Ask her to take out silver money?

  How is this possible?

  Zhang Qi didnt dare to stay still like a wooden chicken, she shook her head slightly and said softly: "I wont give it to you."

  Xiao Mo stared at her, and she said softly, complainingly: "I want to keep it as a reserve."

  Whats the point of having savings by her side? Is she afraid that he will abandon her in the future? Xiao Mo smiled and stroked her head, saying: "Okay, you can stay if you want." With a rather pleasant mood, Xiao Mo chuckled and said: "Ill set up another courtyard for you, and Ill keep the deed. So you wont take it to exchange for silver again."

  "That ten mu of good land, I had to use some means to get it last time. You can keep it and have some harvest every year, how could you sell it? It was also because of Zhang Xuans meddling, wasnt it? Cant see that he is still a capable person."

  The annoyance was gone from his tone.

  Zhang Qi still lowered her head, he didnt let go of her, and she obediently nestled in his arms. With her eyebrows downcast, Zhang Qi secretly thought: with my current appearance, its hard for him to control himself. If I grow up a bit more, Im afraid it will be even harder to escape his grasp.

  She didnt dare think about what would happen next.

  As for Xiao Mo, she racked her brains but couldnt recall if he had ever existed in her memories. Of course, it wasnt just him, even Zhang Xuan and Chen Yi, she couldnt remember them either.

  Memories of her past life were too trivial and scarce, sometimes Zhang Qi even felt that if it werent for the fact that those memories had once been effective, she would have thought that she was just a thirteen or fourteen year old girl, and those memories were just a dream, a dream where she thought she had grown up, lived and died.

  Its also because of the scarcity of memories from her past life that Zhang Qi, at many times, behaves and has a personality just like any other young girl of her age.

  At this moment, a faint sound of footsteps came, followed by the soft cry of Zhang Jins personal maid, "Is Xiao Lang here?"

  Xiao Mos eyebrows slightly furrowed as he let go of Zhang Qi.

  Zhang Qi immediately got her freedom, stretched out her hand to comb down her hair, lowered her head and retreated to the side of a tree, making herself inconspicuous again.

  Xiao Mo turned his head, a smile playing on his lips, his face as gentle as spring breeze. "Whats up?"

  The maid appeared in front of the two, and she walked towards Xiao Mo with a gentle smile. "My mistress said that Madam is keeping a close eye on her, so she cant come out to see you," she said softly. "This is a handkerchief she embroidered herself, please accept it."

  It turned out that Zhang Jin was presenting a token of comfort to soothe her lovers heart, who had never seen her before.

  Xiao Mos smile at the corner of his mouth deepened, he raised an eyebrow and said: "Your wife has a heart." It was unclear whether it was Zhang Qis illusion or not, but when he said the three words has a heart, he emphasized the tone.

  The maid handed over the handkerchief.

  Xiao Mo stretched out two fingers and stroked them over, seeing that the maid was staring at him, he put the handkerchief into his bosom.

  Seeing that the maid was still motionless, he raised an eyebrow, "Anything else?"

  The maid lowered her eyes and said in a low voice: "Nothing, nothing."

  Under Xiao Mos gaze, she retreated in a dejected manner. As she was about to leave, Zhang Qi, who had been hiding on one side like an invisible person, caught her eye.

  As soon as the maid left, Xiao Mo took out his handkerchief and crumpled it into a ball. He turned around and threw it into the woods.

  Seeing his action, Zhang Qis eyes widened.

  Xiao Mo looked at her and beckoned: "Come over."

  Zhang Qi bit her lip and walked closer with small steps.

  As she walked, her eyes suddenly welled up with tears and she said in a low voice: "That maid just looked at me."

  Xiao Mo raised an eyebrow and looked at her.

  Zhang Qi said in a low voice: "Im afraid she was sent by Madam."

  Xiao Mo waited for her to continue.

  Zhang Qi lightly and crisply told the story of how she had pretended to accidentally cause a miscarriage in that woman yesterday. She spoke very detailedly, even describing her own responses at the time.

  She finished speaking, Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Ah Gui is seeking help from me."

  Zhang Qi lowered her head and remained silent.

  Xiao Mo said: "You are my person, asking me for help is also right. Now I know, will pay attention to it."

  Zhang Qi bowed to him and said in a low voice: "Thank you, sir."

  Xiao Mo stopped her, and at the same time lifted up her chin, admiring her for a while before saying: "Its getting late, I should go." He smiled and explained: "If I linger any longer, Miss might send someone to look for me. Who knows what I did wrong this time, its not easy to get close to Ah Qi like this." When mentioning Miss, his voice was filled with affection. It was clear that Miss was very fond of him.

  Zhang Qi would not make a sound.

  Xiao Mo looked at her deeply once more before turning around and leaving.

  Xiao Mo walked away, and Zhang Qi hastily turned around and rushed into the forest. She searched for a while before finally seeing the handkerchief that Xiao Mo had thrown away.

  This handkerchief is embroidered quite exquisitely and has a brocade character written on it.

  If this thing falls into someone elses hands, it will inevitably stir up another storm.

  Zhang Qi thought for a moment, picked up the handkerchief and put it in her bosom - temporarily keeping it, who knows when this handkerchief would come in handy.

  Then Zhang Qi turned around and quickly walked towards her own room. She was worried that someone would notice herself, the longer she spent alone with Xiao Mo, the more unfavorable others guesses were to her.

  Hurriedly returning to her room, Zhang Gui shut the door behind her and leaned against it to catch her breath.

  Xiao Mo was determined to get her!

  Fortunately, Mrs. Daimio was blocking the way.

  But this is the safest place in the mansion. She has to think of a way, she has to think of a way...

  She can borrow very little power. Zhang Xuan is after all Zhang Xiaos biological son, so he sympathizes with her and likes her. With his personality, he wont lend a hand too much either.

  Is there anyone else who can use it?

  Time flew by as Zhang Qi pondered. Seeing that the sun was no longer early, Zhang Qi hastily tidied up and headed towards school.

  Zhang Qi arrived when her cousins had already come more than half of them.

  It seems shes coming over; the girls, as usual, took a glance and then ignored her.

  Zhang Qi stood again in her usual corner.

  Today is again Yuans lesson, Zhang Qi stood still, and a servant specially arranged several brushes and ink.

  As soon as Yuan Laoshi walked in, the humming noise in the classroom stopped immediately.

  His identity and talent have absolute prestige among the girls. In this small school, there are several girls who secretly like him.

  Its said that, judging from Yuans appearance and identity, he shouldnt have been teaching the young ladies. However, when Zhang arranged for him to teach, he strongly declined the task of teaching the young masters, saying he wanted to teach the young ladies instead. He even bluntly stated that as a painter, these beautiful young ladies were at an age perfect for being painted, and by getting close to them, he could create a masterpiece of a beauty that would be passed down for centuries.

  He spoke with great eloquence. The elder members of the Zhang family were also convinced. In this era, when painting, people really liked to depict womens dressing and living conditions. All those who were good at painting were skilled in painting ladies portraits.

  Of course, Zhang didnt mind arranging him here at all. The main reason was that everyone in Jiankang believed in Yuans character and knew that with his integrity and self-respect, he wouldnt do something as unscrupulous as seducing a young girl.

  Just like Ruan Ji of the Jin Dynasty, he was sleeping beside a woman, yet everyone in the world believed in and respected him.