In the study room of Prince Rui's Mansion, a pretty girl was lying on the table, looking listlessly at the pages of dense numbers. Next to her, a delicate girl in a sky blue dress was holding a beauty fan and gently blowing
The ground fanned the breeze behind her.
"Princess, why don't you take a break and watch again? Xiaolan will get you something to drink, okay?" Xiaolan couldn't stand it anymore. Is the sighing and sad-looking person in front of her their Princess Rui?
"No, there are still a large stack of account books here. If I take a rest, I'm afraid I won't have enough time." Yi Fangfei frowned and fiddled with the golden abacus with her fingers.
Accidentally, I dialed the wrong bead, and the numbers I just calculated were messed up again!
"Ah! How could this happen? I'm so angry. It's all in vain!" Yi Fangfei screamed wildly. She held up the golden abacus in her hand and almost smashed it to the ground. Fortunately, Xiaolan stopped her quickly and removed the abacus from her hand.
The golden abacus has been preserved.
"Xiaolan, why do you think this thing is so annoying? It's an abacus. It's the lowest level of operation. It's a waste of my time. Why not a computer? Otherwise, a small calculator will do. I
I’m not alive anymore!” Yi Fangfei shook Xiao Lan’s hand, looking like she was about to go crazy.
Ever since she was designed by Wu Fengying, she took over the responsibility of reorganizing the Blazing Flame Sect. Every day, she was either buried in the account books, or received the disciples from all sides of the Blazing Flame Sect, and listened to their boring and repetitive reports.
No, it's the end of this month, and her account books haven't been verified yet. Wait a minute, someone should come to urge her. Not to mention how depressed she is.
"Princess, why don't you find someone to check the account books for you? Isn't there Huo Yaoting, who is known as Zhuge, in that door? Couldn't the princess just stuff the account books on him? Xiaolan doesn't dare to refuse to accept it.
." Xiaolan couldn't bear to see Yi Fangfei's black hair being messed up by her.
Yi Fangfei murmured at the corner of her mouth and complained: "You think I don't know. Of course Huo Yaoting is willing, but her wife is not. That hot pepper Yang Buhui used the excuse that her husband-in-law is weak and sick.
This princess has to give up this idea. If her husband-in-law falls ill due to overwork, this princess will be guilty. Moreover, she is still my princess’s sworn sister in name. Alas——”
When she thought of this, she became even more depressed. Fortunately, when she heard Yang Buhui's name, she thought she was the daughter of Yang Xiao from the Eight Tribes of the Dragon, so she hurriedly ran to get to know her and become a close acquaintance.
, was sworn to Jinlan, and as a result, she regarded herself as her elder sister, forcing her not to let the so-called Zhuge brother-in-law handle many things, for fear that her elder sister would become a widow.
But she really hated it. She hated that every time she asked Huo Yaoting to do something, Yang Buhui would look heartbroken, as if Huo Yaoting was going to die soon. It was enough to make her beat her chest and stamp her feet.
"Princess, don't be angry, don't be angry. Without Huo Yaoting, can we choose another person?" Xiaolan knew that she had touched a sore spot for Yifangfei and quickly changed the subject.
Yi Fangfei said angrily: "Others? Is there anyone more suitable than him? Those people, those people, are either rough guys who only know how to use force, or they are delicate beauties who can act coquettishly, or they hold medicinal herbs all day long.
They are doctors, or they are serious old scholars, knights and chivalrous women who pursue the state of martial arts. Moreover, every one of them is as if they are possessed by ghosts when it comes to reading account books and running shops, and they run away from each other.
Each one has more excuses than the other. May I ask, does this princess have a choice? What's more, they all have a very strong reason, that is, among the Blazing Sect, among the businessmen, she is the most talented and the most capable.
The only one is Huo Yaoting, but, but—" She was heartbroken, heartbroken that she wasted such a good talent, only to plunge herself into the abyss of pain every day.
With a crash to the ground, Yi Fangfei slammed her fist on the desk.
Ouch!
When Yi Fangfei was so angry, she forgot that the desk was made of cold marble, not soft cotton. So, when she hit her with her fist, it hurt her to death, and her smooth and tender hands turned into
A patch of redness and swelling.
"Princess, you must take care of yourself. Don't get too angry. Look, your hands are swollen. I'm going to get some ice cubes." Xiaolan ran out in a panic and accidentally
He bumped into Wu Fengying who was walking in the Jiuqu Corridor.
"Xiaolan, you are so flustered, what happened?" Wu Fengying's icy purple eyes darkened, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Go back to the prince, the princess's hand is injured, the slave will bring the ice cubes for the princess." Xiaolan lowered her head and replied respectfully. A gust of wind blew past her eyes.
She looked up again, and there was still the shadow of Wu Fengying.
Huh? That's weird, where is the prince? Xiaolan shook her head in confusion, she must have been dazzled just now. Xiaolan spared her head and ran towards the ice cellar quickly.
"Fei'er, I heard that your arm was injured, what's going on?" Wu Fengying rushed into the study with a worried look on his face. He grabbed Yi Fangfei's hand and saw the red and swollen area, which was ice purple.
His eyes couldn't help but feel a touch of distress.
Yi Fangfei withdrew her hand and said calmly: "Wu, how did you know?"
"I met Xiaolan on the road. I saw her in a panic, so I asked her why. I knew that your hand was injured. Now, come over and see what happened to your hand. I will go out for a few days.
