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The mural waiters who received the order held the door silver ring and slowly opened the heavy double doors of the storage room, and the darkened Pluto's wealth records and documents appeared in the bright firelight one after another.

The waiters put the documents of the gold and silver veins in large pottery jars, and then carried them out one by one, and quickly headed to the throne room.

The Throne Hall is still in the configuration of three judges surrounding a black-faced king. They have four gods and eight search eyes, with a terrifying aura of the dean standing outside the door, surrounded by Bosser who is sitting upright. Fern.

Persephone said: Don't come here.

It's too scary, she just disliked it, she didn't expect that after being tweeted by Hades, it would become this kind of interrogation scene.

There are more and more pottery vats, three circles around her and three circles outside.

The gloomy eight eyes, the oppressive pottery vat besieging the city, and the many waiters floating silently like ghosts, swaying the flames of strange figures.

Persephone couldn't help but leaned on the back of the chair, and stood up with a cautious movement that was afraid of shocking the dust, "You seem to be busy, I won't bother you when I go out first."

Before she could take a step, her ankles tightened, black mist wrapped around her fair calves, and the slightly hot touch and tight restraints made her toes curl up.In the blink of an eye, the black mist had come to her waist, pulling her back to the chair with an inescapable force like a silent poisonous snake.

Hades finally moved. He pulled the chair in front of Persephone, sat down and took out a clay tablet wrapped in linen from the clay vat. After loosening the linen, he put the clay tablet on the on her lap.

"It's a document of record for clothing and weaving."

After finishing speaking, another roll of parchment was piled on the clay board, "This is the storage capacity of the wine tank."

Persephone hesitated to speak, and then watched as Hades didn't even look at it and continued to take out another clay tablet from the tank.

"This is the list of undead craftsmen. If you want to drive them, you can use the right to summon them. You can create the accessories you want, crowns and golden shoe belts."

Persephone's face was blank, what happened to such a pile of things suddenly being given to her, the pressure visible to the naked eye was piled on her knees.

Hades: "This is a document for the gods to give gifts to each other."

Persephone: "I think..."

Hades: "This is the blueprint for the construction of the palace."

Persephone: "You are..."

Hades: "This is a record of spices, dyes, and wood."

He continued to pick up the pile of clay tablets and parchment with a calm face, and when he piled the clay tablets on Persephone's lap, he was crisp and quick.

As if worried about her rejection.

Finally, Persephone couldn't bear it any longer, pressed the back of his hand that kept passing things, felt the temperature of his burning skin rising from her palm, she almost threw his hand away immediately.

This is not a hand, this is a pancake pan, is he about to explode emotionally?

"You...my legs are numb." Persephone took a long breath, and finally uttered this sentence, the parchment should be better, so many clay tablets will crush her legs flat.

After hesitating, Hades reached out and moved the paperwork on her lap to her side, and then took out the mine vein record sheet.

"This is a distribution map of copper, gold, silver and other metal veins. If you want to move or use it, you can do it with my seal."

Persephone watched as the parchment in Hades' hand spread out, it fell directly from his palm to his knee, and then rolled down his calf to the ground.

Such a long distribution map, the eyes are about to be blinded by wealth.

Persephone had never seen such a frenzied way of showing off her wealth. She couldn't help but squint at the pottery vats around her. Aren't all the clay tablets were wealth recording documents?

Do you make money like a god?

And she found that the temperature on the back of his hand was even higher, so hot that she couldn't help retracting her fingers, but the moment she rubbed against his fingertips, she was caught by his amazingly hot, thick and powerful palm.

"This is a part of the list that you need to read when you are in charge of managing your family. The rest are still in the storage room and document storage room. You can understand most of the recorded text."

These records about the wealth of the Hades are all secondary divine language, a language she was born with and does not need to be taught by others.

Half of Persephone's attention was on his temperature, and he didn't know why he wasn't warmed up, and the other half of his attention was a little sluggishly caught on the phrase "manage the family".

Running a family... what?

