Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 669 Popularity can't be revived, please mourn
Joel Yan maintained a faint smile, while saying not to do this, but on the other hand accepted their favor with peace of mind, and even felt a little complacent.

Looking at Qu Changsheng's new mansion, although the environment is not big, everyone working in it walks lightly, does things cleanly, and is neither curious nor observant.

Obviously, this is the dead man beside Ying Chen.

Curving the corner of his mouth, Joel Yan sneered.

Ying Chen was really willing, these dead men didn't do these miscellaneous jobs in the palace, but they came to do labor for Qu Changsheng.

While thinking about it, Qu Changsheng walked towards them.

Snow-colored Shu brocade cloak, with silver threads as hooks, and flying cranes embroidered lifelike on the tail, rolled rabbit fur, and a pomegranate red bow at the neck, making Qu Changsheng's palm-sized face even more delicate compact.

It's been a few days since I've seen her, but she looks good.

Joel Yan sneered in his heart, stepped forward, and was stopped at the door by the dead man just as he was about to speak.

Tang Huan's face changed, and he angrily scolded these stupid house slaves:
"How dare you stop us, don't you know who the person in front of you is?"

The dead man had a sullen face, but he didn't care so much:
"The slaves only recognize the master and the people brought by the master."

Joel Yan patted Tang Huan's hand, comfortingly said:
"Okay, Tang Huan, we didn't come here to seek peace with them because of quarrels. Don't forget our purpose."

This was the most unpleasant part in Tang Huan's heart. She pursed her mouth and said:

"Seeking peace with this kind of person is simply lowering our status."

In a blink of an eye, Qu Changsheng had already stood at the door.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing that she was so bold, Shen Yangqi's eyes flashed with jealousy.

What a blessing to have inherited such a large fortune at such a young age.

Tang Huan scolded angrily:
"Qu Changsheng, do you understand the rules? Our princess came here, and you have such an attitude."

Qu Changsheng raised his eyebrows and replied coldly.

"I know what my attitude is. I don't need a young lady who can't even afford 50 taels to teach me here."

After poking her sore spot, Tang Huan opened his eyes wide and choked for a long time, but couldn't say a word, so he simply closed his mouth.

Joel took a step forward, with a weak body, as if blown down by a gust of wind, took out his veil, and gently covered his lips:

"Changsheng, please don't be angry, I was wrong, and I came here to apologize to you."

"How do you want to apologize?" Xuan Yue asked loudly from the side:
"If you say sorry lightly, then please go back, our master doesn't have so much free time to waste time with you here."

Joel Yan sneered in his heart, and replied gently:
"How could it be? Since I apologize sincerely, it is because of my sincerity."

"Okay, let me see your sincerity."

Qu Changsheng stepped forward and saw that there was a very simple ordinary carriage behind Joel Yan's carriage, so he knew that there was something on the carriage:

"My patience is limited, hurry up."

Shen Yangqi's face darkened, and Tang Huan on one side took out a handkerchief and accused:
"It's so frivolous, the master and the slave are both of the same virtue!"

Joel Yan was not annoyed, snapped her fingers and the servants she brought took out two sacks from the carriage and carried them to Chang Sheng.

As soon as he opened the sack, Qu Changsheng opened his eyes slightly.

It's gold ingots.

The gold ingots specially burned for the dead filled up two big sacks.

Qiao Eryan looked at Qu Changsheng's angry expression with satisfaction.

Her red lips curled up, and she said softly:

"These are all gold ingots folded one by one by our servants. I am also sorry about Chong Lin, so since it is an apology to the dead, it should be aimed at the dead.

These two sacks of gold ingots are enough for him to live in the underworld for a while, maybe he can also buy a mansion as big as yours and live a good life. "

As she spoke, she ordered the rest of the servants to take out all the things on the carriage.

A paper villain.

Pots and pans.

And that traditional paper money.

She has clearly prepared everything for the funeral.

"How is it? So many things should show my sincerity, right?"

She was smiling, with the corners of her mouth raised in a triumphant gesture.

"Besides being sorry, I have one more thing to tell you, Chang Sheng."

Stepping forward, she raised her head slightly and approached Qu Changsheng:
"People cannot be resurrected after death, so please be patient."

(End of this chapter)