Chapter 85: Spending a Fortune to Secure a Proper Husband

When Su Mo and Fei Yan came out of the room, they only then discovered that Yue Ying and Mo Xiao were still waiting at the doorway.

She didn't even know how much of the earlier commotion in the house they had heard, and as Su Mo thought this, an involuntary blush spread across her fair face.

Probably feeling a bit guilty, she hadn't at all noticed the worry in those two's eyes.

Yue Ying's eyes shifted, and before anyone could react, he walked over and suddenly wrapped his arms around Su Mo's slender waist.

"Our little Su Mo has been losing weight lately, huh? Come sit by this fox, I'll feed you, eat more!"

Having said that, he unabashedly brushed his hand, his fingertips ambiguously grazing the hollow of her waist: "So thin like this, it's really heartbreaking~"

Su Mo's heart fluttered, she turned her head to glance at him, struggling to whisper a reminder: "In public, watch your image, could you, could you be a bit more decent?"

Yue Ying frowned unhappily and muttered: "What's wrong with just a hug? You and Fei Yan were cozy in the room for ages, how could you forget to be modest?"

"..."

Su Mo turned her head to glare at him, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

After a while she pretended nothing was wrong and said: "We, didn't, didn't do anything~"

Yue Ying's mouth twitched with anger, almost exploding! How dare she still say we didn't do anything?!

He reached out and gently pinched her ears, which had reddened from guilt, and said: "Wife Master, you're the classic case of speaking blatant lies! I heard it all!"

"... Listening in the corner is not a good habit."

"I don't care, whatever he has, I want too! How you treat him, you must treat me the same! No favoritism! Also, tonight I want to share a room with you!"

"... This, isn't that a bit improper?"

【What kind of joke is this, my frail little body really can't endure their torment... Dead Fox has ill intentions, I think they're trying to kill me…】

Yue Ying: "!!!"

Sooner or later he'll be driven to death by Wife Master's sharp mouth; he's so utterly sincere, and she still manages to twist it…

Yue Ying placed Su Mo's hand on his chest, with a sincere expression: "I promise not to do anything improper, just stay with you. Is that okay?"

Su Mo hesitated, glanced at him, seeming to contemplate the truth of his words.

Hearing his helpless sigh, he said: "Although… I really want to sleep with you, I'm even more afraid… of sleeping you to death."

"Cough!"

Su Mo's face flushed bright red; she nervously glanced around and said: "Speak more quietly!"

【5】 "What kind of glorious thing is this???"

What kind of splendid thing is this???

Yue Ying narrowed his eyes: "Alright, then when we go to sleep at night, I'll talk to you in detail again."

Su Mo: "..."

Now she has this fox who can't understand human speech, and she's truly at a loss.

Behind them, Mo Xiao and Fei Yan slowed their steps, exchanged a glance, their thoughts obvious.

The poison on Wife Master's body must be dealt with quickly.

Halfway there, an Attendant called out: "Miss Su, His/Her Highness has awakened, please go over."

Su Mo nodded, followed him and temporarily changed direction, heading to Ye Yuan's Chamber.

Fei Yan and a few others stayed outside, went to a secluded spot to wait for her.

Ye Yuan was leaning against the headboard, drinking water.

Seeing her approach, a pair of light‑blue eyes suddenly lit up, and his cheeks flushed slightly.

Su Mo furrowed her brow nervously, reached out to touch his forehead; no fever, she silently breathed a sigh of relief.

As she withdrew her hand, Ye Yuan grabbed her wrist.

"Wife Master, will you be angry with me?"

"Hm?"

Ye Yuan looked at her cautiously: "I've already learned about Ye Ling's matter…"

Su Mo gently reassured him: "No, she's also concerned about you, and besides, your father has already punished her."

Ye Yuan tightened his grip on her wrist, lowered his head and asked meekly: "Wife Master… will you despise me?"

"..."

Su Mo didn't quite understand his meaning; did he think he'd become disabled, thus feeling inferior?

Su Mo looked down at his reattached arm, her expression serious: "Don't worry, I will definitely restore you to your original state."

Ye Yuan lifted his gaze, his light‑blue pupils meeting her bewildered stare: "I'm not asking that, I want to know, will you abandon me… Wife Master, you don't actually like me that much, do you?"