Persephone never thought that she would hear another man tell her about the topic of managing the family so early. She felt that she was still young and wild-minded, and she didn't want to settle down and help someone manage the family.

The important thing is not this, but Hades's illness seems to be getting worse, and he is estimated to be terminally ill.

When he was so fanatical in the beginning, his feelings were so superficial that he lost his mind and even calculated the dowry with her, for fear that she would be more greedy for him.

Now people are calmer, and it is not so easy for Teddy to get on his body. I didn't expect the love virus to eat his brain silently, and all the family property will be handed over to her.

Persephone didn't know whether to sympathize with him or herself, and finally decided to cast her eyes on the judges for help.

As a result, these three old men were simply old demon monkeys who had become alive. They immediately turned around, backed up, and turned sideways, perfectly avoiding her call for help.

Persephone: "..."

Is Hades a tyrant? Counseling like this is simply poisonous.

She decided to save herself, and grabbed Hades's imprisoned fingers with her backhand, so hard that she was so provocative that her nails dug into his skin.

Hades's expression froze for a moment. Although he never showed any expression, Persephone was sensitive to his emotional fluctuations.

His attention was drawn back, and she hurried over and said seriously: "Hades, calm down, has the power of Cupid's arrow completely controlled you?"

Even the housekeeping rights have to be transferred to her, which is fine.What's even worse is that he, a god, is too miserable. When his brain is broken and he wants to transfer such a large amount of wealth to her for management, there is not even a loyal minister who stops him.

The God who has been playing for so many years, is he playing with the air?

Hades stared down at their intertwined fingers, his beautiful browbones cast a gloomy black shadow, his lips were thin, and there was a sense of cold restraint when he was silent.

It was so serious that it was impossible to meet his eyes.

Persephone felt that he was poked at a sore spot with his appearance. After all, Tangtang is a god, and it would be too embarrassing for him to be controlled by arrows every day and still be unable to resist.

She wondered if she had hurt his self-esteem, and then she thought about it, she hated having to keep doing this, how could she not be worthy of his life-saving grace if she didn't step on Hades' heart at this time.

Persephone was enlightened, and began to duck her mouth, "Don't be embarrassed, don't avoid the doctor if you are sick, and solve the problem immediately. Even if you are defeated by the arrow, don't be discouraged. Who told you to be single for many years and inexperienced? It’s not unusual for you to talk about it a few times, so don’t be discouraged, hold on and don’t give up.”

Hades's calm expression finally changed a little bit, his eyelids were raised, and there were a few traces of uncontrollable hostility in his dark eyes.

"The joyful experience of love, do you have the wisdom and talent of a mentor, have you received countless gifts from the god of love?"

She asked this question, and she had to work hard and even guess to understand the meaning.

Translation: You seem to have enough love experience to be my teacher. Have you been in love many times?

Answer A: Continue to crush his self-esteem, yes, I am the old sea king who is a good fisherman, don’t you envy the old leftover man at your age haha.

No, Hades is not in the right mood right now, and if he chooses this answer, he might be dragged to feed the fish.

Persephone was also persuaded and chose answer B.

"It's all from hearsay."

These words successfully dispelled the dark coldness in his eyes, and he unhurriedly spit out a response: "Yeah."

This attitude of being so cold and noble that he wanted to beat him up successfully made Persephone courage again, and he had to find a way to prevent him from managing the housework.Love has a sunk cost effect, which means that the more time and things you invest in a relationship, the harder it is to let go.

Hades was digging his own grave, and the cost he had invested on her was too high, and she was worried that he would not be able to pull out the arrow because he had invested too much.

But it's too dangerous to poke the topic of love, so she glanced sharply at the heavy wealth record boards, thinking of a way that would be less harmful and more insulting.

Persephone's eyes were not hidden. The man who was holding her hand stroked her fingers for a while before letting go. Then when he took a clay tablet and was about to hand it to her, he noticed that his inner emotions were a little more excited feel.

Excitement... It's not joy, but it's not hatred either.

