Eunuch Liu relayed Xing'er's words, and Xiao Yi saw a huge trunk.
"She wants this prince to fill the trunk for her?" Xiao Yi asked, raising an eyebrow.
The chill in his tone made Eunuch Liu shrink back a little.
Does Eldest Miss Cui have no idea why the master was poisoned and stabbed with a hairpin?
The huge trunk sat in the room, seemingly bearing its fangs to mock him.
Eunuch Liu thought to himself, stepping on someone's wounds to crush their heart, there is nothing worse than this. Eldest Miss Cui is now increasingly disregarding people's lives.
Could it be that she wants to anger his prince to death?
Xiao Yi stared at it fixedly for a while, rolled out of bed, and walked toward the trunk.
Opening the trunk, it was deep and wide. If it were all filled with gold, how much would that be? Wouldn't it empty the entire Prince An's Manor?
"She is mocking this prince."
"...Probably not," Even if she had that kind of scheming mind, she wouldn't do something so brainless. Given the master's current condition, he might even stab her.
Xiao Yi sneered.
Cui Yunchu lay on her bed in a daze. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, thinking about a lot, but upon careful consideration, it seemed like nothing at all.
She just repeatedly replayed the events that happened in the Department of Punishments in her mind.
Xing'er quickly returned.
Cui Yunchu finally gained a bit of spirit, "Where is the trunk? Is it full? Did you personally go to the storehouse of Prince An's Manor to pick things out?"
She was the matchmaker for Xiao Yi and Cui Yunfeng, after all.
"It's... full." Xing'er looked embarrassed. "Miss..."
Before she could finish speaking, Cui Yunchu darted out of the room. The huge trunk was placed in the courtyard, and Cui Yunchu beamed with joy.
I'm rich, I'm rich.
She was going to use this silver to open shops, buy mansions, and purchase estates. From now on, she, Cui Yunchu, would also be a person with private property.
"Xing'er, when your miss gets rich, I'll raise your monthly allowance."
Xing'er's smile was forced.
Cui Yunchu's eyes were filled with starlight as she impatiently opened the trunk.
She froze.
The expected blinding flash of wealth was not there. The trunk was indeed full, and the people who carried it must have been quite tired.
Cui Yunchu thought she had seen wrong. She rubbed her eyes, coming close to taking a bite out of a trunk full of rocks.
"Miss, you didn't see wrong. They are indeed... rocks."
With her mood rising and falling so drastically, Cui Yunchu had the illusion that her vast fortune had just been confiscated.
Isn't Cui Yunfeng Xiao Yi's lifeblood?
What happened? Did he fall in love with someone else?
Burning the bridge after crossing the river.
"Miss, there is still something valuable inside." Xing'er stepped forward and dug out a golden grain of sand from a corner.
It was truly a grain of sand, the kind that could barely be seen when pinched between the fingertips.
"What is this?" Cui Yunchu asked.
"Gold, real gold. I watched Eunuch Liu scratch it off a gold ingot with my own eyes."
"..." Cui Yunchu bent down and stared at Xing'er's fingertips. "Where?"
Xing'er opened her hand. "...It seems to have blown away in the wind."
"..."
Xing'er said, "Prince An said that considering the role Eldest Miss Cui played between him and the Second Miss, giving this bit of gold is already him being generous, and he didn't have... didn't have..."
"Didn't have what?"
Xing'er shrank her head, finding it hard to speak, "He didn't have someone take a dump on the rocks and send it to you, all out of consideration that you are Eldest Miss Cui."
"..."
Cui Yunchu didn't make a sound for a long time.
Xiao Yi might be crazy, but he wasn't someone who repaid kindness with enmity or was stingy.
Her eyelids drooped. "What, did Cui Yunfeng cuckold him?"
If that wasn't the case, he wouldn't insult people to this extent.
It gave the illusion that her sister had an affair, as if she had given birth to a child that wasn't of his bloodline.
Xing'er shook her head.
She didn't dare say that. "Eunuch Liu's face looked terrible. As for the specific reason, this servant doesn't know either."
Cui Yunchu rubbed her chin.
Yesterday, she was too tired after coming back, so she didn't pay attention to the betrothal gift process between Cui Yunfeng and Prince An. It was said that Prince An didn't even show up for the betrothal.
