The Prime Minister’s Wife Is The Richest Woman

These days, Ji Yunxi sleeps on the innermost side, and he sleeps on the outermost side, with an empty space separating them.

Ji Yunxi knelt down and sat on the other end of the empty space. While arranging the quilt, she suddenly said: “You said you touched human skin?”

Wu Wei’an flipped over a page of miscellaneous book and said: “Did I say that?”

Ji Yunxi looked at him and said: “You said so.”

Wu Wei’an raised his head, looked back at her, and suddenly became a little interested. He said blankly: “Oh? Really? I don’t remember.”

“When I sent you the wedding dress, you said that the cotton cloud brocade silk was several times smoother than a woman’s fair skin. I asked if you had touched it, but you replied that you hadn’t, and asked me if a human skin counted as one.” Ji Yunxi retells it as exactly as it was to him.

Seeing her earnest retelling, Wu Wei’an laughed all of a sudden: “It’s rare that Yun Niang remembers it so clearly. I remember it now. I did touch it. Why?”

Ji Yunxi nodded, and asked again: “Then do you know how to make a human skin mask?”

Wu Wei’an raised his eyebrows: “You want me to make a human skin mask for that Fang Yuan?”

Ji Yunxi: “Yes.”

Wu Wei’an withdrew his gaze and flipped through the miscellaneous book again: “I indeed can, and there are indeed a few human skins lying idly around.”

Ji Yunxi came straight to the point: “Then name the price.”

Wu Wei’an slammed close the miscellaneous book and said loudly: “Eight thousand taels!”

Ji Yunxi didn’t even blink her eyes: “Alright. How long do you need?”

Wu Wei’an threw the miscellaneous book back to the original place: “The fastest time is three days, but you should paint the portrait and give it to me.”

Ji Yunxi lifted the quilt and lay down: “I will give it to you when I return from the farm tomorrow morning.”

Wu Wei’an: “No problem.”

The two reached an agreement and both lay down to sleep.

But Wu Wei’an somewhat couldn’t fall asleep.

He likes to make things like human skin masks, but he doesn’t want to waste human skin. But the price she offered is much higher than that in the Jianghu world and nobody will look for him to do that. But it is impossible for him to reduce the price. Even if he has to let the human skin grow moldy, he will not reduce the price.

As a result, now, he can make some handicrafts that he likes, and at the same time he can also make a lot of money from it, which is an extremely beautiful thing.

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Ji Yunxi couldn’t sleep well either. Her mind had been tossing and turning lately, thinking about how to save her manager.

She opened her eyes, looked in the dark for a while, and then suddenly said softly: “Are you asleep?”

Wu Wei’an also replied softly: “Not yet.”

Ji Yunxi returned to her normal voice: “Will that mask of yours be easily lifted?”

Wu Wei’an put one hand behind his head: “I have a special method, which makes it very firm and it is no different from one’s own face. If you don’t believe me, you can ask someone to lift the Poison Lady’s mask. If you can lift it, I will give you eight thousand taels.”

Ji Yunxi was slightly surprised, but after being surprised, she felt that it was indeed reasonable: “No wonder. I saw that her eyes are very clear and it doesn’t match her current age at all.”

Wu Wei’an gave a hum and avoided the topic. The two of them chatted casually for a few more words again before falling asleep.

A few hours later, before dawn, Ji Yunxi got up.

She is going to the farm today, but it is impossible to go straight to the farm. She has to go around the pawn shop in the city first, and then go around the farms.

So she got up very early.

Martial arts practitioners have extremely strong five senses, so Wu Wei’an also got up from the bed with his eyes closed.

He pulled the quilt and sat on the bed. After waking up for a while, he looked outside at the still dark sky and sighed: “It’s too early.”

Ji Yunxi came in from outside after washing her face, glanced at the person on the bed and asked casually: “Are you still taking a leave today?”

Wu Wei’an lay down again, feeling very sleepy: “Yes. I haven’t found my horse yet.”