Chapter Seventy-Two: I'll Hold Your Umbrella

"It's not too early for the princess, let's start keeping accounts quickly, these are all congratulatory gifts from everyone when you got married, there were too many people that day, I just roughly counted it, and the exact number has to be verified by you personally."

Lin Ran pointed to a pile of large and small gifts placed in the corner of the dark room.

"Do you have to write it down?"

Xia Yimeng roughly calculated that there must be hundreds of these, and wrote them all down, shouldn't this cost her life.

Lin Ran put away the smile that was not pretentious, and put the account book in front of Xia Yimeng's eyes with a stern face, "I hope the princess can remember these accounts clearly before dinner today." ”

If Mu Linghan has a strange personality, then the person in front of him is simply better than that.

Xia Yimeng sighed, then picked up the brush and wrote the account book one by one under Lin Ran's teaching.

"The princess is really smart, she can teach her."

An hour later, Xia Yimeng was already able to keep accounts by herself, and Lin Ran sincerely sighed at her ingenuity.

"That is, as long as it's what I want to learn, nothing can stump me."

Xia Yimeng said smugly.

When she was a child, her mother taught her to read and write, and she was really disgusted that she couldn't memorize a single Analect for a month, but the swordsmanship taught by her father was learned very quickly, and her brother was just able to memorize the moves, and she was already able to use it smoothly.

My father often closed his mouth happily because of this, saying that she was a once-in-a-century martial arts wizard.

It took nearly three hours to finish all the accounts, and then during this period, Xia Yimeng played a little temper and was coquettish, but in the end he still had to work obediently, Lin Ran really said the same, said that if she finished it today, she would never let her stay until tomorrow, her hungry chest was close to her back, her eyes were black, and she sat on the chair for an afternoon without moving the place, and at this time her back hurt, as if she had been beaten.

Out of the dark room only to find that the wind outside was full of lightning and thunder, when they went down to the dark room, the sun was still shining, how to say that the wind is rain, just when the two of them were worried about how to go back, a figure appeared in their sight.

Mu Linghan held a white oil-paper umbrella and walked towards them slowly, the water droplets slid down the umbrella to form a beautiful arc, and his face was slightly blurred in the dense raindrops, making it impossible to see his expression.

He walked to the door, closed the umbrella and patted the scattered water droplets on his body, Lin Ran took the first step to open the door for him, the rain was too big, even with an umbrella, he couldn't cover it all, looking at Mu Linghan's slightly wet hair, he asked very guiltily: "Lord Wang, why are you here when the rain is so heavy." ”

"I finished talking to Zihan about things and returned to the room and sent Meng'er not in the room, Xiao Zhen said that she followed you to the account room, I saw that the rain was so heavy that I was afraid that you didn't bring an umbrella, so I came to give you an umbrella, and by the way, I saw Meng'er's results this afternoon."

Mu Linghan screamed dream-by-dream, his tone was full of pampering, and the indifference during the quarrel in the morning disappeared without a trace.

Xia Yimeng didn't believe that he would be so kind to send an umbrella to him, it must be to supervise her work, and by the way, he would be a good person to send an umbrella to him.

"It's much better than I imagined, I'm too young to know anything, and there will be more discipline from Laurin's housekeeper in the future."

Mu Linghan casually flipped through the account book, and then said to Lin Ran with a smile.