Chapter 38 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Chu Yue was not at all interested in the matters of Prince Qin’s mansion.

Her life after New Year was great.

The monk was really rich. The temple had to have received a lot of donations from patrons, because he gave her three boxes of birds’ nests that could nourish her body. One of them was even the incredibly valuable nest from glossy swiftlets. He also gave her two small caskets with accessories, all of which were very valuable, and three bundles of the best fabric.

“Milady, even if you gave the money in the big wallet we picked up to the master, we would not be able to buy so many things,” Hupo said in a daze.

Their luck in Xiang City had been insane. The first time, they picked up a silver note worth fifty taels, and then the second time, they picked up a wallet that was filled to the brim with five hundred taels of silver.

Chu Yue had actually managed to get one thousand taels of silver from the gambling houses. She kept five hundred taels of silver for herself while tossing the other five hundred taels for Hupo to pick up.

Five hundred taels of silver was a lot. Hupo was so excited that she did not sleep for most of the night. But if she had picked up one thousand taels of silver, she would have felt uneasy instead.

“The master got to know a patron who sells such luxurious items. He can buy them from him at cost price, so the items naturally cost half of the price for which they are usually sold,” Chu Yue said.

When Hupo heard this, she was dazed. Then, she brought out the wallet and said, “Milady, then you should give this money to the master.”

She did not ask why her mistress bought so many items when they were in Xiang City. After all, they had picked up money.

Chu Yue could only take the money and keep it for herself.

She was not modest in receiving gifts that the monk gave her, but she could not let Hupo know that the monk gave all the items to her as gifts. Otherwise, the maid would not be able to accept it.

Chu Yue explained it to him.

The monk did not mind. “I will be giving you more items. You don’t have to hide it from your maid. Just tell her that I gave them to you.”

‘Listen to his tone. He sounds like those domineering CEOs from trash romance novels.’

Chu Yue smiled as she leaned into his embrace. “Master, tell me honestly, how much silver did you embezzle?”

Those items could not be bought with less than one thousand taels of silver.

The monk coughed dryly. Was the widow trying to check how much money he had?

But he did not know how much money he had. After all, the entire Great Feng Dynasty was his.

“When will you become wordly again? Didn’t you say you will stop being a monk this year? It’s already ‘this year’,” Chu Yue said.

“July,” the monk replied.

Chu Yue pretended to faint, and the monk tightened his grip on her in amusement.

“Master Monk, is this intentional?” Chu Yue said feebly.