The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Xue Zhiyi listened with contempt in his heart: Fu Zixian seemed to be giving a lot of profit, but in fact, according to this calculation, by the tenth day, all the money earned by Huo Wuyou would belong to him, and after a few more days, even if he lost everything he had, he would not be able to pay back the money he owed him.

Fu Zixian is treating them like pigs to be slaughtered.

But Huo Wuyou agreed immediately, saying that he would come to get the grain in two days and would sign the contract in black and white at that time.

After leaving Dingfeng Grain Store, the two walked in the street.

Although Jiangzhou was hit by the disaster, it is the provincial capital after all, so there are not disaster victims everywhere. Coincidentally, the rain has stopped today, and there are still many merchants selling their wares in the prosperous places, and many local people are strolling around.

"The food in Dingfeng Grain Store is not carried in by people." Xue Zhiyi asserted.

Huo Wuyou sneered, "Even if it's five stones of grain, it would take a lot of manpower to walk along such a difficult mountain road. But on the way to Jiangzhou, we didn't see so many people carrying fine grain."

"The food must come from somewhere else." Xue Zhiyi said, "Now that Fu Zixian has made some profit, we should start preparing for the food. This way, we will know where Fu Zixian's food comes from."

"Do you suspect that the Fu family was involved in robbing disaster relief grain?" Huo Wuyou asked him.

"It's hard to say." Xue Zhiyi said: "I always feel that it has something to do with them, but I also feel that the Fu family is so big and powerful that they don't need to put all nine clans on the line. There must be something else behind this matter."

Huo Wuyou held up his chin and nodded: "As expected of my wife, you and I are truly in tune with each other."

Xue Zhiyi was thinking seriously. When he heard this, he paused and looked up at Huo Wuyou beside him. Being stared at by her, Huo Wuyou also stopped.

It would have been fine if he had just said these words to Fu Zixian, but he actually dared to bring them up again.

"Don't say these words in front of others, so as not to ruin the reputation of the Marquis."

Unexpectedly, Huo Wuyou said: "I am serious."

Xue Zhiyi didn't respond to him, but just withdrew his gaze and walked forward on his own.

Huo Wuyou kept pursuing her: "Don't you think that I haven't thought about marrying you for so long? Do you think that when I say I like you, I'm just saying it casually?"

Regarding her relationship with Huo Wuyou, Xue Zhiyi had indeed never thought about the distant future, nor had she considered marrying him.

There are too many trivial matters at the moment, and her mind is no longer that of a teenage girl. She just enjoys the ambiguity with a person who likes her every move, and feels that the cooperation between the two can make each other's plans go more smoothly.

She hadn't even thought about the future after her revenge, nor had she thought about where she would go in the future, let alone who she would marry.

Besides, even without any vows of eternal love, she could get enough pleasure from their relationship. But when she really thought about her life after marrying Huo Wuyou... maybe it would not be so smooth and perfect.

"Zhiyi, can you be serious?" He grabbed Xue Zhiyi's arm from behind, forcing her to stop and turn to look at him.

At this moment, Huo Wuyou was filled with grievance and unwillingness.

Xue Zhiyi just smiled calmly: "Marquis Lin'an, I don't want to be your concubine."

Seeing that she was about to leave again, Huo Wuyou seemed puzzled. He walked around in front of Xue Zhiyi and blocked her way: "Nonsense, I won't do it either."

Seeing Xue Zhiyi speechless, he mumbled and explained: "When did I say I wanted you to be my concubine?"

Tilting his head, Xue Zhiyi asked him with a smile: "Please make one thing clear to the Marquis of Lin'an. You are the Marquis, and I can only marry you as a concubine."

"Who said that?" Huo Wuyou said arrogantly, "Who I want to marry is not up to anyone's control. Even gods can't control me."

"What if His Majesty doesn't agree?" Xue Zhiyi just looked at him with a faint smile.

Xue Zhiyi looked at him as if he was looking at a naughty child, as if Huo Wuyou was not telling her that he wanted to marry her, but was asking for something he liked from a roadside vendor.

He didn't understand why Xue Zhiyi, who was two years younger than him, didn't have the mentality of a little girl at all. Instead, she seemed to have seen through the world.

He hated her calmness and composure.

Huo Wuyou's expression suddenly turned serious. He said seriously, "If that day really comes, I will use all means to marry the woman I love, but you seem to have anticipated the worst outcome all of a sudden, as if you have never thought about it. I will do my best to run to your side, even if I can't get what I want in the end, it's just a matter of the future."

He turned his head away: "But you act as if you never take me seriously. This is really too much."

After he said that, he let go of Xue Zhiyi's hand, turned around and left.

Looking at Huo Wuyou's back, Xue Zhiyi's smile disappeared. He felt mixed emotions and suddenly felt that he had really hurt others.

But suddenly, Huo Wuyou's slowly leaving figure stopped, his head slightly tilted, as if he was glancing at her with the corner of his eyes, and then he turned around dejectedly and returned to Xue Zhiyi angrily.

Just when Xue Zhiyi was confused, Huo Wuyou collapsed: "You really didn't catch up!?"

"..."

So he walked so slowly just now, was he waiting for her to catch up?

Xue Zhiyi sighed, feeling mixed emotions and his head aching a bit.

Suddenly, the back of her hand felt warm, and Huo Wuyou held her hand without saying a word.

Xue Zhiyi instinctively wanted to break free. She looked around and said, "Stop pulling and tugging."

"It's not like we haven't held hands privately before." He clenched his hands a little tighter.

"We even kissed in private!" Xue Zhiyi almost gritted his teeth, so angry that he didn't even realize what he said.

"It's not impossible to kiss again in public."

"Of course not!"

She couldn't stand it anymore, it was really annoying!

But Huo Wuyou was extremely proud and satisfied, and he just walked through the city holding her hand.

...Whatever.

Xue Zhiyi lowered his head, trying his best to make himself and him appear like an ordinary couple in love, so that his expression would not be too noticeable on the street.

Anyway, I am in Jiangzhou, far away from Huajing, so I don’t have to be shy about putting on a show in front of Gu Shichong.

As the two of them walked like this, their hands clasped under their sleeves were slightly damp, yet somewhat hot.

The embarrassment in Xue Zhiyi's heart gradually dissipated, but the blush on his cheeks and ears did not disappear.

Beside me, the young man raised his chin slightly, and his previous reluctance and grievance gradually softened in a smug smile, and a confused throbbing arose.

At this moment, the two of them did not notice that at the window of a restaurant on the street, there was a pair of eyes staring at this place eagerly.

Gu Shichong had a blank expression on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold.

Then, he suddenly sneered, and a feeling of humiliation and resentment of being deceived filled his heart.

He was the Prince Gong, and he had no shortage of supporters around him, let alone a mere Xue Zhiyi. But at this moment, he did not expect that he would be so angry, so angry that he wanted to kill the man and woman with his own hands.

The attendant noticed that he looked strange and advised, "Your Highness has come here in secret this time, so you must not reveal your whereabouts."

Gu Shichong narrowed his eyes: There is no need to expose his whereabouts. It is just a matter of convenience to get rid of someone who betrayed him.