Hades was just analyzing her strange emotional reaction, and she had already taken over the clay tablet in her hand, and then the tense excitement reached its peak.

The next moment, there was only a slap, and the sound of the dry clay board falling to the ground.

The tightly baked clay tablet was smashed into several pieces.

"I'm sorry." She reached out and brushed the hair that fell on her cheeks behind her ears, and a flower fell to her neck again, bright colors bloomed on her white and greasy skin.

Her dark eyes reflected his stiff and boring face, and a bright vitality flowed in it.

"My hand slipped."

After Persephone finished speaking, she felt that her tone was too arrogant. Just as she was about to persuade her to go back, she saw Hades's lifeless reaction, and immediately swelled up her courage again.This guy's disgust value is too difficult to brush, do you want to drop three yuan at a time?

Just as her sinful hands reached out to the mud slab again, Hades' voice was heard, "Do you like to throw mud slabs?"

Persephone saw that she had drawn a clay tablet that recorded the wine jars. It not only recorded the year but also the quantity. She belatedly realized that this font was so unfamiliar and she had never learned it before. How could she understand it.

Hearing Hades' question, although I really want to complain that no one likes to throw mud boards, but the answer has to be the other way around.

"Yeah, it feels good when you drop it, and the sound is nice." She really went smoother and smoother on the road of being disgusted.

Hades turned his face to the side and took a quiet look at the broken clay tablet on the ground. His thick black curly hair was half-length but not short, falling on his shoulders, and there was no trace of disgust that Persephone wanted on his young and overly indifferent face.

"What you threw was a clay document that recorded a part of the brass veins. The clay tablet has divine power. If you hold the clay tablet, you own this part of the mineral vein."

When Persephone, who was thinking about throwing two more clay tablets, heard this, a bad premonition came to mind.

Hades's sitting posture was tilted, but her gaze made her feel the height and power of the other party more clearly, especially his voice, which was so clear that she couldn't even pretend to be deaf.

"So the shattering of the clay tablet means that this part of the brass has become ownerless and will not belong to me."

Persephone could see clearly when the clay tablet was broken into several pieces, and it was not difficult to make another copy. No one told her that the thing inside was gone when it fell.

Hades' tone was rare and kind: "If you lose the wealth of the gods, you need to pay more to extinguish the anger of the gods."

Persephone hastily clenched the clay tablet in her hand, her tone trembling, "Compensation?"

Multiplying her by one hundred is not worth a brass vein. Is it too late for her to come back now?

Hades' eyes turned red when he saw her, and the haughty aura just now retracted again, holding on to a clay tablet pitifully, wishing to shrink into a chair and curl up, the sharp pleasure in his heart was like an evil net, Weaves densely to capture him.

He suppressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth, this excitement made his body tremble, maybe it was not just the power of Cupid, he might really be sick...

He actually likes her squandering and destroying these wealth without any care, as long as she takes what belongs to him.

Even the black mist could not be controlled, wrapping around her calves.Seeing her ignorant face, Hades stretched out his hand and put it on the clay slab, saying the words of temptation, "If you like it, drop a few more."

Persephone shuddered, and heard the other party's sarcasm. If you can't afford it, you dare to fall, and you won't die if you fall.

She shook her head immediately: "No fall, no fall."

Hades' expression could even be called amiable, "There are many more, I'll clear a piece of land for you to wrestle for fun."

Persephone felt that the other party was trying to pull back the clay tablet and hurriedly grabbed it, for fear that it would fall, and she, a poor person, really couldn't afford it.

But Hades didn't let her go, he pulled back the clay tablet little by little, his soft and graceful lips parted slightly, "I like the sound of throwing wealth, I'll help you."

Persephone gave up completely, big brother, she glued the clay tablet back immediately, she will never drop his clay tablet in the future, so let her go.

Hades threw the clay tablet to the ground, and after the heavy sound, he asked seriously, "Does it sound good?"

Persephone: "..."

Is this the wrath of God?She was convinced. , please keep in mind:,.