Mo Ling

After Chuzheng is suddenly pronounced dead by a system all of a sudden, her only worry in life becomes—spending money. Ever since she gets stuck with this system, her back is no longer sore and her legs no longer ache. Heck, there isn't even a time when she goes out of breath. 
System: Let us set a small goal first and squander a hundred million... Little Miss, stop right there! Don't activate the invincible mode!
 (▼皿▼#) Chuzheng: Can you please explain what is this thing that is leeching off me? 
Random Thing: Babe, you can do whatever you want to me. 
Chuzheng: (touches her blade) In-In that case, I will not stand on ceremony. 
System: Little Miss, please put the saber down right this instant! (▼へ▼メ) 
#LittleMissAlwaysDoesAsShePleases.

Let's Squander A Billion First!

Yan Gui was suddenly granted kingship, which was originally a gesture laced with humiliation as he was bestowed upon Prince Cheng's Residence; however, in the blink of an eye, it turned into a formal granted marriage.


Nobody knew why the Emperor wanted to do this.


The Little Taoist Priest was complaining to Chuzheng at this time, "Raise my pay! I must have a raise! I have to be cautious about everything in the palace! You think this is easy for me?"


"Everyone in the palace treats you like an honored guest, you get whatever you ask for, and you're still not satisfied?" Chuzheng was of course very willing to go along with his suggestion.


A Little Taoist Priest who got a raise was a good Taoist Priest.


"You try staying in the palace," retorted the Little Taoist Priest with a roll of his eyes. "I'm meant to wander the world, how can I waste my life within those palace walls?"


One late evening, Chuzheng suddenly sought him out.


Chapter 197: Prince Longevity (27)