He was on the verge of tears when he asked that.

His light‑blue pupils were filled with droplets, almost about to spill like tiny pearls onto the floor.

But thinking of the person before him, who dislikes crying Beastmen, he had to take a deep breath and hold it back…

Su Mo looked at his pitiful demeanor, for a moment unable to tell if she felt soft‑hearted or pained: "It's not that… I just think you're younger, maybe you don't understand those feelings."

Ye Yuan pouted in rebuttal: "No way, I'm actually two months older than you! I know more than you…"

Su Mo was momentarily speechless, "What about this?"

Ye Yuan's sorrowful eyes looked at her, and every word he spoke burned his heart: "I just like you, though I don't even know why. Apart from you, there will never be anyone else I would risk my life to save. You are…"

His hand gripping her wrist tightened unconsciously, as if desperately trying to hold onto something he couldn't grasp.

In the quiet room, his nearly shattered voice echoed: "My combat power isn't high… I always need you to coax me, so you don't really want to become my Wife Master, do you?"

The fingertips holding her wrist trembled uncontrollably: "You can have Fei Yan, Yue Ying, Mo Xiao, Cang Lan by your side; each of them is stronger than me… But I will truly strive to become powerful, powerful enough that Wife Master never has to worry about me. I can wait, wait until you are willing to like me—would that be okay? Or… does Wife Master really despise me?"

Su Mo looked at the person before her, feeling a bit of heartache: "I don't hate you…"

【Who would hate such a cute merperson… so well‑behaved, it's hard to refuse.】

Ye Yuan felt a surge of joy, grabbed the person in front of him: "Having one more me, what does it matter?"

"Ding"—

Xiao Jiu excitedly said: "Host, adults don't make choices! We want them all!"

Su Mo: 「……」

【Sounds like it kinda makes sense...... Over, over, I'm going further down the road of a scumbag girl......】

Outside the door, the Princess Consort's Lady let out a slight sigh.

She thought with relief, simplicity also has its benefits, after all, few people can cold-heartedly reject a sincere heart.

In this regard, Ye Yuan actually inherited his father's strengths.

Lord Jian Yi sighed, matters of the heart are like an arrow shot with no turning back; these lovesick fools in the East Sea probably can't be cured.

He's not worried about anything else; he's just worried that His/Her Highness's pure nature can't compete with those few.

So he said to the Princess Consort's Lady: "I think we should seize this opportunity and hurry to urge them to get the marriage done first."

The Princess nodded: "Anyway, we'll have to get married sooner or later; doing it earlier is fine! Lord Jian Yi, quickly go to the storehouse to take inventory of the dowry, get ready!"

The Princess Consort's Lady frowned: "This… isn't good?"

Being so eager, how does she feel like she's tricking them into marriage?

Lord Jian Yi furrowed his brows: "What's there to inventory? Just open the storehouse and let Su miss pick for herself. Take out the treasures of our East Sea and exchange them for His/Her Highness's Principal Husband Position—it's not a loss. Don't blame me for not warning you: once her miss and those few leave the East Sea, with His/Her Highness's nature, wanting to marry smoothly into that place, who knows when it'll happen—maybe the year of the monkey and month of the horse!"

The Princess had already been convinced: "My son is simple; future favor competition will be difficult, having a Principal Husband Position as backup is also a foolproof plan!"

The Princess Consort's Lady looked at him speechlessly, her heart full of regret. Indeed, one shouldn't look for a lovesick fool as a son‑in‑law; otherwise they'd have to produce an exact copy, and even vying for favor would have to rely on this old mother's family wealth as a safety net……

Forget it, forget it—we'll earn the family fortune later; for now, let's just send that little lovesick fool at home away!

In the shadows.

Yue Ying, Fei Yan, and Mo Xiao exchanged a glance.

What the heck is this?

They fought until bloody, with no conclusion, and these few from the East Sea actually tried to bribe the Wife Master with money!!!

Even a sneak attack shouldn't be this unprincipled—everything should have an order of first come, first served???

Just thinking about the Wife Master's money‑grabbing look, the faces of those few instantly turned ugly……