My God of Wealth is a Short-lived Ghost

Chapter 124 Like father, like son

Zhao Jinfang nodded with a smile in his eyes. At this time, Wan Sutong came out of the room. When he saw Zhao Jinfang, he knelt down and saluted without saying a word. Then he stood behind Zhao Jinghua.

Zhao Jinfang laughed after seeing this and said, "Father wants to discuss something important with you."

Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly and then turned to look at Wan Sutong, "Go and rest, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Wan Sutong nodded, knelt down again, turned back to the house and closed the door

Zhao Jinfang sighed and looked at Zhao Jinyao, "Brother Wang, it's getting late, you should go to bed too."

Zhao Jinyao bowed and took advantage of the darkening sky to show an evil smile. "Your Majesty, I respectfully send you off." Zhao Jinfang nodded and turned to leave with Zhao Jinghua.

Seeing the two of them walking away, Zhao Jinyao quickly sent a message to Zhao Jinghua, "Don't say the wrong thing."

However, Zhao Jinghua turned his head to look at Zhao Jinfang and said in a low voice, "Guess what Prince Lin asked me to do?"

Zhao Jinfang said with a mocking tone, "What's the matter? Don't say the wrong thing." Zhao Jinghua nodded without saying anything.

Zhao Jinfang raised his head and laughed, "Although I have never met Zhao Sinian, it does not mean that I do not know what kind of person his son is. Three years ago... haha" At this point, Zhao Jinfang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and when he spoke again, his tone was filled with anger, "He still wanted to use Zhao Sinian to get the throne, but it's a pity that his son was short-lived."

Zhao Jinghua sneered after hearing this and said, "Why bother to get angry with a person with such wild ideas?"

Zhao Jinfang shook his head and sighed, "Yes, has Zhao Jinyao ever helped you? If so, I will indulge his useless plan as a way of repaying you. If not..." At this point, Zhao Jinfang snorted coldly, "Like father, like son."

Zhao Jinghua raised his head slightly and looked at the night sky covered by dark clouds. A breeze blew across his face, lifting up his hair. He chuckled and said, "The wind is blowing."

Listening to Zhao Jinghua's deep voice and looking at the dark clouds rolling in the distance, Zhao Jinfang only felt an inexplicable pressure around him. He thought for a moment, lowered his eyes and nodded, "Okay." After he finished speaking, Zhao Jinfang looked into the distance with loneliness in his eyes, "Have you forgiven your father?"

Zhao Jinghua turned his head to look at Zhao Jinfang when he heard this. Feeling Zhao Jinghua's gaze, he turned his head to look at Zhao Jinghua. Seeing the indifference in Zhao Jinghua's eyes, Zhao Jinfang knew that he and Zhao Jinghua had a gap after all. Even if they stood together, it seemed like there was a mountain between them. Soon, Zhao Jinfang lowered his head and transformed the Suihua sword with a scabbard into a sword and handed it to Zhao Jinghua.

However, Zhao Jinghua sighed and prepared to leave after seeing this.

Zhao Jinfang frowned and looked at Zhao Jinghua in confusion, "Why?"

When Zhao Jinghua heard his question, he raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the Suihua sword, then pulled the Suihua sword out of the scabbard. The blade glowed with a cold blood-red light. The next moment, Zhao Jinghua put the Suihua sword back into the scabbard. He spread out his right hand and saw that the palm that touched the hilt was blood-red as if it had been burned by a raging fire, and there was a faint smell of burning.

Zhao Jinfang's pupils suddenly shrank after seeing this, and he looked at the scene in disbelief, "How could this be!"

Zhao Jinghua looked at his palm and sneered, saying calmly, "I am not a living person now. Wait for another seven days."

Zhao Jin nodded in understanding and said, "Then your father will keep it for you first."

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and bowed, "Thank you, father. I'll take my leave now."

At this moment, Wan Sutong looked at Zhao Jinghua's burned hand in the picture and sighed heavily, "Ah... His hand was burnt but he didn't even make a sound. How painful would it be for me to prick him to make him groan?"

