"Earlier I heard that the Fifth Prince's adviser Jia transferred a lot of silver notes into the Money Shop and also acquired several property deeds."
"I didn't pay much attention at the time. After all, when someone does something, there's always a motive."
Until she learned that Ying Fuyan was that adviser.
Now, Ying Fuyan's forces are financed by Wei Zhao. His daily needs are taken care of by someone else.
What's the use of having so much money and property?
You can't take it with you when you die, and he couldn't spend it all.
Yao Ru's eyes turned misty: "Is it left for me?"
Though it was phrased as a question, she had been certain of it, without needing Ying Fuyan to admit it.
"You've arranged everything, ensuring I won't worry about food or clothing in the future."
"But Brother Yan, in the plans you've laid for me, there's no place for you."
The room carried a faint scent of medicine.
"I'm not the indecisive girl I once was."