This kind of thing has happened to you in an hour, Fei'er, you really don't make me feel at ease at all." There was a hint of complaint in Wu Fengying's tone, but the pity revealed in her purple eyes could not be concealed at all.
of.
Yi Fangfei really wanted to say that Xiaolan was troublesome, but seeing Wu Fengying worrying about her, although there was nothing on her face, her heart was quite happy. She stretched out her hand and stroked her frowning eyebrows: "Wu, don't worry.
, Feier doesn't like the way you frown, you should be happy. In fact, Feier's hand is nothing, I got angry and smashed it on the desk."
Wu Fengying's tightened sword eyebrows slightly opened, and he said in surprise: "Does Fei'er also want to practice martial arts?" It's so good, why else would you smash the desk with your hands?
The corners of Yi Fangfei's mouth turned up. "Wu, do you think I'm one of those people in the world who only thinks about kung fu realms when I have nothing to do? That's not the case. It's the Blazing Flame Sect's account book. I've been busy for three days. Until now.
I haven't finished my work yet. I finally finished the book in the morning, but the abacus dialed it wrong, and all the calculations were in vain. When Fei'er got angry, she smashed it. In the end, it's not Wu's fault, it's all the fault.
You made me take over the Blazing Gate and made me lose my freedom."
Wu Fengying reached out and hugged Yi Fangfei in his arms, placing his chin on her forehead. "Fei'er, I'm sorry, it's my fault. If you really don't want to, then I will -"
He obviously wanted the Blazing Sect to be rebuilt. After all, it was his grandmother's hard work, and maybe it was his mother's regret. At this moment, in order to prevent her from having to work hard, he actually——
Yi Fangfei felt a little sad in her heart. She pretended to be angry and punched his chest: "What are you talking about? Since I have become the leader of the Blazing Flame Sect, I naturally have the ability to manage the Blazing Flame Sect. Wu, you...
If we talk about this later, are we saying that Fei'er is not capable?" She glared at him, as if she would pounce on him and bite him if he nodded.
How could Wu Fengying not understand what Yifangfei was thinking? He hugged her tighter in distress. "Fei'er, it's great to have you in this world."
Yi Fangfei didn't like this sentimental atmosphere. She nodded his forehead and said proudly: "Of course, I, Yi Fangfei, am a unique woman in this world. You married me. I don't know how many lifetimes you spent cultivating me."
What a blessing. So, please remember to take good care of me, pamper me, don’t hurt me, and believe in me. Also, no matter how many beauties there are in this world, Mayfair will always be the most beautiful in your heart.
The beautiful one.”
Wu Fengying smiled and nodded her cute nose. "Yes, I will obey."
"That's pretty much it." Yi Fangfei lay in his arms with a smile on her face. She touched Wu Fengying's soft black hair, and the sweet feeling in her heart continued to spread.
Wu Fengying let her play with his black hair. From the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of a pile of ledgers piled high on the desk. A layer of light mist swayed in his ice-purple pupils.
Involuntarily, he reached out and took out a ledger, flipping through it quickly with both hands.
"Wu, please stop messing up. Wait a minute and I won't even remember where to forget it?" Yi Fangfei wanted to get the account book back from Wu Fengying's hand.
Wu Fengying said a number: "Thirty-six thousand, seven hundred and two taels."
"Wu, what are you talking about?" Yi Fangfei looked at him puzzled.
"I mean, this account was verified to be 36,702 taels. The number recorded in the account was off by 120 taels. The error was recorded on page thirty-six, that sum of Su embroidered silk
The entry and exit records are misplaced." Wu Fengying closed the ledger and said seriously.
"No way? In just a blink of an eye, you have done all the calculations?" Yi Fangfei picked up the account book in surprise. She flipped through the thirty-sixth page. Sure enough, the entry and exit records were indeed misplaced.
but--
"Here, take a look at this book. What's the calculation?" Yi Fangfei handed a book she had calculated to Wu Fengying's hand.
Wu Fengying was just like before, flipping through the books at a very fast speed, reading ten lines at a glance. Soon, he closed the account book and reported a number. The number was exactly the same as the result she calculated.
"Oh my god, Wu, your mental arithmetic ability is so strong." Yi Fangfei stared at Wu Fengying in shock. She was both surprised and admired.
"Absolutely. For those of us who practice martial arts, the first thing we need to practice is our eyesight. Once our eyesight is trained to a certain level, we can focus on the things moving in front of our eyes and divide them into several sections at an extremely slow speed. So, when I was browsing just now, those
In my eyes, the numbers flashed at a speed several times slower." Wu Fengying didn't think it was very strong.
However, Yi Fangfei jumped out of his arms. She happily hugged Wu Fengying and shouted: "Wu, you are so amazing and talented. I love you to death!" She hugged him.
, kissed him on the face. "Come, come, come, since you have such a good talent, it would be a waste if you don't use it. Wu, these accounts are all entrusted to you, please, Wu, come on, come on."
Oh!" She sat him down, her eyes shining brightly.
Now, she could finally go out for a walk.
Wu Fengying smiled cunningly.
"Fei'er, if you want me to settle the accounts for you, you have to stay with me. Now, fan yourself for me." How can anything in the world be so cheap, he thought to himself.
boom--
Yi Fangfei suddenly drooped her head like a dead eggplant.