As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, Jiang Qingyue paused while holding the orange hand, her eyelids were not raised, and Qian Xinghui's account was absolutely fine.

Seeing that the main lord was so comfortable, the prince was a little puzzled, glanced at the leisurely person next to him, and stepped forward.

I took the account book in Mr. Bookkeeper's hand and flipped through it, his slender fingertips were rounded, crackling, and his eyes sank: "But there is a problem, write it down, and then calculate." ”

If there are loopholes, there is definitely more than that.

The bookkeeper took the order, continued to work hard, calculated for a long time, frowned, sweat gradually soaked his clothes, glanced back at Jiang Qingyue, and exhaled deeply.

After accounting a few times, Mr. Bookkeeper spoke weakly: "Your Highness." ”

The hesitant tone made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince feel that something was wrong, but he still bowed his head and let people speak: "Say." ”

Tremblingly, he held the account book in his hand and handed it to the prince, the bookkeeper glanced at Jiang Qingyue's face, and his heart trembled, she already knew this.

Turned over the yellowed paper in his hand, the handwriting on it was not flawed from beginning to end, if it was said that this was a fake, the means were indeed superb, the prince looked at the bookkeeper who was sweating on his face, and nodded: "Go, I know." ”

But he never said whether there was a problem with the account.

Jiang Qingyue, who was full of food and drink, got up and clapped her hands, her eyebrows were dyed with a smile, and her lips were like spring and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Prince, is there still a problem with the accounts?" ”

The crown prince raised his head and met her gaze and said, "Princess, whether there is a problem with the account book will be known after checking." ”

Turning to look at the lively people around her, Jiang Qingyue raised her head, raised her hand to cover the sun, and her jade fingers revealed a layer of blood: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, my younger brother and sister refer to the account that Mr. Accounts said had problems before." ”

The words have been said to this point, the prince naturally can't avoid it anymore, gets up and follows her gaze, and speaks: "The princess is such a good method, naturally there is no problem." ”

Although Jiang Qingyue's accounts were clearly explained, he still accused Jiang Qingyue of being fake in the open.

Without answering, Jiang Qingyue returned to the store by herself: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will check slowly, I will not accompany him, Shopkeeper Qiu, treat His Royal Highness the Crown Prince well." ”

Shopkeeper Qiu should sit next to the prince, and after a quiet period of time, shopkeeper Qiu began to find words: "His Royal Highness the prince can be married now?" ”

Out of politeness, he couldn't lose his demeanor, and he responded: "No." ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is Gui Geng this year?" Shopkeeper Qiu asked with a smile, and his tone was quite like an elder caring for a junior.

"18, the shopkeeper is alone on weekdays?" The prince took a sip of tea in response.

The shopkeeper waved his hand indifferently: "The grass people have long married wives and had children, and they have never taken concubines so far. ”

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the prince again, and he asked about the trivial things in the daily life, and the prince's gentle face was shattered.

Everyone looked at the shopkeeper Qiu in confusion, and the prince let out a sigh of relief, got up and looked at Mr. Bookkeeper, invisibly exuding pressure.

"Your Highness, the accounting is complete." The bookkeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I haven't noticed any problems." ”

The people were in an uproar, cut a few words and left, and kept it for such a long time, but they never saw the excitement in their hearts.

The prince answered, even said goodbye, and left in a hurry.

It wasn't until he couldn't hear the voice of the shopkeeper Qiu that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Qingyue, who was resting in the inner wing, was woken up by dawn: "Princess, the prince has left." ”

"Okay," Jiang Qingyue was lazy, and told the shopkeeper Qiu to make a few more sets of clothes, and then print and distribute leaflets, which will be carried out at the end of the month.

Finally, high-end customization will be launched to fool those aristocratic ladies in the capital, which is the big head.

Looking at his princess's tongue and lotus, the shopkeeper Qiu nodded again and again, these ideas are indeed feasible to promote, but they can't make much money in the early stage.

Throwing the plan she sorted out to the shopkeeper Qiu, Jiang Qingyue looked at the flower-like dresses on the booth, and was ambitious: Yichun Pavilion, you wait to lose.

When she returned home and saw Xiang'er who was guarding the door with a lone lamp, Jiang Qingyue paused and hid her figure.

Xiang'er and the others were drowsy, squatting down and nesting in the corner, stubbornly unwilling to leave.

The night breeze blew, lifted the corners of Jiang Qingyue's clothes, rolled a few layers with the cold air, and hung down weakly: "Let's go." ”

The familiar shoes stopped in front of her, Xiang'er looked up in confusion, saw Jiang Qingyue, and before she could say anything, her eyes were red: "Miss." ”

The aggrieved tone had already overflowed his eyes and turned into tears rolling down.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Qingyue stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, feeling a little distressed: "What's wrong with this." ”

She has grown up with herself for more than ten years, except for when she was a child, she was beaten and cried, and she rarely shed tears.

"Miss, don't you want me anymore?" Xiang'er wanted to reach out and hug her, but the lantern in her hand shook, and finally let go.

Jiang Qingyue frowned: "What you said is inexplicable, go back and talk about it, dawn, go." ”

In the room, only the sound of the comb in Xiang'er's hand running through Jiang Qingyue's hair, and dawn had already left: "Say, what happened?" ”

Xiang'er combed her hair through and pursed her lips to avoid speaking.

"If you don't say anything more, this month's money will be confiscated." Jiang Qingyue took off her earrings and squinted at her with a smile from the bronze mirror.

Xiang'er pouted and snorted: "Miss is used to bullying slaves and maids, these days I looked at Qian Xinghui and found that he would quietly go to the fence to do something at midnight, but the slave maid waited for him to go and look, but there was nothing." ”

"Well," this is an accident, but if this is the case, King Ping's people should have found out a long time ago, why has it not been broken?

"You continue to stare," Jiang Qingyue thought in her heart, and said nothing: "It's just that you don't want to stare at any feelings." ”

Xiang'er looked at her in surprise, her eyes blinked quickly, and she denied it in a low voice: "Miss, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Yes, yes, Xiang'er, she has followed me all her life, and she only has feelings for me." Jiang Qingyue teased her: "Where did the prince go today?" ”

It's not quite logical that it hasn't appeared so late.

"I don't know," Xiang'er lowered her head and grinded the rose juice, gently put it under her eyes, wiped one eye evenly, and suddenly realized that she said: "The prince followed Mama Li into the palace today!" ”

"What!" Jiang Qingyue changed from a lazy state to a tight state, knocked over the rose mud in her hand, King Ping entered the palace alone, the prince went to check the accounts today, and checked for a long time, this is deliberately dragging himself, so that the tiger can leave the mountain.

Empress... What do you want to do?