PDLP Chapter 86 The Sister's Self-Strategy
Chapter 86 The Sister's Self-Strategy
Xia Li, who was about to struggle, paused and instantly stopped moving.
Sigh, she said she'd already said it all, so what's the point of struggling anymore?
"Actually, I didn't want them to know about this."
It feels weird.
Zhao Jihua, however, thought she was concerned for her own reputation and was deeply moved: "What's wrong with saying it? You are, after all, a daughter of the Prince of Jin's family." Her younger sister was simply too good, always thinking of her. She should also think more about her sister in the future.
So, she put on a stern face and looked down at the crowd, adopting the imposing manner of the Prince of Jin's mansion: "Ahem, I'm here today to tell you all to be polite to my sister. If my sister suffers even the slightest grievance here, you should all think twice. The Prince of Jin's mansion is not to be trifled with."
After saying that, she prepared to pull Xia Li away.
"Sister, wait a minute, I have something else to do." Xia Li broke free from her hand and came to Xia Wanwan.
While Xia Li was being chased, Xia Wanwan led a group to catch her in the act of adultery, but they missed. Cui Fangshu, feeling ashamed, took her back to the mansion ahead of time.
"Give me back the money! You just said you'd give me a thousand taels at the banquet."
"W-what? One thousand taels?" Xia Wanwan retreated somewhat guiltily.
"Does your sister have a bad memory? A lot of people heard it back then! Or should I call a few people over to ask her?"
As soon as she said that, Xia Wanwan knew she couldn't renege on her promise, but she had no intention of giving it to her!
“But those were originally items from your shop, and you didn’t spend much money on them, so you don’t have to lose money.”
Zhao Jihua understood, and she stepped forward to support her younger sister: "Give her the compensation."
"I...I don't have that much money."
“How could you possibly not be able to come up with a mere thousand taels? Are you trying to avoid paying? Hmm, what did the Marquis of Beiliang say?” Zhao Jihua was too lazy to waste words with her and directly put the pressure on Xia Deqing.
Xia Deqing wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead and looked at Xia Wanwan with displeasure: "Didn't I tell you not to provoke her at this time? Hurry up and give it to her."
"I have no money..."
"Then use your estate and shops as collateral!" Perhaps seeing that Xia Wanwan was still unwilling, Xia Deqing couldn't save face and patiently walked to her side.
"Alright," Xia Deqing whispered in her ear, "Give her the estates and shops under your name first. She'll be leaving in a few days, and they'll still be yours then, won't they?"
Hearing her adoptive father say this, Xia Wanwan was still unwilling. However, seeing the displeasure on Xia Deqing's face, Aunt Wen immediately took out four land deeds and handed them to Xia Li.
"That's more like it." Zhao Jihua said and then left with Xia Li.
"Waaaaah, Mother..." Xia Wanwan cried, tears streaming down her face.
This forced Xia Deqing to coax her a little: "Sweetie~ I promise I'll return it to you in a few days, okay?"
"Father, you have to give it to me, or I won't forgive you." After saying that, Xia Wanwan ran back to her courtyard in a wronged mood.
Xia Deqing was preoccupied with important matters at the moment, finding Xia Wanwan incredibly annoying, too petty and lacking in class. Xia Li, on the other hand, had now even gotten involved with the Prince of Jin's mansion…
He hurriedly ran back to his small study, went to the portrait on his desk, and lit a specially made incense stick. A moment later, a man dressed in a black robe appeared.
The man's tone was chilling: "What is it?"
"I'd like to ask if we could exchange our daughter for another one. The other one is well-educated, reasonable, and prettier..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the black-robed man in front of him: "No way! Do you think the Holy Maiden is a cabbage on the roadside? You think you can just change her around? That thing, not to mention anything else, doesn't even meet the most basic requirement of being born in the year, month, day, hour and moment of the yin."
Perhaps realizing his tone was inappropriate, he softened it: "Once your daughter becomes the Holy Maiden of the sect, she will be far superior to these mortal women. Besides, what you want, you will get tomorrow."
"Ok."
Xia Deqing swallowed hard, a hint of obsession appearing in his eyes. Although Xia Li could now bring him much more value, it was nothing compared to immortality.
Seeing that the other party had been persuaded, a flash of disdain crossed the black-robed man's eyes, but it quickly disappeared when Xia Deqing looked up.
"You just need to take good care of her and make sure nothing unexpected happens to her recently. Our people will come tomorrow to invite the Holy Maiden back to the palace."
"Yes."
Perhaps thinking that he would soon be able to offer the Holy Maiden to the Palace Master and rise to prominence in no time, the man in black robes also had red eyes, and his excitement was almost overflowing through the mask on his face.
Xia Li, who was being targeted by them, couldn't help but shiver, as if she were being watched by a venomous snake or a ferocious beast.
Something feels off!
She needs to hurry and get away.
Zhao Jihua noticed her reaction and immediately asked with concern, "What's wrong, Ali? Were you just frightened? Should I call a good doctor to come and take a look?"
"It's alright, sister. It's getting late, you should go back now."
“I’m not leaving. I’ll stay here with you tonight…” she said, touching the blanket with her hand. “Oh, my poor sister, how could they treat you like this? Look at this bed, it’s so hard and uncomfortable…” Zhao Jihua couldn’t help but feel heartbroken when she mentioned the shabby conditions in the room.
Xia Li: "..."
From the moment she entered, he kept complaining about how bad this place was and how bad that place was, his words implying that he felt sorry for her living conditions. But in reality, the Marquis of Beiliang's mansion had never mistreated her materially, and the conditions of her courtyard were considered quite good within the mansion.
Of course, it's still far inferior to the Prince of Jin's residence.
After trying various methods to persuade her to leave without success, Xia Li suddenly had a bright idea. She said, "Hey, hey, sister, why don't you go back first? I'll talk to my family for a bit and then come find you, okay?"
"Really? Then I'll wait for you to finish so we can go together."
“Really. But we might be talking for quite a while, so you should go back first, sister. Besides, if you don’t go back this late, it’s not only impolite, but if the Prince of Jin finds out, I’m afraid he’ll beat me to death.”
Good heavens! Her sister is so wonderful!
He was afraid of being impolite and worried that he would be punished by his father if he returned late, so he said it was because he was afraid that she would be punished.
Waaaaah, such a wonderful little sister has fallen from the sky! She loves her so much!!
"Well... alright then, I'll go back first, but you must come." Zhao Jihua was reluctant to part, but she knew she couldn't let her sister down.
"Good~"
Perhaps fearing that Xia Li was just being perfunctory, Zhao Jihua said earnestly, "I'll leave some guards to protect you. We'll sleep together when you arrive." If you don't come, I'll wait for you until dawn.
"Okay, okay, you go ahead, I'll be right there once I've taken care of it."
Zhao Jihua reluctantly left only after Xia Li repeatedly assured her.
As soon as she left, the Xia Jingyuan brothers appeared in her room.
Xia Jingwen asked impatiently, "Little sister, how did you meet Miss Zhao?"
Xia Jingyuan pressed further, "How did you become the adopted daughter of the Prince of Jin's mansion after just attending a banquet? What exactly happened?"