She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 270 - 269: If You Can’t Make Money, Then Sell Yourself

Chapter 270: Chapter 269: If You Can’t Make Money, Then Sell Yourself

Now that she’s a mother, is she living well?

Looking at her brother’s expression,

Yan Wanqing let out a deep sigh. She just knew that after her brother recovered his memory, he would surely ask about the Noble Consort.

But what could be done about it?

She was already married, a mother to her own children.

It had long been impossible between them.

"Wanwan, big brother just wants to glimpse her from afar, to make certain she’s well and then he can let go," Yan Li’an gently said.

Yan Wanqing sighed.

"If big brother wants to know, in a couple of days I’ll find an opportunity to enter the palace, and you can follow me," she said.

"Good," Yan Li’an finally let out a sigh of relief after hearing this.

He had been truly afraid that Yan Wanqing would refuse.

But fortunately, she had agreed.

"So many years have passed, big brother should have learned to look ahead," Yan Wanqing couldn’t restrain herself from saying this.

Watching her brother once again fall into recollection, she could no longer bear it and walked outside.

Leaving Yan Li’an alone in the courtyard, gazing into the well, lost in a reverie.

How could he not wish to look forward?

It’s just that love’s hurdle is hard to cross, and Yan Li’an was no exception.

...

Yan Wanqing returned to the courtyard, where Cong Ge had already prepared her bath water and an assortment of sweets and snacks was waiting for her.

Cong Ge was overjoyed at her return.

She chattered away at length and insisted on sleeping in the small bed beside hers every night.

Fearing that Yan Wanqing would leave once again.

Knowing that she was concerned about her, Yan Wanqing let her be.

"Miss, it’s really too hot today. You should take a quick bath to cool off," Cong Ge suggested.

Yan Wanqing chuckled, "Mother made chicken soup at noon today. After that, I’ll be drenched in sweat again."

Cong Ge had no choice but to give up, "Then you’ll just have to wait until after lunch. You can take a bath and then have a rest."

"Mm-hmm," Yan Wanqing replied as she made her way to her desk.

On it lay many unaddressed letters, all sent by her subordinates since her return to the capital.

She leafed through them one by one, and time quickly passed.

During this period, all the organizations had been running smoothly, and Xiaoliu had begun to independently solve the relationships between the organizations.

Who would have thought that at the critical moment, it would be her stepping up to take charge.

Yan Wanqing felt very reassured.

Just as she was thinking about this, someone came in.

Yan Lingzhen closed the door with an air of mystery.

"Sister, I have something to tell you."

Yan Wanqing stroked her head, "What is it?"

"Princess Yaochi’s poems are all plagiarized," Yan Lingzhen pulled out a collection of poems from her bosom. "These poems have various styles; they couldn’t possibly have been written by her."

"I know." Poetry is the expression of accumulated experiences, and those expressions of exile and distress—how could Li Chengyuan understand them?

Upon hearing Yan Wanqing say that she knew, Yan Lingzhen finally felt relieved, "This thief thought she could claim the poems as her own by memorizing and transcribing them. Such a lack of shame, absolutely disgraceful."

She had the utmost disdain for such sneaky behavior.

"There’s no need to get upset over such a person," Yan Wanqing consoled her.

Yan Lingzhen felt aggrieved.

She had every reason to be upset.

Li Chengyuan came from the same place as she did, and such behavior had completely tarnished her own reputation as well.

She had only recently gone out to stroll the marketplace when she saw the vendors selling, which led her to flip through their wares, and what she saw was quite a shock.

"She’s already dead anyway," Yan Wanqing stated without a trace of emotion, dropping the bombshell.

Yan Lingzhen covered her mouth, "Dead? How did she die?"

Weren’t women like them who transmigrated to ancient times supposed to be the main heroines? How could they possibly die!

Shouldn’t they have some sort of buff?!

Yan Lingzhen found it hard to believe.

She herself just dabbled in medicine, completely resigned to her fate under her sister’s brilliance, content to live as her own little rich lady.

