Looking at her Princess's mouth, she felt frightened for a moment. She couldn't say a word. She could only listen to Zhen's clenching teeth to make a conclusion: "but now it seems that these are all plays for us. What we see are all fake None of this will work. Jiang Luoyu is really hateful! "

At the time when the maids in Zhenwei garden were trembling and trembling because of the anger of their princess, they did not even dare to gasp. At this time, they were in front of the Bibo garden in Xiyuan. It was a peaceful scene.

An old man dressed as a housekeeper in gray is standing in front of Bibo garden with a look of deference to Jiang Luobai in light blue clothes not far behind him. They both stare at the corridor not far away, and their looks seem to be a little anxious, until they see a young man in light blue clothes with a faint smile on his lips This just looked at one eye, the anxiety between the eyebrows disappeared.

Jiang Luoyu stepped out of the corridor slowly. The folding fan in her hand was slightly closed. Before waiting for the old man in gray clothes to bow down, she immediately raised her hand to stop his movement. Smiling, she saw before and after sending her brothers and sisters to the prefectural palace, she went back to Jiang cangliu, the housekeeper who was responsible for the affairs of the Imperial Palace, and lowered her voice.

"Uncle cangliu, you can count it."

The old man in gray looked at Jiang Luoyu's sincere look. Although he knew that Jiang Luoyu had stopped him from kneeling in front of him, he still bowed down and made a courtesy: "old slave, see the son."

"Uncle cangliu is still so polite. I told you before I left the palace that you don't have to do this every time. " Although Jiang Luoyu's martial arts skills are good, he can't resist the old housekeeper in front of him. He has to bow down and salute him. After straightening up, he sighs helplessly, but the smile on his lips is deeper. Can the account book be in

Jiang cangliu nodded and immediately took out a bound blue account book from his sleeve: "back to the son of heaven, the account book is here."

Jiang Luoyu fixed a glance at the thick account book, but did not reach out to pick it up. Instead, he looked at Jiang Luobai, who was standing behind the old man in grey clothes and had been silent and drooping his head. He called in a low voice: "Luobai."

Jiang Luobai had been waiting for the housekeeper and Jiang Luoyu to talk, but before they had said a few words, Jiang Luoyu began to call himself. He was slightly stunned. He raised his head and wanted to ask, but before he started to ask, he saw Jiang Luoyu's eyes as if with a slight smile, and fell on the thick account book from his face.

This look clearly means to let him take the account book.

Jiang Luobai was called out of the hospital yesterday evening. His elder brother avoided all the servant girls and talked with him in secret. He didn't think that his elder brother's words at that time were deceiving him, but he thought that Jiang Luoyu would at least take the account book back and have a look at it, so that he would give it to him - but he didn't expect that he would give it to him before he had finished.

This is a rare trust.

Jiang Luobai looked at Jiang Luoyu, who was standing quietly on the opposite side, nodded to him like a hint, and seemed to urge him to get the account book with his eyes. He was a little flustered and said, "brother You really want to take this account book... "