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Chapter 489 The Merchant Woman Who Was Killed For Money (39)

Throughout the ages, most of the prince's daughters can be supported as the county head, and there is almost no precedent for the daughter of a commoner.

If the county lord just said it nicely, Su Qinghuan might not be very happy.

But in the Great Xia Dynasty, the county lord had real fiefs and grain seals!

It's like there are so many wives who are appointed by the imperial court, and they want their husbands to earn themselves the title of appointed lady.

Is it just because there is an imperial order that it sounds good to say it?
Of course not only that, after having the imperial order, it is equivalent to having an official title. Although women cannot be officials, this imperial order also has a salary, and also enjoys the support of ordinary people, even if they commit a crime, they cannot be reviewed by ordinary officials!
……

The corners of Su Qinghuan's lips curled slightly, she stared at the man with a gloomy expression in front of her, and said solemnly.

"My lord, you have always misunderstood me. I don't have any ambition to save the country and the people. I am a vulgar person. I only like Qian Hetian, so now you can understand why women like the title of county lord? "

Even in modern society, Su Qinghuan is still a renter who loves to farm houses.

If you have a house, you don't worry about it, if you have money, you don't worry about it.

Don't say that money is like dung. For the truth of most people's lives, it is that a penny stumps a hero, and it is difficult to move an inch without money.

Standing on Su Qinghuan's right side, Murong Chen saw the girl's frowning eyebrows when she mentioned money and land, and the man felt an indescribable irritability in his heart.

"……miser."

"Yeah, I've said that I'm an ordinary person, why not be a money fan?"

"Su Qinghuan, if you marry me, then you will never be short of money in your life."

Murong Chen stared at the girl's fluttering eyelashes, and blurted out without thinking.

But Su Qinghuan took a step back in fear.

She watched the man's arm stretched out vigilantly, and her voice became more serious.

"But my son, you forgot one thing. I'm actually not short of money now, and I don't want to be rich. I just want to enjoy the feeling of working hard to make money by myself."

"..."

This is true.

Murong Chen knew that Su Qinghuan was telling the truth.

If Su Qinghuan waits to die, as long as she doesn't do something that ignores the laws of the dynasty, even if she doesn't become a county lord, she won't open any Su's silk factory anymore, as long as she uses the property that Su's father and Su's mother have earned so far , is enough for Su Qinghuan to squander two lifetimes.

Most men in this world are either obsessed with fame and fortune, or they are obsessed with eating, drinking and having fun. No matter whether they are rich or powerful, they cannot escape such a fate.

But what they like is the happiness brought by money and power, and it is even more difficult for them to really work hard to climb up.

Unexpectedly, Su Qinghuan was just the opposite.

She likes money, and maybe power too, but she is content with a little wealth, and walks on her own step by step, and doesn't want to make a hundred steps forward.

……

Murong Chen was silent for a few seconds. He lowered his head and stared at the girl's nearly beautiful profile, watching her slender eyelashes like butterfly wings cast a shadow under the eyelids.

The man's throat was slightly astringent, and he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

"Su Qinghuan, don't you think you are awkward? You are a woman, so you don't have to live such a hard life."

"It's hard to be a human being."

If it wasn't for the outrageous rebelliousness of what was said later, Su Qinghuan would have wanted to use it as an example of a pilgrimage.

The current emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, since he took office on the fifteenth day, has almost always started at four o'clock in the morning and went to bed at eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening.

It is enough to be an emperor for this sake.

Of course, in the history of the Great Xia Dynasty, there was no lack of that kind of fatuous emperors, but if they were like that, how long could they sit in the seat of the Ninth Five?
With so many people staring at him, it will only be a matter of time before the imperial power falls to the side.

……

"You are so young, you think clearly."

Murong Chen felt helpless, seeing the girl's indifferent eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

And Su Qinghuan rolled her eyes again in her heart.

She is several thousand years old, although according to Qingqiu's calculation, her age is not too old when converted to human beings, but she is always far more experienced than Murong Chen.

"Your Majesty Murong, you are only three years older than me. Earlier, the concubine wanted me to enter the Yongchang Palace to match your brother and sister. Unfortunately, the Elder Master seems unwilling to have an outsider like me in the palace."

"I never regarded you as an outsider."

The man's eyes turned, his phoenix eyes flashed across Su Qinghuan's bright and bright smile, and the darkness in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"I also want to be a family member in the same room as you."

The man bit too hard on the words "in the same room", and his eyes looked at the girl in front of him without blinking.

It was clearly a pair of cold and narrow phoenix eyes, which should be like ice and frost, but at this moment, it made people feel that there was still a flame hidden under the ice, which would jump up at any moment, and burn the ice to pieces.

In the Great Xia Dynasty, etiquette and laws were strict, even if they were biological sisters, it was not easy for them to be in the same room for a long time.

Not to mention a righteous sister who has no blood relationship.

Murong Chen's meaning couldn't be more obvious.

……

Su Qinghuan's heartbeat slowed down a beat when Murong Chen saw it.

Her ears were reddish, and she shook her head quickly.

"...My son was joking. There must be countless women who are willing to be family members with you in the future. You don't have to be obsessed with an impossible person."

"Is it really impossible?"

Su Qinghuan opened her lips without hesitation.

"This answer, the son of the world should be clearer than the daughter of the people."

Murong Chen's expression changed slightly, it was as if someone had sprinkled some gravel on his heart, which made his heart ache.

Even breathing has a kind of suffocating feeling.

He thought that he had already accepted this answer, but he found that he could not accept that Su Qinghuan would marry someone else in the future.

For a woman like Su Qinghuan who is unruly and has an out-of-character personality, can she really recruit a son-in-law in the future?
As far as Murong Chen knows, there are men in the capital who can be door-to-door son-in-law, I'm afraid...

Not to mention crooked melons and cracked dates, at least it is lackluster.

……

Just when Murong Chen and Su Qinghuan looked at each other and were speechless, a pleasantly sweet voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Brother Ziyu, you haven't left yet?"

"?"

Su Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then turned her head, and saw a young girl in her prime, standing pretty and alive under the porch.

The sunlight under the porch was dim, but it couldn't hide the girl's beauty covered in gold and jade, like a porcelain doll, which aroused people's heartbeat.

"Murong Shizi, who is this?"

Su Qinghuan was surprised.

Although Brother Yu had already guessed that she should be a noblewoman from a noble family, and at least she was of the royal family level.

(End of this chapter)