Liu Huangbai, who had just returned to his residence, sneezed fiercely, who was thinking about him again? Is it the girl from the Drunken Monarch Building? Or the girl who listens to the wind building?

An Xijiao didn't say anything, she was thinking, as far as Liu Dianbai, the person who could smell the fragrance on his body, the news he inquired about was probably useless that others deliberately released it! But An Xijiao didn't say it, cooperation, just reach an agreement, who to use and who not to use, she knows in her own heart.

In the next two days, An Xijiao did not have a moment of relaxation.

Now that she has arrived at the Prince's Mansion, she is the hostess here, and she has reached a cooperation with the Prince, so it is naturally much easier to do whatever she wants.

The dowry given to her by the Yu family is almost piled up in the entire treasury, but she doesn't have to come forward to count the things, with Mama Qi here, she has already helped her sort it out and ascend the throne. What's more, to An Xijiao's surprise, that is, although Huangfu Yan stays at home all day, the property of the prince's mansion is amazing. Of course, Huang Fuyan gave her two account books, one is the property on the surface of the prince's mansion that can be found by others, and the other is Huang Fuyan's personal private property.

Of course, there is nothing strange on the surface, because of Huangfu Yan's poor health, there are not many properties in his name, at least compared to the other princes, it is a little meager. But his private property was that even An Xijiao was taken aback, she really didn't know that Huangfuyan had already done business in the entire Xiazhou, and even in Kyoto in Shikoku, and in important gateway cities, there were businesses under his name, and they were all varied, and there were all kinds of things. Tea shops, restaurants, grain, oil, cloth, fat and powder jewelry, and even horses and weapons are involved, not to mention those granges and the like, the silver tickets sent to Huangfu Yan every year are often one million taels. He's definitely a rich country. It is not obvious that it is a peaceful era, and in the event of turmoil, there is absolutely no problem for his private property to feed an army.

An Xijiao had also seen a lot of big names in her previous life, but in this life, the only thing she might admire so far was Huangfu Yan. If it weren't for his own physical limitations, he would never have been able to be an aggrieved and embarrassed prince like he is now.

An Xijiao couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him, sure enough, no matter how powerful a person is, sometimes it is difficult to resist the arrangement of fate after all.

Just like her in the previous life, she also thought that she could live peacefully until she retired, but in the end, she was not, because of a little accident.

It's just that even so, An Xijiao is not a sad person, she can't resist the choice of fate that suddenly comes, but most of the time, it is in her own hands, what she hopes to do is to control the fate she can control in her own hands.

The third day was the day An Xijiao returned to the door.

Because of Huangfu Yan's body and his current situation in the capital, An Xijiao still decided to let him stay in the prince's mansion and she went back alone.

Originally, An Xijiao didn't pay much attention to this kind of etiquette, so when she faced the sympathetic eyes of Mama Qi and Lan Er, she was still a little inexplicable.

When she returned to the Marquis Yasukuni Mansion, An Xijiao suddenly had a feeling that she hadn't been here for a long time.

It's only a few short days, but it seems like a long time has passed.