But it was different for Li Chengyuan. The path she took was clearly that of the main heroine in novels, so how had she managed to walk herself to death?

Faced with Xiaoliu’s shock, Yan Wanqing didn’t want to delve into such bloody details with her.

"I don’t know, I just got the news that she died by jumping off the city wall," Yan Wanqing vaguely explained.

Yan Lingzhen pursed her lips.

To think she chose such a bad ending by jumping off the city wall.

Could it be that she entered a tragic storyline?

But the person was already dead, and to speculate any more would be somewhat disrespectful.

"But the Li Family doesn’t know this news yet, do they?" Yan Lingzhen spoke up, "Ever since his daughter was named Princess Yaochi, Li Chengxiang has been parading outside every day, exchanging poems with his friends, always the host, and reportedly spending a lot of money. The earnings of Miss Li can hardly keep up with his expenditures."

Hearing the name Li Chengxiang, Yan Wanqing looked on with concern, "Is Miss Li living in difficulty lately?"

"With such a father and sister, how could she not be? Lately, Xiaoliu has always been withdrawing silver from Money Leopard to help her out, but this can’t go on," Yan Lingzhen sighed, "The Seventh Prince is now locked in the dungeon, and Li Chengxiang’s father-in-law’s dreams have been shattered. It’s likely they’re being besieged by creditors at home right now."

Hearing the situation was so severe, Yan Wanqing couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

"Come with me right now," someone had asked her to ensure Li Chengxiang’s safety before their death, and she couldn’t break her promise.

Especially since Li Chengyuan’s death was related to her.

The current state of the Li Family was also linked to her actions.

Yan Wanqing couldn’t concern herself with the life and death of others, but when it came to Li Chengxiang, she had to intervene!

The sisters hurriedly left their residence, with Yan Wanqing carrying Yan Lingzhen through the streets and alleyways. In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the two were already standing atop the Li Family’s wall.

Just as Yan Lingzhen had predicted.

A crowd of creditors had the Li Family’s gate firmly blockaded.

"To think Li Chengxiang has been so foolish as to rack up such a hefty debt," Yan Wanqing frowned in disapproval.

Yan Lingzhen sighed deeply, "The money I just took from Money Leopard for Miss Li was immediately squandered by Li Chengxiang on various taverns, leaving me at a loss."

Especially recently, he favors Fireworks Lane.

He’d invite a few friends every few days to find confidantes, drink wine, recite poetry, and pretend to be cultured.

Naturally, money flowed out like water.

The sisters were in the midst of discussing.

When suddenly, a cry could be heard from within the house.

"Father, please—have mercy, Father! Your daughter can earn money, please don’t do this!"

It was the voice of Li Chengxiang.

Yan Wanqing was about to go down when Yan Lingzhen grabbed her.

"Sister, wait, let’s see what happens," she urged.

Li Chengxiang was dragged by Li Chengxiang into the courtyard.

He erupted in rage: "As a daughter of our Li Family, you should contribute to the family. Right now, with your sister gone and the Seventh Prince in the dungeon, and you unable to earn money, we’ve accrued a lot of debt. Do you really want these men to chop off my hands? How could you be so heartless!"

"Are you saying you want your daughter to sell her body in exchange for money!" Li Chengxiang cried out in utter disbelief.

Her eyes filled with sorrow, "Is this something a father should be doing? You’re an official of the Imperial Court, if you do this, do you think you can still hold onto your position?"

"It’s none of your concern. Today, you must go to that banquet. Just accompany that Lord Wang for one night, only one night, and he will settle all my debts and keep it a secret. It’s a perfect solution," Li Chengxiang said sternly.

Li Chengxiang couldn’t believe her own ears.

She shook her head looking at her father, "I won’t go, I’d rather die than go!"

"You don’t get to choose, I’m not asking for your opinion," Li Chengxiang reached out, grabbed her, and pulled her up. When she resisted, he harshly threw her down to the ground again.