Ming Wuyou thought for a long time and couldn't think of a reason, so he went back to the bed and fell asleep.
After Murong Yu returned home, he stayed up all night.
He had barely eaten any water or rice all day, but he didn't feel very hungry.
Aunt Bai prepared a supper and brought it to her. She advised her in a gentle voice: "Your Highness, please eat as much as possible. You are still injured. How can your body survive without eating?"
"Mommy."
Murong Yu said with a slightly confused expression: "What do you think I should do to her?"
How could Aunt Bai not know that "she" was referring to Ming Wuyou?
She said tenderly and lovingly: "Looking at how much Miss Ming cares for His Highness, she likes Him very much, and His Highness also loves her very much. You two are in love with each other. You can treat her as you want in your heart."
good."
"You do not understand."
Murong Yu closed his eyes tiredly and gently rubbed his forehead.
He always felt that Ming Wuyou's love for him was a bit vague.
I'm used to being rejected and disliked, so this love doesn't feel real.
He obviously wanted to indulge in it, but he always told himself not to indulge and wait for her to get closer to him.
Aunt Bai didn't understand his endless thoughts, so she could only persuade him to have some midnight snacks.
Murong Yu was in a bad mood and reluctantly ate some. He hardly slept that night. He got up at the fourth watch and summoned Zhang Yunchen to discuss matters.
…
Yuan Hao pestered Ming Wuyou as usual.
After Ming Wuyou has finished handling the trivial matters in Baishan Hall, he will take Yuan Hao to eat, drink and have fun.
Soon it was late September. The weather was a bit gloomy today, and Yuanhao was a little lazy. After eating and drinking, he lay down in the private room of Baishan Hall and yawned.
"Auntie, there don't seem to be many patients today."
"Yeah." Ming Wuyou was preparing medicine, "The weather is bad, so naturally there will be fewer people coming out to see a doctor."
"Well, yes." Yuan Hao said lazily, looked at Ming Wuyou for a while, then stood up and held his chin to look at her: "Auntie, is this the ointment you prepared for my uncle?"
"You have asked me to bring several cans back recently, why don't you give them to him yourself."
"He is busy." Ming Wuyou smiled and glanced at Yuan Hao, "He is busy from morning to night every day. If I bother him again, won't he have no time to rest?"
"That's true." Yuan Hao nodded, "Things here in Jiangzhou are so complicated. I listened for two days and couldn't get a clue at all. Fortunately, I have the emperor's uncle, otherwise how would I be able to sit on this dragon chair safely."
Ming Wuyou smiled slightly.
Yes, he is the pillar of a country. Without him, this country would be in dire straits.
Ming Wuyou lowered his eyes, put the ointment into a white porcelain jar, handed it to Yuan Hao, and said, "Corrupt officials will be beheaded at the intersection of Bei City today, let's go and see."
"OK."
Yuan Hao originally wanted to go see it, but he didn't mention it because he was with Ming Wuyou.
He thought that his aunt, a beautiful and gentle girl, would definitely not like to see people beheaded. Who would have thought that she would actually take the initiative to say that she wanted to go.
…
The carriage swayed and soon arrived at the intersection of Beishi Street.
When he went up to the private room on the third floor of Xiaoyu Building at the entrance of the street, Yuan Hao realized that Ming Wuyou had reserved a seat early.
Yuan Hao couldn't help but was a little stunned, "Auntie, why do you want to see this?"
"Look." Ming Wuyou didn't answer, but pointed not far away and said, "All those corrupt officials are here."
Yuan Hao quickly ran over and looked out the window.
Eighteen prison cars were lined up in a long queue, flanked by guards wearing black armor on horseback.
The people along the street frantically threw rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves at the officials' prison cars, cursing the officials' evil deeds and praising the regent's thunderous tactics.
"These dog officials have harmed so many lives and tortured so many people in the past few years. Today they finally deserve what they deserve!"
"If His Royal Highness the Regent hadn't personally come to Jiangzhou to investigate the case, Jiangzhou would have been in darkness for who knows how many years."
"That's right, the regent is the sky and the land of our Qian country."
Those corrupt officials were escorted out of prison cars and beaten with swords and axes. Some of them turned pale and fearful of death and cried out for mercy. The rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves of the common people were mercilessly smashed all over their heads and faces.
"The time has come for execution!"
Today's supervisor, Zhang Yunchen, is the newly appointed governor of Jiangzhou, and he dropped the flag ruthlessly.
The executioners chopped off their swords and axes, and eighteen heads flew out.
It is very satisfying to let the corrupt officials who have complained so much among the people die with their bodies intact.
Some people knelt down and shouted that the regent was a thousand years old, and then a large area was filled with people shouting a thousand years old.
Those voices were full of awe and respect for Murong Yu.
"Uncle Huang..." Murong Yuanhao, who was on the third floor of Xiaoyu Tower, murmured: "I don't know when I will be like Uncle Huang, with the thunderous means to make all the people in the world surrender."
"There will be a day." Ming Wuyou gently rubbed his little head and smiled softly: "I believe you."
Yuan Hao raised his head and glanced at her, and saw stars twinkling in her eyes. He suddenly became confident, feeling that one day he would really be able to seize power and dominate the world.
"Okay, it's all over." Ming Wuyou rubbed his little head again, "The weather is bad today and it may rain later. Should I send you back early?"
"Um."
Yuan Hao nodded.
Ming Wuyou took him into the carriage, took him all the way to the Jiangzhou Pavilion, and put him down.
By this time it was already raining lightly.
Ming Wuyou took out the umbrella from the carriage and held it up before handing it to him: "Come in quickly."
"Okay." Yuan Hao nodded obediently, walked two steps and then turned back and asked, "Auntie, do you want to come in and sit down?"
"All those corrupt officials were beheaded today. The emperor is definitely not busy. You haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's talk."
She and Murong Yu had indeed never seen each other since they separated in Wuyou Pavilion that night.
She was busy with Baishan Hall and shipbuilding, while Murong Yu was also busy with case trials and cleaning up Jiangzhou officialdom.
Ming Wuyou actually wanted to see him.
But she smiled faintly: "No, my aunt has something else to do."
"Oh." Yuan Hao nodded and asked in a low voice: "Auntie, are you and the emperor having a conflict?"
"No." Ming Wuyou smiled, "Hurry in, my aunt is leaving soon."
"Okay then..." Yuan Hao had no choice but to enter the hotel. After taking three steps, he couldn't help but look back.
This time, Ming Wuyou had already lowered the curtain of the carriage, and the carriage turned around and left.
Yuan Hao muttered: "Uncle Huang must have made aunt angry. What happened to Uncle Huang? How could he be willing to make such a good aunt unhappy?!"
He complained about Ming Wuyou and trotted all the way to the main hall holding an umbrella, hoping to get an explanation from the emperor's uncle.
"Uncle, uncle!" He ran in, only to see that the hall was empty, not even a ghost could be seen.
"The Emperor is back!" Aunt Bai came forward gently, "Your hair is a little wet. I will help you make a bowl of ginger soup to drive away the cold."
"Where is the emperor's uncle?!" Yuan Hao asked.
"Your Highness -" Aunt Bai said while pulling Yuan Hao out: "I just went out." This chapter has been completed!