Xiao Jin's heart trembled slightly, but she still managed a composed smile: "These past few days have been quite sumptuous."
"Mother," Qi Jingyun lowered his gaze slightly, "some matters in the Court and the Harem are different."
Xiao Jin frowned.
"Meng Family's Silver is not so easy to spend." Qi Jingyun sighed, "If you don't want to end up being used by others, just return it." A hundred thousand taels of silver, just like that, they sent it in—what a grand gesture.
"But..."
"I will earn Silver myself." Qi Jingyun raised his eyes sharply; perhaps Mother excels at competing for favor, but her vision is indeed limited.
Xiao Jin felt distressed; in her generation, the Xiao Family hasn't produced any outstanding children. Their livelihood depends on ancestral assets, and these years, her identity has ensured smooth sailing. However, truly aiming for that position requires a significant amount of Silver, and she would need to devise other plans—not expecting...
