My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

Song Qingcheng felt that the peaceful days in the capital might not last long.

Pei Huaizhi entered the palace, probably because he was worried about her safety. She could clearly feel that more people were coming to Chunhe Hall.

If Pei Huaizhi was there, he would not be so clear-headed.

She could sense Pei Huaizhi's concern for her.

Except for necessary matters, Song Qingcheng basically would not leave the house and concentrated on dealing with things on the accounts.

"The girls are all ready!"

Dongmei came in and said.

Originally she believed in her own girl, but when she looked outside, she saw that the weather was extremely good these days.

In fact, the weather is getting warmer and warmer, and there is no possibility of a blizzard at all.

Dongmei thought about the things in the warehouse and said she wasn't worried, it was fake.

Dongmei glanced outside, then looked at Song Qingcheng who was calm, and finally couldn't help asking,

"Girl, is it really going to snow?"

Song Qingcheng raised her head from the account book in front of her and saw her own maid with a worried look in her eyes. She didn't think there was anything wrong with her own maid.

Not only Dongmei was worried, Qiuyue and the others were also very worried.

Song Qingcheng's business was all managed by the maids around her. It would be more accurate to say that those maids were her chief managers rather than her maids.

The four female shopkeepers are each responsible for a part of the industry and are Song Qingcheng's right-hand men.

Dongmei and her friends have also been through a lot, so they can't help but worry now. The most important thing is that 99% of all kinds of charcoal in Shangjing and even the surrounding areas have been purchased by them, and they have even paid for it in cash.

Originally, they were full of confidence, but as the weather in the capital city was getting warmer, they were not as calm as Song Qingcheng, and their hearts began to beat more and more nervously.

This is not a small amount of money. If it is really lost, the loss will be...

Song Qingcheng glanced at the weather calmly. She covered her chest, where she felt a sharp pain. "The snowstorm is coming."

She suddenly remembered that she might not be able to leave in half a month, because she suddenly remembered that the heavy snow blocked the roads. All the roads in Shangjing City were completely blocked by the blizzard, and people could neither enter Shangjing nor leave Shangjing.

Of course, she also relied on a horse-drawn carriage and could not fly, so she naturally could not leave Shangjing.

Fortunately, if King Yi wanted to rebel, he would not have the advantage of time, place and people.

You wouldn't be stupid enough to rebel at this time.

Song Qingcheng thought so.

Dongmei saw her young lady's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, thinking that... so she quickly comforted her, "Young lady, don't worry too much. It's normal to have ups and downs in business, and fortune and misfortune depend on it."

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng retracted her wandering expression, "Our impetuous Dongmei now knows how to comfort people. That's great."

Although Dongmei was praised by Song Qingcheng many times, she was still shy.

Now we can just do our best and leave the rest to fate.

at the same time.

Xie Wan Ning came to Prince Yi's Mansion again.

She planned to tell King Yi in advance that his biggest enemy now was not the Huangshi clan member at all.

The Emperor of Wei has few children. Recently, rumors have been spread from somewhere that the Emperor of Wei intends to select someone from the royal family to rule the Eastern Palace.

It's simply shocking.

What is this? There is still a prince here, yet...