90, you have to use the art of war to deal with the uncle
Then I thought about it, Murong Yu, except for himself, had he ever suffered any losses in his previous life?
It seems normal to say something to others when you are unhappy.
Her eyes unconsciously moved from Murong Yu's hands to his face.
Under Murong Yu's thick dark eyebrows, there was a bit of laziness in his deep eyes, and his usually resolute lips had the corners slightly raised at this time, showing that he was in a good mood.
Sensing that she was looking at him, Murong Yu raised his eyes and looked towards her.
The moment their eyes met, there seemed to be an invisible sticky thread, tying their gazes together.
The laziness in Murong Yu's eyes gradually faded away and turned into some kind of deep whirlpool, as if it was trying to wrap Ming Wuyou into the whirlpool and entangle it.
Looking at his face that was getting closer, Ming Wuyou's heart was beating wildly and he closed his eyes subconsciously.
But the expected kiss didn't fall, instead, he stroked her cheek.
Murong Yu's voice sounded: "It's dirty."
Ming Wuyou opened his eyes blankly and saw a touch of vermilion on his fingertips.
Murong Yu said quietly: "I approved a few memorials, but I got cinnabar all over my face."
Ming Wuyou is sluggish.
It turned out that he was wiping her face, and she thought——
Shame and embarrassment suddenly came to mind. Ming Wuyou pursed his lips and turned away, and took his hand away from his big hand.
"The approval is over." Ming Wuyou said in a tight voice, "You can have someone send you away."
"Um."
Murong Yu responded lazily, the corners of his lips slightly curved, and his mood was even happier than before.
This joy is conveyed through the sound.
Ming Wuyou noticed it.
She slowly turned her face and said, "You were teasing me just now."
Murong Yurongse calmly pretended to be stupid: "What?"
"..." Ming Wuyou bit his lip, "I have to teach you another lesson today. When you are with the girl you like, you cannot tease her like you did just now, she will be angry!"
"Then are you angry?" Murong Yu came closer, "Huh?"
Ming Wuyou's heart shrank.
In fact, when I say I'm angry, I don't necessarily mean that angry.
It would be more appropriate to say that the daughter's family was angry and angry.
It's just... this person was very clumsy before. He was silent when he saw her and didn't know what to say to her.
When I went to Fahua Temple to see the scenery, I didn't know who was holding her hand, but now, he seemed to know and know everything.
It’s only been a few days, are you enlightened?
Murong Yu took a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the cinnabar on her face, "Are you busy today?"
Ming Wuyou looked at him secretly, and suddenly kissed him hard on the lips unexpectedly. When he pulled away, he bit the corner of his lips, quite hard.
Murong Yu was shocked.
At this moment, Ming Wuyou pushed away his hand and stood up, "Of course there are things to do. The Escort Agency and Baishan Hall have things for me to deal with every day. I think His Highness is in pretty good condition. Let's have a good rest first. I'll come back when I'm free.
Look at you."
Seeing Ming Wuyou holding up her skirt and walking out of the hall, Murong Yu subconsciously raised his hand.
He didn't want to let her go, but he didn't say anything.
"Oh, Uncle Emperor, why are you so stupid!" A little head suddenly stuck out from the door of the hall, "You asked her to stay with you!"
Murong Yu's expression instantly returned to seriousness: "Have you copied it eighty times?!"
"No, but I have copied a lot. I came out to find something to eat!" Yuan Hao hurriedly ran to Murong Yu: "You obviously like her to accompany you, just say so!"
"You are the regent. How dare she leave if you ask her to stay!"
Murong Yu said expressionlessly: "Get out."
Yuan Hao was not afraid of Murong Yu's cold face, and leaned on the desk with his big eyes blinking: "Then if you don't want to use your power to force her to stay, you can also use some caution. Why are you so stupid?
"
"Uncle Huang has always been smart, but now he is not smart at all!"
"If you dare to copy your nonsense again a hundred times!" Murong Yu said coldly: "Get out!"
"So fierce——"
Yuan Hao puffed up his cheeks, glared at Murong Yu, and stomped out.
Leng Xiao came forward with cold sweat on his face: "Little Ancestor, how dare you get into trouble in front of His Highness? Hurry up and copy the policy. If you don't finish copying, you will be rewarded - Hey, Little Ancestor, what are you doing outside?
go!?"
Despite his young age, Yuan Hao is as slippery as a loach.
Leng Xiao accidentally missed him and let him run away.
Leng Xiao quickly caught up with him, and when he went to the corridor outside, he saw Yuan Hao talking to a maid.
When he approached, the maid was already trotting away.
"What did you tell her?" Leng Xiao asked.
"Naturally tell her how to keep that beautiful sister." Yuan Hao put his hands behind his back, acting like a young adult, "Uncle Huang doesn't take the initiative, how can I not help him?"
"..." Leng Xiao was speechless for a moment, "You have so much strategy left, do you still have time to do such trivial matters?"
"This is no trivial matter!" Yuan Hao glared at Leng Xiao, "You have also been on the battlefield and fought. Haven't you ever heard of besieging Wei to save Zhao, attacking in the east and attacking in the west?"
"This has to do with the art of war?!"
"Of course you have to use military tactics to deal with the emperor's uncle!" Yuan Hao said proudly: "That beautiful sister is the emperor's favorite. As long as she is here, the emperor's uncle will be happy. If the emperor's uncle is happy, wouldn't it be convenient for me to beg for mercy?
?!"
Leng Xiao was stunned and murmured: "This absurd theory seems quite reasonable at first glance."
"It must make sense." Yuan Hao held up his small robe and stood on the railing.
He patted Leng Xiao on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Uncle Leng, this is why I am the emperor and you are the guard. Learn more!"
…
Ming Wuyou left the main hall and walked directly outside the hotel.
The hotel is very big, and you have to pass through a garden to get to the entrance.
Ming Wuyou just entered the garden and met Aunt Bai head-on.
"Miss Ming." Aunt Bai blessed Ming Wuyou with a blessed body.
"Hurry and excuse me—" Ming Wuyou quickly stepped forward to help her up.
Although Aunt Bai has the title of servant, she is the closest relative to Murong Yu, and in the previous life, Aunt Bai was very good to her. How could she bear the courtesy of Aunt Bai.
When Ming Wuyou saw the maid behind Aunt Bai holding a tray, he asked, "Is this your Highness's meal? You are so attentive. Your Highness's injury requires such a light taste."
"Yes, they are all made by the old slave." Aunt Bai sighed: "It's a pity that His Highness has a poor appetite recently. He only uses a few chopsticks for each meal. I am afraid that he may not be able to eat much of these meals."
Ming Wuyou frowned slightly: "I checked his pulse. Everything is safe. There should be no problem with his body."
Even if he was injured, Murong Yu had a good foundation and the impact would not be big.
"His Highness is indeed in good health, but with the recent chaos in Jiangzhou, His Highness may not be in a good mood."
Aunt Bai said softly: "Miss Ming, why don't you go with the old slave and persuade His Highness to eat more?"
"My body is made of iron and I can't bear not eating or drinking." This chapter has been completed!