The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 454 The Prince's Account (6)
Duogan wiped Tianbao's soft little hand, and put it on his face tenderly: "Okay. The king will visit you when he is free. If he is free in the future... I hope you can write to me often, so that I can know the child. How are you doing, and how are you doing?" It doesn't matter if you just write a single word.Blank is okay too.

After Duogan said this, he stopped talking, and the light and shadow in the elegant peach blossom eyes of the past were empty, and he was thinking about where his soul would go if he didn't let go.

Xiuhe looked up at Lao Tong, and Lao Tong made a silent gesture, with regret in his eyes, but in the end he didn't talk to persuade the girl—let time dilute everything, longing and old grievances, or it will come naturally in the end.

Longtai took a sip of his tea, curled the corners of his mouth indifferently: "Oh, you can taste the bitter fruit you planted yourself." Then he stood up with his hands behind his back, walked around the counter, saw the old accountant's abacus crackling, and Ask Geng Wu: "This old gentleman looks good, can you borrow me for a few days?"

In the past few days, the shop has newly opened, and the goods in the south are being counted, and the three old accountants are very busy.Geng Wu asked euphemistically, "I don't know why Prince Rong wants to borrow the accountant's office?"

Longtai paced and smiled, with a hint of hope hidden between his eyebrows, but it was so concealed that no one could see it: "It's an interest. In the past 17 years, eleven months and 29 days, the market conditions are different every year. The accounts from the past are clear, and it takes a familiar old accountant to complete them."

Duo Gan came back to his senses, and returned the same meanness: "You don't even need an accountant, you are a shabby prince." Tell Geng Wu and Xiu He not to lend him, this guy is not doing good things, he is borrowing a knife to kill someone .

Who to kill? One can still kill with a plan.

"The two princes are both best friends and bad friends. It seems that the children can't stop laughing. Whenever the prince needs it, just come and call." Xiuhe inexplicably thought of the money-hungry Hong who opened a brothel in the south of the Yangtze River. Auntie, hugged Hanamaki with crooked smiles.The little guy loves to be clean. I don’t know when he learned to cry when he urinates. He asked the nanny to take him to the backyard to pee and feed him some milk.

Just as he was talking, the guard came in with a seven or eight-year-old furry boy. Da Dong had a round head, a tiger head and a tiger head, and struggled like a monkey: "Mother, mother, let me go back to find my mother—"

"Ka~~" Doudou recognized him, stretched out her little hand to touch his face, and grinned.

Xiuhe took a closer look and almost jumped, "Bitch?"

"Sister Xiuhe, sister Xiuhe, I want to go home, I don't want to stay with him." Erdan burst into tears, threw herself to Xiuhe's side, hugged her leg and refused to go over.

(End of this chapter)