The Beggar Prince and the Domineering Concubine

There is a fragrant sandalwood desk, and a small cauldron of incense burner is placed in the middle of the mahogany hollow carving frame next to the desk. The small stove with concentrated spices emits wisps of fragrance, lingering in the study. Weiliu, who was dressed in emerald green, held a thick stack of account books in her hands. She had to avoid people in the house and pushed open the door of the study room dripping with sweat. "Huh-huh-, we finally arrived safely." Without the restraint of a girl, Wei Liu turned her toes, closed the study door, and pushed her heels, closing the study door tightly. Looking up from the account book, Wei Liu just wanted to say hello to the lady in the study, but when he looked up, there was no one behind the desk? When he turned around to look, he suddenly became angry. She……