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!

Chuzheng spent a fortune buying a batch of calligraphy and paintings, and word of this quickly made its way to the ears of various people.


The Emperor of Jin couldn't fathom what Chuzheng was up to.


"Subordinate... does not know." The general hypothesized, "Perhaps it was brought from Wei Country; when he arrived, he carried quite a few possessions..."


After all, he was the Prince of Wei Country.


Even if Wei Country's Emperor did not hold him in high regard, what about his mother and concubine?


The Emperor of Jin frowned, "What's he buying calligraphy and paintings for?"


The general shook his head, "I don't know; his purchases were haphazard. He bought everything from famous artists' works to nameless calligraphy and paintings."


"Could Wei Country be using this as a way to send him messages?" the Emperor of Jin pondered.


Chapter 511 Difficult to be a Hostage (6)