Married a proud husband after farming

Chapter 1279 Accounting Book
After Xie Shen left the Princess Mansion, Rong Jiu didn't know that he had gone to Prince Yun's Mansion, so she asked Shen Cheng to arrange hidden guards to protect Shen Mu secretly, so that Xie Shen would not do anything shameless after knowing Shen Mu's life experience.

While the two were talking, Director Yan came over with a large stack of ledgers: "Princess, these are the ledgers of the medical clinic, wine shop, Yuyanfang, and properties under the princess' name. Princess, check them out."

Looking at the thick stack of ledgers on the desk, Rong Jiu felt a pain in his head, and pushed the ledger over. He was pitiful, and called softly, "Ms.

Shen Cheng spoiled with a smile, took the account book and started to settle the accounts, Boss Yan stepped back with a smile, Rong Jiu rested his chin and watched him settle the accounts with a smile.

The spring light cast a layer of halo on his clear and handsome face, reflecting a layer of softness on his cold eyebrows and eyes.

Rong Jiuyi was fascinated by watching it for a while, no matter when the beauty and husband is, people can't take their eyes off it.

Perhaps her eyes were too hot, Shen Cheng's ears were slightly red, Rong Jiu raised his hand suddenly, and rubbed his fingertips lightly: "Sir, are you shy?"

"Ah Jiu, don't make trouble."

Rong Jiu's fingertips stretched from the base of the ear all the way to the neck, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "The neck is also red."

It was as if a ball of fire had sprung up, Shen Cheng suffocated for breath, turned his face to the side, looked at her deeply and shallowly, like the shallow waves of a quiet lake, but it enveloped her deeply.

Shen Cheng held her wrist: "Ah-Jiu light the fire again, how will this account be settled?"

Rong Jiu knew that the account he was talking about was not the account of the book, but the account of her teasing him, which made him feel emotional, so he could only endure it forcefully.

Rong Jiu pretended not to understand, coughed lightly and said, "You have been calculating for a long time, how did you calculate, but you made money?"

Shen Cheng didn't expose her, and said with a smile: "The medical center doesn't make much money, 3000 taels, and the fruit wine and Yuyan Fang add up to about 4 taels."

The Chang'an Medical Center often donates medicines to doctors, and it didn't plan to make much profit. It only made a little money from those pills and ointments.

Rong Jiu glanced at the other few account books. Those were the properties given to her by the Emperor Chu. These account books, the manager had already calculated the general ledger. Shen Cheng did the calculations, and there were almost more than 50 taels.

Rong Jiu's eyes widened, and he took the account book to look through it, and found that Emperor Chu really treated her as his own, and gave her all the fertile land and prosperous shops.

Rong Jiu closed the account book, feeling very good: "From now on, you don't have to worry about anything, just lie down and count the money."

Shen Cheng Chen Cheng bent his lips and smiled, and after a long time of calculation, his eyes were a little sore, so he closed his eyes to rest his mind.

"Sir, are you tired?"

"Ah."

Rong Jiu leaned over and wanted to rub him, Shen Cheng smelled the breath close at hand, opened his eyes, she was not helping him relieve fatigue, she was lighting fire everywhere.

Seeing that he suddenly opened his eyes, Rong Jiu was startled for a moment. The deep eyes, dark and boundless, seemed to have a whirlpool. Feeling his hot and rushing breath, Rong Jiu swallowed, and said with a dry smile: "Sanggong is too angry recently. I asked Mammy to make a bowl of herbal tea to reduce the fire."

However, Shen Cheng took her into his arms, hugged her tightly, buried her on her neck, and took a deep breath: "It's useless, don't drink."

The breath was too hot, Rong Jiu shuddered all over, restrained his heartbeat, and said, "There are a lot of firewood piled up in the backyard, my husband went to chop the firewood, and if he can dissipate some energy, it won't be uncomfortable."

Shen Cheng laughed angrily, and kissed her hard on the neck: "Little heartless!"

(End of this chapter)