Flowers not yet withered

The famed War King set his sights on a simple farmer's daughter, not hesitating to keep himself pure as he engaged in nurturing her.
Everyone thought that Sikong Mo, the War King, was destined to be a bachelor for life, but unexpectedly, news came that the renowned War King was to be wed, and his bride was to be a mere farmer's daughter.
The daughters of the rich and noble roared in outrage, "Why her?"
Sikong Mo appeared silently, "Because I said so."
Born of wealthy parents, she was abandoned by them once again, replaced and poisoned, but fate did not forsake her, allowing her to cling stubbornly to life.
Sikong Mo, "I empathize with you, we are a match made in heaven."
Ye Jiu, "No, no, no, we are not the same. I have the Golden Finger, helping me reach the pinnacle of life."
Sikong Mo, "Hmm? Have you forgotten who gave you that Golden Finger?"
Ye Jiu deflated a bit guiltily, and slipped away.
With Plane Space at hand, wealth throughout the world is unparalleled.

My Princess Holds Superpowers

Outside the courtyard wall, the bamboo grove. Ye Wenzheng looked despondently at the slowly approaching Ye Jiu and said, "I don't know what Aunt Xiaojiu asked Wenhao to find me for?"


During the fundraising, the Clan Leader and the Ye Family had contributed the most, and Ye Wenzheng took it to heart, knowing it was all about relationships.


"I heard you were going from house to house asking for loans?" Ye Jiu asked in return.


A flicker of embarrassment crossed Ye Wenzheng's face, and his eyes reddened.


Everyone has self-respect, and no one wants to so eagerly beg others.


"I know, times are hard for our clanspeople, and their willingness to donate money to our family is already a great kindness. I shouldn't be demanding more, but Xiaoyun can't wait. If she spends the night at the Liu Family's place, even if I buy her back later, as a girl, her reputation will be ruined," Ye Wenzheng said, guilt-ridden.


How much money can 255 get?