box in his hand. Lan Shuang opened the lid and said, "If you want to leave, come here to collect the money. I will give you half a day to think about it. In the evening

If there are still people who refuse to leave, don't blame me for being merciless."

After saying that, she turned around and left, leaving behind a yard of people who were as quiet as chickens.

Meng Yu looked at her back and was hesitating whether to follow her or not. Since the prince didn't say anything, he probably didn't want to.

She simply stayed and watched the young men.

After waiting for a few breaths, someone suddenly came up to the accounting room and said, "I'm leaving."

Without saying a word, the accountant took out a few banknotes and gave them to him. The young master's eyes lit up, he turned towards Lan Shuang's courtyard, knelt down and saluted, and said gratefully: "Ning Chen, thank you, Your Majesty!"

After kowtowing three times, he put the banknotes in his arms and turned around and left.

Some people set an example, and others also took action.

Many people here have entered the house for various reasons. Some of them sold themselves here because their families really couldn't get rid of the trouble. They have no love or hatred for Lan Shuang. Now that they have the opportunity to leave, they are not happy enough. They feel even more sorry for Lan Shuang.

It's a feeling of gratitude.

With all this money, the whole family will never starve to death.

You have to walk anyway, so why not be more conscious and everyone will be happy.

Soon more people were receiving money.

Only the few young masters who had a close relationship with Lan Shuang were left. Meng Yu glanced at them. They hesitated for a while, and finally compromised.

In one afternoon, the entire backyard was empty. Some of the gentlemen took their things away, and some didn't. Looking around, there were only fallen flowers left in the originally bustling garden.

Meng Yu felt a bit sad for no reason, and her face dropped when she went to revive Lan Shuang.

Lan Shuang glanced at her and thought she still had a nail-biter, and asked with a headache: "Who hasn't left?"

Meng Yu sniffed: "They're all gone."

"All gone? No one left?" Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows.

Meng Yu nodded heavily.

"Let's just leave. What's the expression on your face?" Lan Shuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Are you really in love with them?"

I don’t dare to respond to these words! Meng Yu said quickly: “I don’t dare, I am just more emotional and can’t tell the difference.”

Lan Shuang: "..."

"Everyone has his own destiny. Their future is not here. It's better to leave early. Why be sad?" She picked up a pearl and said, "I forgot to give this box to him before. Please go there yourself and send it to the British father."

Let’s go to the mansion.”

(End of chapter)