Chapter Twenty-Seven: Becoming a Poor Ghost

For a person who has been squeezed out of his wallet by various marketing routines in modern times, no one can compare to her in the use of public opinion and marketing methods.

Gao Li was a little confused throughout the whole process, so she talked about this cooperation.

When she saw Xie Youwei's backs leaving, Gao Li still didn't react.

It wasn't until Xie Youwei's back disappeared around the corner that Gao Li blinked and came back to her senses.

Looking at the purse bag left by Xie Youwei in her hand, Gao Li trembled and untied the strap of the purse.

The purse was stuffed with silver tickets and ingots.

Suddenly Goryeo burst into tears.

The little girl on the side was jumped by the sudden tears of her mother, and she wanted to wipe away her tears for Gao Li.

"Mother, don't cry, don't cry."

Gao Li squatted down and took Lin Ruru into her arms, and her tears still did not stop.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gao Li wiped her tears, "We have met a nobleman, and your father is saved." ”

Hearing her mother's words, Lin Ruru was stunned for a moment, her small body froze completely, and she opened her mouth hesitantly.

"Really? Daddy...... Is there really a salvation? ”

Gao Li choked up and answered Lin Ruru's question.

"Really, really, we'll ask a doctor to come and treat you tonight."

"Great! Great! ”

Lin Ruru happily circled around Gao Li.

At this time, Xie Youwei, who was walking on the way home, was a little dazed.

She originally came out to make money, but instead spent all the money.

She's so poor now.

Xie Youwei sighed.

Back at the house, he slipped in quietly over the wall, but because of the injury on his leg, Xie Youwei didn't climb the wall very smoothly, and he was about to fall.

When she returned to the courtyard, Xicui looked at her young lady limping as before, and couldn't help but exclaim and stepped forward.

"Miss! Why are you hurt again! ”

Xie Youwei waved his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's nothing this time."

Xicui helped Xie Youwei into the room, and after asking repeatedly, she got a reply that she was fine, so she had to put down the topic and ask about it instead.

"Miss, how is the battle going today? How much did you earn? ”

Xie Youwei hooked his lips and confidently stretched out five fingers to Xicui.

"Miss, you earned five hundred taels?!"

Xicui's big eyes have 10,000 points of admiration for her own young lady.

Xie Youwei shook his head incomprehensibly, and in Xicui's expectant eyes, he calmly opened his mouth.

"No, I spent five hundred taels."

Xicui: "? ”

Uh-huh?

Miss, didn't you go out to make money?

Xie Youwei spread it out on the beauty couch and posed himself in a paralyzed posture.

"There is no money, your young lady is penniless now."

The poor ghost even lost his desire for life in his eyes.

If it weren't for saving money to escape marriage!

If it weren't for that guy's refusal to get out of the marriage!

Xie Youwei sat up sharply again.

Gan!

I knew I shouldn't have bought that painting boat a few days ago! Spent so much money on her in vain!

It's still angry to spend so much money in vain!

Xie You slammed his fist on the couch in a slight anger.

"Gan!"

Xicui was frightened by Xie Youwei's angry scolding on the side, and before she could say her words of concern, she saw Xie Youwei turn her head towards her suddenly.

The fierce feeling in his eyes is about to burst into flames.

Xicui trembled again.

"Hee-green! Is there any itinerary for His Royal Highness the King recently? For example, where to go to the elegant gathering or something. ”

Xicui was a little confused, but she still began to try to remember.

However, His Royal Highness Ling really rarely participates in these activities, and Xicui is not sure.

"Hmm...... The eldest princess is going to hold a flower viewing party recently, and today I just handed a post to Miss You and the Second Miss, and I will also hand it to His Royal Highness King Ling, but I don't know if His Royal Highness King Ling will participate in the ......"

Xie Youwei touched his chin.

Okay.

Go try your luck.

"Hurry up and help me prepare something for the flower viewing feast."

Thinking of the flower-viewing banquet, Xie Youwei's expression became more solemn.

She had to see this flower-viewing feast no matter what.

Not just to try her luck, this flower-viewing banquet was also the first gathering she would go to after returning to the capital, and it was the first occasion to contact other young ladies of the family.

She had just come back, and with the sudden marriage, it was estimated that there were many people waiting for her on the Yaji.

Xie You sighed slightly and recovered Ge You's paralysis.

Tired.

It's so tiring to be alive.

She doesn't want to socialize.

Xie Youwei felt like a fish that accidentally fell out of the pot now, and the whole person lost the desire to live, leaving only a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Xie Youwei twisted his body sadly, ready to adjust his posture, when he suddenly felt something on his waist.

Reach out and feel the thing.

It's a small medicine bottle.

It was the can that Xiao Jinyan gave her in the afternoon.

Thinking of the man who looked extremely appetizing to himself, Xie Youwei couldn't help but hook his lips and smile.

It's a pity that she's going to run away from marriage.

Otherwise, I really want to wrap that handsome guy with a cold face.

Thinking of this, Xie Youwei clenched his fists and began to pour chicken soup for the soul.

"Try! Struggle! Eventually become a rich woman! Wrap up a little white face! Pack male model! Pack of ten! Pack hundreds! ”

As soon as the chicken soup shouted like this, Xie Youwei felt that he was full of motivation for the future in an instant.

Come on, that's a bunch of handsome guys.

Xie You smiled slightly, collected his attention, and opened the small medicine bottle.

It contained medicinal oil.

As soon as he opened it, a smell of medicine wafted out of it, and the smell went straight to the Tianling Gai, making Xie Youwei frown for a moment.

Belch! What a terrible smell of medicinal oil!

Xie Youwei glanced at the medicinal oil with disgust, and remembered the picture of Xiao Jinyan handing the small medicine bottle to him in the afternoon.

Well, for the sake of the handsome guy with cold faces, let's give it a try.

Xie Youwei stretched out his hand, poured a part of the medicinal oil into the palm of his hand, then wiped it on his ankle and slowly rubbed it.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Xie Youwei really felt that the pain in her ankle was reduced a lot, and it was very comfortable.

Xie Youwei's eyes flashed with a little surprise, and he rubbed it for a while.

At this time, Xiao Jinyan, who gave out the medicinal oil, was standing in the interrogation room of the Zhenfu Division, coldly looking at the prisoner who was kneeling on the ground and embarrassed.

This prisoner and person are the fugitives who were kicked by Xie Youwei with a board in the market this afternoon.

Xiao Jinyan looked at the prisoner, sneered, walked to the other side of the interrogation room, reached out and picked up a torture instrument, put it in his hand and turned it around.

"If you recruit it, let you go today, if you don't recruit it, these torture instruments are waiting here to drink your blood."