0533 sighed and analyzed carefully, "Host, he probably didn't expect you to stab so deep. He didn't have the slightest defense. If this system was caught off guard and stabbed, it would probably jump up and scream." At this time, Zhao Jinghua pushed the door open and walked in. Wan Sutong hurriedly stepped forward to observe Zhao Jinghua's right hand. Seeing that his palm was intact, Wan Sutong breathed a sigh of relief, "How could the Suihua sword burn you?"

Zhao Jinghua chuckled and shook his head after hearing this. "Madam, don't worry. The hilt of the sword is made of gold to prevent people with ulterior motives from stealing the Suihua Sword by using the art of possessing another's body."

Wan Sutong nodded meaningfully. "Why?"

0533 laughed after hearing this. "I thought you understood what I heard when I saw you nodding your head. Because gold contains a certain amount of copper, the refining technology was not well developed in ancient times. Therefore, the gold ingots in ancient times were not considered pure gold. Moreover, ghosts will be burned if they touch copper."

Wan Sutong nodded in sudden realization, recalling the time when Zhao Jinghua took off the Phoenix Crown for her.

Zhao Jinghua helped Wan Sutong sit down in front of the dressing table. When he raised his hand to put it on the phoenix crown, he suddenly withdrew his hand. Wan Sutong saw his action and hurriedly stood up. She wanted to check Zhao Jinghua's hand, but saw that Zhao Jinghua had his hand behind his back. "But your hand is scratched."

Zhao Jinghua shook his head and chuckled, then stretched out his hands for Wan Sutong to check. Seeing that Zhao Jinghua had no wounds on his hands, Wan Sutong breathed a sigh of relief. As he turned around and sat back on the round stool, he kept reminding Zhao Jinghua, "There are a lot of thorns on it, be careful, especially the jagged leaves."

Zhao Jinghua hummed and said softly, "Madam, rest assured. I will be more careful." After that, he put his hand on the phoenix crown again, and then carefully took out the hairpin used to fix the phoenix crown for Wan Sutong with his right hand. When he put the hairpin on the dressing table, Wan Sutong did not see his burned fingers because of the wide sleeves covering it.

Zhao Jinghua glanced at Wan Sutong in the bronze mirror and chuckled. Then he took off the phoenix crown with both hands and placed it on the dressing table. Just as Zhao Jinghua picked up the peach wood comb to unclutter Wan Sutong's bun,

Wan Sutong hummed in confusion, "Jinghua, do you smell a burning smell?"

Zhao Jinghua lowered his eyes, looked at his hand that was burned by the peach wood, and shook his head, "No."

Wan Sutong said "oh" and recalled this, she held her forehead in silence, "I remember that wooden comb, it seemed to be made of peach wood, right?" Then she looked at Zhao Jinghua blankly, "So the burnt smell came from your hands? There can't be any damage!"

Zhao Jinghua shook his head with a smile, "It won't be in seven days." Zhao Jinghua felt a warm feeling in his heart at this moment. At this moment, he knew that he had a home. "It's getting late, go to bed early."

Wan Sutong nodded and walked to the couch, bent down and looked under it. After confirming the location of Qingtuan, she half-knelt on the ground and grabbed Qingtuan with both hands. "You are really good at hiding. Aren't you hungry?"

Qingtuan laughed awkwardly, "0533 brought me food, but I ate it all."

Wan Sutong's face seemed to have the word "speechless" written on it. She put the green ball into her spiritual sea and then smiled at Zhao Jinghua, "Don't sleep on the soft bed tonight. Do you prefer to sleep inside or outside?"

Zhao Jinghua looked at Wan Sutong with a smile in his eyes and said, "It's up to you."

Wan Sutong felt a little embarrassed when Zhao Jinghua looked at her. She smiled and said, "Then you sleep inside. It would be a bit awkward if I got up at night and passed by you." Zhao Jinghua nodded slightly without saying anything.