Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 9

"My lord, what's the matter, doesn't this chicken soup suit your taste?" Eunuch Mo doesn't know what Qiao Yurong is thinking, it seems that since yesterday, the lord has been a little weird.

Qiao Yurong shook her head and asked, "What happened to Concubine Yu?"

Eunuch Mo probably didn't expect Qiao Yurong to mention Concubine Yu, he was taken aback for a moment and said, "It's locked in the execution room."

Thinking of the woman who hated to kill herself, Qiao Yurong didn't have any hatred in her heart. The original owner had already been killed, and the original owner was so cruel. I'm afraid that Concubine Yu must have suffered from the original owner, so she would sacrifice her life to kill her. Own.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yurong frowned, and asked, "Is her injury okay after the punishment?"

Eunuch Mo hurriedly said: "The slave knows that the prince is reluctant, so he arranged for a doctor to come and see him early in the morning, and concubine Yu can continue to play with the prince after a while."

have fun?
In Mo Gonggong's heart, it is probably normal that he has been so lewd and innocent all the time.

Qiao Yurong pointed to the red pastry cake and chicken soup on the table, and said, "Take this into the punishment room for Concubine Yu to use."

Eunuch Mo was stunned for a while, then hesitated and said: "My lord, this concubine Yu is so disrespectful to my lord, let her suffer a bit, maybe she will learn a lesson and become more 'respectful' to my lord."

'Dear'?
Qiao Yurong looked at Eunuch Mo, and his thick eyes, which were as beautiful as ink, raised a meaningful smile: "Old Mo, don't coax me, that concubine Yu will never die with me for the rest of her life, tell me the truth." Tell me, what did I do to make Concubine Yu hate me so much?"

Eunuch Mo was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and said dotingly with his eyes: "My lord, you don't need to pay attention to these things. You only need to eat, drink, have fun and live your own life. As for the life and death of other people, you can keep the lord if you are happy, and kill if you are not happy. The concubine is so ignorant, just treat it like a puppy, and tease it occasionally, just don't let the dog bite the noble body of the prince."

Qiao Yurong took a deep look at Eunuch Mo, and she remembered that no matter what Qiao Yurong wanted to do in the depths of her memory, Eunuch Mo would unconditionally condone or even help him. Eunuch Mo was loyal to the original owner, and he was the most loyal servant, but he was so indulgent and doting. Not helping the original owner, but harming the original owner.

As long as someone close to him persuades him, Qiao Yurong will never become what he is today.

"Old Mo, are you a Gentleman this year?" Qiao Yurong frowned, looking worried.

Eunuch Mo didn't know why Qiao Yurong asked this suddenly, but he replied respectfully after a heartbeat: "The slave is already in his forties."

43 years old!

In ancient times, they were considered old people.

In ancient times, the average age was extremely low, and people in their 60s were already long-lived. This father-in-law Mo maintains such a good physique in his forties.

"Old Mo, this king is twenty today. This king knows that you are dedicated to this king. You have been loyal to this king for so many years. To put it bluntly, you are like half of my father, loving and tolerant of this king." Qiao Yurong said calmly, and Eunuch Mo's face was moved when he thought of the long past.

Qiao Yurong was still saying: "In the past, this king didn't listen to things outside the window, and just wanted to be happy and happy, but after being hit by concubine Yu yesterday, this king suddenly realized that he was already twenty, and he was no longer the age of ignorance. I don’t know what happened, and I don’t know when they were killed. Other people who are as many as this king have already made contributions and achieved fame without getting married and having children. Fame and fortune, but I don’t want to be a ‘tyrant’ who only knows how to eat, drink, and have fun. Lao Mo, I know that you don’t want me to worry about trivial matters, but Lao Mo, you can’t help me for the rest of your life. This king is twenty-three years older, and I still have to walk my own way."

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