My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Chapter 275 There must be no mistakes this time, trust me

At this time, Wan Sutong and Zhao Jinghuai hesitated for a long time in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion. In the end, Zhao Jinghuai took the lead and said, "Why don't we go find Aunt Su?"

Wan Sutong hummed in confusion, "Is Jing Huai talking about my mother?"

Zhao Jinghuai nodded and said nothing more. Wan Sutong smiled and said, "Okay, it happens that your aunt misses me too." Then she ran to the front yard and then carelessly opened her mother's door. "Mom, I'm back!"

Wan Yanzhong was sitting beside Su Qinghui at this time with an extremely embarrassed expression. Just as he was about to reach out to hold Su Qinghui's hand, he saw Wan Sutong carrying Zhao Jinghuai in and quickly put his hands behind his back, while coughing lightly, "Nannan is back, oh, the third princess is here too."

Su Qinghui raised her eyebrows and pushed Wan Yanzhong's back with her hand. "Go, Tongtong and I will sleep tonight, you go to the study room, go quickly."

Wan Yanzhong sighed softly and then stood up reluctantly. He walked to Wan Sutong and rubbed her head. "Nannan, you came prepared. Your hair is all down." Then he walked out of the room and sighed again when he left. "Alas."

Wan Sutong smiled a little embarrassedly and put Zhao Jinghuai on the ground. Zhao Jinghuai immediately ran to Su Qinghui and hugged her.

"aunt"

Su Qinghui's eyes were full of loving smiles at this moment. She raised her hands and hugged Zhao Jinghuai back. At the same time, she looked up at Wan Sutong and said, "Tongtong, come and sit. Why are you back?"

Wan Sutong walked to Su Qinghui's side and sat down, then put his chin on Su Qinghui's shoulder. "Jinghua said you missed me and asked me to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to sleep tonight."

Su Qinghui smiled with some relief after hearing this, "That child is really thoughtful, he can see that."

Zhao Jinghuai raised his head and laughed, "Actually, my brother can hear what other people are thinking."

Su Qinghui was shocked when she heard this and exclaimed, "No wonder."

Wan Sutong patted his chest proudly and said, "How about your daughter? I have a good eye for her, right?"

Su Qinghui chuckled and said, "Not bad."

At the same time, Zhao Jingchen had already arrived at Fuhu City with his army.

He led his soldiers to charge up the city gate, only to see that the north gate was surrounded by enemy troops who had already placed siege ladders on the city wall. Hundreds of enemy troops were constantly climbing up. The soldiers in the city suffered heavy casualties, but they continued to fight with the enemy.

With his crescent-shaped sword in hand, he killed the enemy who was rushing towards him without knowing whether to live or die in just a few strokes. Seeing that the army he brought had completely gained the upper hand, Zhao Jingchen bent down and picked up a wooden bow. The moment he pulled the bowstring, three flaming arrows gradually appeared. Zhao Jingchen aimed them at the bottom of the city wall, and after confirming that it was correct, he released the bowstring.

When the three flaming arrows landed, Fuhu City seemed to be surrounded by blazing fire. The siege ladders close to the city wall were burned to ashes, and the enemy soldiers who fell from the ladders turned into ashes the moment they landed.

In just a blink of an eye, most of the enemy troops were gone. Zhao Jingchen looked at the scene in front of him and felt a sense of pleasure. He took a deep breath and finally understood why Zhao Jinghua, who was not yet twenty, was willing to stay at the border even if he had no food to eat, and was unwilling to return to Beijing to live a life of luxury.

At this time, someone in the city shouted, "The killer god of Zhao country is not dead, retreat quickly!" Zhao Jingchen's good mood was instantly gone when he heard this, and he wanted to shout out, "Zhao Jinghua is not the only one who knows the Blazing Fire Technique! I, Zhao Jingchen, can do it too!" But he changed his mind and thought that in the current situation, it would be a good idea to scare them away with just three blazing fire arrows. Thinking of this, Zhao Jingchen took a step back so that the enemy could not see his face clearly, and then he fired three blazing fire arrows at the enemy again as a warning, thus confirming what they thought in their hearts.

