"Where are the accounts of Fengyue Dan Pavilion and the Trading Company?" Jing Xiao suddenly asked.

Jiang Yuechu pointed to the study on the first floor, "There are all inside the cabinet, and there are also Xianxian just brought it."

Jing Xiao walked in and took away all the accounts.

Jiang Yuechu saw it and said nothing.

"I will give you the Dharma Protector, just take a look at these accounts. If you have any questions, call me." Jing Xiao stopped in front of Jiang Yuechu, lowered his eyes and looked at her carefully picking the spiritual herbs.

Jiang Yuechu didn't look up, but just replied, "Yeah, I understand."

Listening to her perfunctory tone, Jing Xiao sighed softly, with a smile still mixed in his tone, "Shui'er, don't be careless. Be extra careful about everything about cultivation."

Jiang Yuechu responded again, "I know I know, Brother Jing Xiao, don't learn from the patriarch's grandfather's trick, and nag it over and over again."

Jing Xiao paused, "Are you saying I'm old?"

Jiang Yuechu said immediately: "I will never grow old, Brother Jing Xiao will always be young."

It seemed that he knew that this poverty would continue to continue, and Jing Xiao went out soon.

Outside the water pavilion, a bridge leads to the shore, and there is a pavilion in the middle. Jing Xiao sat in the pavilion, not caring about the cold wind at night, and only lit the lights in the pavilion and looked at the accounts.

Jiang Yuechu prepared the medicine and used Xiaohe to draw the spider and demon flower, and then jumped into the bathtub.

Jiang Yuechu was devoted to refining his body, and I don’t know how long it took.

At this time, in the palace of Prince Lin, Feng Che came back with the moonlight, white clothes were as bright as snow, and in the moonlight, looking a little cold. After dealing with the matter in his hand, he came out of the palace and returned to the house without stopping for a moment.
Chapter completed!