Given his dead-set attitude, it shouldn't be like this.
Something must have happened between the two of them.
"Let's go to Maple Courtyard."
By the windowsill, Cui Yunfeng held a hairpin in her hand, repeatedly examining it with her head slightly lowered, looking completely disinterested.
It was only when Yun'er reported that Cui Yunchu had arrived that she showed a bit of spirit.
"Eldest Sister,"
Cui Yunchu got straight to the point. "Xiao Yi said that not sending me a pile of shit was already him being polite. What happened between you two?"
"What did he do to you again?" Cui Yunfeng stood up instantly.
Well, he didn't do anything to her directly, she just lost a massive, massive amount of wealth.
Cui Yunfeng said, "If he dares to do that kind of thing to you, I naturally won't let him off."
"..."
Cui Yunchu closed her eyes. Hearing Cui Yunfeng's words, she only hoped it was her own illusion.
It was as if there was a knife hanging over her head.
Cui Yunchu was dumbfounded. Supported by Xing'er, she sat down next to Cui Yunfeng. "It's quite a miracle that I'm still alive."
Cui Yunfeng said, "Eldest Sister, don't worry. The poison I used on him that day is the same kind that cousin was poisoned with."
If it succeeds, it could be considered lending our father a helping hand, becoming the final blow that crushes the Liu family.
And they will never have a day to turn things around.
Cui Yunchu raised her eyes and looked at Cui Yunfeng. In a daze, it was as if she saw her from her past life, dealing with Prince An.
Invisibly, the situation seemed to be slowly overlapping with her past life, albeit on a different trajectory.
She felt as if her throat had been slit and then sewn back up, a feeling of a narrow escape from death.
"His Highness Prince An is actually quite magnanimous," Cui Yunchu praised sincerely.
Such a person with a heart as broad as a prime minister who can hold a boat in his belly is truly rare.
To poison a prince and have him let bygones be bygones, it felt like Cui Yunchu had been reborn yet again.
"Actually, it didn't have to be like this." Cui Yunchu's face wrinkled together in a bitter expression.
After all, she had fallen off a cliff, her wounds had healed, and she had suffered. Not only did she get nothing, but she was also almost sent a pile of shit.
It was quite... sickening.
Cui Yunchu always weighed her actions, weighing how to do things to maximize the benefits she wanted.
It was as if she didn't even have the right to act on impulse.
She collapsed onto the soft couch, as if she had painstakingly earned ten thousand taels of gold only to have her home confiscated.
"What do you plan to do next?"
"I won't help you again."
That is a glaring imperial decree, not a child's game of house that allows you to change it at will.
Cui Yunfeng said, "I understand, rest assured."
Cui Yunchu covered her head with a blanket, twitching slightly.
Her heart truly ached.
The words "good luck" seemed to have never had anything to do with her.
"Eldest Sister, are you crying?"
Cui Yunchu's voice was muffled, "I'm not, stop talking."
Many, many things had happened since her rebirth.
Especially falling off the cliff and jumping into the lake last night, which dealt her the biggest blows. Thinking of last night, Cui Yunchu felt inexplicably wronged.
She was exactly like a vicious female supporting character in a storybook, causing trouble for an entire book only to end up with a miserably pitiful ending.
"Did you guys secretly slip silver to King Yama when you reincarnated? Why am I always the unlucky one?"
"Eldest Sister, I'm sorry."
Cui Yunchu rolled her tear-filled eyes, "You don't understand at all."
They say that when heaven closes a door on you, it will open a window.
As for her window, who knows if they forgot to carve it out.
Fortunately, Cui Yunfeng was not one to go back on her word. She readily handed over the shop she had promised Cui Yunchu that very day.
Cui Yunchu held up the title deed to the shop, clutching it to her chest, and admired it for an entire day.
When she turned her head and saw Cui Yunfeng sitting by the window with a listless, indifferent, and desolate expression, Cui Yunchu's smile would falter for a brief moment. But she quickly looked away, turning her eyes back to the deed, and her beaming smile returned.
Cui Yunfeng might envy her for finding happiness so easily, but Cui Yunchu was far more envious of that thick stack of property deeds she owned.