Zhao Jingchen looked at the enemy soldiers fleeing and felt very satisfied with his strategy, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt a little uncomfortable.

After turning around and walking down the tower, the prefect of Fuhu City came to pay his respects and said, "Your humble servant Bi Jianzhong pays respect to King Chen Gao."

Zhao Jingchen stepped forward and helped Bi Jianzhong up. "Sir, please stand up."

Bi Jianzhong immediately saw the unhappiness in Zhao Jingchen's eyes, so he comforted him, "Your Highness, why worry about such a small matter? You have never been on the battlefield, but you have the ability that is not inferior to the former crown prince. Why worry about it?"

Zhao Jingchen felt that this was very convincing, so he sighed and said, "That's right."

At the same time, Wan Sutong and Su Qinghui were playing checkers with Zhao Jinghuai. Wan Sutong picked up the dice and threw it casually, and a six came out. Just when she was about to pick up the chess piece and move six squares, there was a knock on the door, followed by Feng Ming's hoarse voice, which sounded like she had just cried, "Sister, are you asleep? Get up and take Wu Yisa back. He has to go to court tomorrow. It's just right for me to take Jinghuai back."

Wan Sutong looked at the dice with six points with great reluctance, and then said lazily and helplessly, "I'm here, I haven't slept yet." After saying that, he walked forward and opened the door.

Seeing this, Zhao Jinghuai quickly stepped forward and hugged Feng Ming's legs, "Sister Feng Ming"

Feng Ming touched her head, then stretched his neck to look inside, and immediately saw the checkers on the table. "Hey, are you playing checkers?"

Wu Yisa smiled at Su Qinghui and whispered to her, "Auntie."

After hearing this, Su Qinghui gave Wu Yisa a kind smile.

Wan Sutong yawned and looked at Wu Yisa. "Let's go, brother." After saying that, he waved his sleeves and actually chanted a spell in his heart. He didn't want to bring Wu Yisa to the villa in Lan'an City.

Wu Yisa looked down at Wan Sutong with confusion in his eyes. "Where is this? Did you teleport to the wrong place again?"

Wan Sutong coughed lightly and refused to admit that she had teleported to the wrong place. "That's not it. I wanted to take you to meet my mother-in-law."

After hearing this, Wu Yisa sneered and patted Wan Sutong on the shoulder. "It's late at night and I don't know your mother-in-law. Why should I see her? Besides, Wu Yisa is older than your mother-in-law. If you teleported wrong, just tell me. Can I, your brother, scold you?"

Wan Sutong giggled and scratched his head in embarrassment, "I don't know what's wrong, I always make mistakes recently." Then he silently recited the spell again, and finally his efforts paid off, but he made a mistake again...

Wan Sutong looked at her master's courtyard and couldn't help but fall into deep thought, "What's going on..."

Wu Yisa held his forehead and sighed, then patted Wan Sutong on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, take your time. Just send it back to me before the morning court is over."

Wan Sutong sighed, her face full of self-doubt, "I can't make any mistakes this time, trust me."

Wu Yisa smiled slightly and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a lonely grave in front of him! Wu Yisa was sweating and his legs were weak. He hurriedly looked at Wan Sutong beside him, but unexpectedly, a white light appeared in front of his eyes the next moment. After a moment, Wan Sutong sighed, "Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise Jinghua would find out that I teleported to the wrong place."

Wu Yisa opened his eyes with lingering fear, looking at the familiar palace in front of him, Wu Yisa walked to the dragon chair and sat down with a decadent look on his face. He sighed, "Tongtong, what happened to the lonely grave just now?"

Wan Sutong scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "It must be that I accidentally found the formation that Jinghua drew."

Wu Yisa raised his hand and rubbed his brows. "I won't go with you next time. It's too scary. Don't send me to the underground palace next time."