Nearly half a month passed in a flash, and before anyone knew it, the year was drawing to a close.
Although New Year on the Mystic Continent was not especially grand, it was still an important occasion for bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new. Every household swept its courtyards and put things in order, while businesses of every trade balanced their accounts and distributed dividends.
The Myriad Treasures Pavilion under Li Ling's name submitted its accounts for the first time and began distributing his share of the profits. The incense workshop also settled wages and gradually let its workers go on holiday.
Even Vice Minister Pei seized the opportunity to send dozens of cartloads of fragrant wood and some precious incense ingredients to the residence, taking the chance to flatter him again.
Letters also arrived one after another from relatives back home, discussing arrangements for ancestral rites.
Though Li Ling remained at home, he directed all these affairs from afar and found himself unusually busy.
The Ninth Princess, meanwhile, continued rising early every day to cultivate diligently.
She still believed Li Ling knew nothing of her secret. Once the sun had risen and the morning vitality gradually faded, she returned to their bedroom and fell asleep with him in her arms.
That day, after daylight fully broke, Li Ling went to the Fragrant Incense Pavilion as usual, blending and making incense in its quiet surroundings while exploring new recipes.
Aside from Teaweed Incense, the subject he had studied most lately was still the Spirit-Bewildering Incense he had previously discovered might have considerable uses.
If he could obtain it and combine it with the Nightmare-Suppression Arts he had acquired from the Ghost Soul Sect, it would undoubtedly become a formidable trump card.
Pine Daoist, who had been robbed