C56 Mothers Dowry Made People Speechless

"Hey, sis, what are you thinking about? Let's head back to the room," Yuvyuv said, reverting to her carefree, playful self as she tugged her sister back to her room.

"Oh, okay," Nianci replied, looking at her sister's bright, charming smile and thinking she must have imagined things earlier. Her sister was just a simple, innocent girl, not one to have adult concerns.

What Nianci didn't know was that her sister had already been through life's trials and was no longer the naive teenager she appeared to be. If it weren't for her sister's maturity, they wouldn't have survived the dangers on the train.

Inside the room, Nianci suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "What did you say, Yuvyuv? You want to take Mom's dowry money?"

Nianci stared at her sister in shock. "But that's the dowry Mom left for us!"

"Yes, sis, since Mom left it for us, it's ours to use. Why should we treat it like some untouchable relic?" Yuvyuv replied, pointing at the heavy dowry chest. "I'll just take my share, and I won't touch yours. Is that okay?"

Her words were firm, but she knew if she didn't speak up, her sister wouldn't let her take any of it. She needed money to do what she planned or to get others to help her.

In this world, besides the power of a soldier's gun, money is what makes things happen. To protect her family and prevent the tragedies of the past, she needed to spend money to cultivate her network. Even though she had been given a second chance at life, she understood that she couldn't face everything alone.

Living again, she was no longer the little girl who relied on her father's protection and caused trouble. She knew that even though her father loved her dearly, his position as a director in the Finance Division only held so much power, stemming from the camaraderie of his old bandit days with Great Marshal Huo.

When it comes to military and political matters, the Marshal never blindly trusts his father.

In ancient times, when a new emperor ascended the throne, even those who fought alongside him, risking their lives and shedding blood, eventually faced suspicion in the face of power.

Ye Yuvyuv understood that returning alone this time, she might not be able to stand against the schemers lurking in the shadows.

"The disappearance of that gold couldn't have been the work of mere thieves. There's something much deeper at play. It's highly likely that spies from an enemy nation are involved, and I, Ye Yuvyuv, was merely a pawn in the prelude to the gold's disappearance. The real target is my father, who controls Haicheng's finances and holds the keys to the treasury. In truth, both my father and I are innocent victims."

As this realization hit her, Ye Yuvyuv's eyes turned cold and clear.

She slapped her hand onto the dowry chest, her eyes filled with a determined chill. "Sister, I must use the dowry that Mother left."

"Yuvyuv!" Her sister, Ye Nianci, was startled by the unrestrained coldness in her sister's eyes.

She tried to gently reassure her, "Yuvyuv, it's not that I'm afraid you'll spend it. I never intended to keep it from you. I always thought that when you got married, the entire dowry would go with you. I don't want any of it."

Ye Nianci softly grasped her sister's cold hand, worried about any misunderstanding.

Since they were young, she had never wanted to take anything from her sister. She only had this one sister, and she always wanted the best for her.

Yuvyuv's words had truly hurt her.

Seeing her sister's reddened eyes, Ye Yuvyuv realized she might have hurt her in her urgency.

She quickly said, "Sister, I was mixed up when I spoke. If you're angry, hit me a few times, yell at me to let it out. Don't hold it in. It was my mistake, Sister. You can hit me."

Yuvyuv was filled with regret. She had come back to protect her big sister and make sure she was happy. But now, she had only managed to upset her. How could she have been so thoughtless? Her words earlier were completely out of line.

She grabbed her sister's hand and quickly placed it on her own body. "You silly girl, who grabs someone's hand to hit themselves?" Nianci couldn't bear to hit her sister, so she quickly pulled her hand back, a smile breaking across her face.

But then, she turned serious and looked at her sister. "Yuvyuv, be honest with me. What do you plan to do with the dowry money our mom left us? You know..." Nianci's voice lowered as she leaned in closer, whispering, "It's not a small amount. We're talking hundreds of thousands here."

Yuvyuv was stunned. "That much? How could it be?" Her heart skipped a beat.

She was completely taken aback by her sister's words. She distinctly remembered the day she retrieved the dowry chest from their grandmother. She had carefully checked everything against the list, worried that their grandmother and the second wife might have hidden some of it. The cash notes amounted to less than ten thousand, with the rest being jewelry and accessories. How could it be so much more?

Seeing her sister's shocked expression, Nianci smiled warmly. She walked over to the wardrobe, reached deep inside, and pulled out a finely crafted redwood box adorned with intricate gold detailing.

"Big sis, what's this?" Yuvyuv's eyes widened, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and curiosity. She could tell from the way her sister carefully held the box that whatever was inside must be incredibly valuable.

As the red silk box opened under Yuvyuv's curious gaze, her mouth dropped open in disbelief.

"Big sister, these... these are all banknotes," she stammered, astonished.

Nianci smiled at her sister and nodded. She pushed the box filled with a stack of banknotes toward her. "Actually, on the day our mom passed away, she seemed to have a premonition that her time was near. She quietly had someone call me to her bedside. You were too young then, and Mom didn't want to draw attention from our grandmother and the others, so she didn't have you called over."

Recalling their mother's final moments, Nianci's eyes reddened with emotion. She reached out to hold her sister's hand, taking a deep breath before continuing, "Our mother came from a truly distinguished family, with a sharp and perceptive nature. She knew she didn't have much time left and understood that once she was gone, leaving behind just the two of us, we might be vulnerable. So, she made plans early on, entrusting her dowry and these banknotes to me for safekeeping."