Ming Wuyou chuckled and patted his little head gently, "Play for a while and write quickly, otherwise your uncle will be angry."
"He was injured trying to save you, and there's a bloody hole in his arm. You can just coax him and copy it a few more times, okay?"
Yuan Hao thought for a moment and nodded: "Auntie is right, I will copy it right away."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the back hall.
After taking two steps, he turned back and said, "Auntie, can you please give me a favor? I don't want to go back to the capital. Without the emperor's uncle here, those people in the court would like to eat me every day."
Ming Wuyou paused slightly.
The late emperor died young, and Murong Yuanhao was only three years old when he ascended the throne. If Murong Yu had not returned to the court to personally supervise the regency, this child would have been eaten up by the jackals, tigers and leopards.
Before Murong Yu became the regent, he was the feared King of Zhenbei. His iron-blooded tactics were feared and he could make all the courtiers obey him.
But most of those ministers were convinced but not convinced at all.
Now that Murong Yu is in charge of the corruption case in Jiangzhou, some forces in the capital must be ready to take action and will not take Murong Yuanhao as the emperor seriously.
"Aunt——" Yuan Hao stepped forward and held Ming Wuyou's hand, shaking it again and again: "Please help me beg for mercy. I want to go back with the emperor's uncle, and I don't want to go back by myself."
"It's useless for me to go back anyway. Those people didn't listen to me and even pretended to talk to me while holding their throats. I'm so annoyed."
"This..." Ming Wuyou pondered for a moment, "I'll try it later."
"Thank you, aunt!" Yuan Hao came forward and hugged Ming Wuyou: "Aunt, you are such a good person!"
"Don't thank him too early!" Ming Wuyou took him away from his arms, "It may not be useful."
"It will definitely work!" Yuan Hao was obviously more confident than Ming Wuyou, "Auntie, as long as you tell the emperor, he will definitely agree, absolutely!"
Ming Wuyou laughed and said, "Okay, let's go write the strategy. I'll leave first."
After Ming Wuyou left, Murong Yuanhao skipped back to copy out strategies. His attitude was completely different from the previous one with a stinky face and pouting lips.
Leng Xiao stared at him: "It's the same as copying policies, how can you be so happy now?"
"You don't understand again." Old God Yuan Hao said: "I am happy now because I don't have to go back to Beijing anymore. I don't even have to go back to Beijing. What happened to copying the policy papers several times?!"
Leng Xiao: I really don’t understand.
…
Not far away from the entrance to the main hall, Murong Yu saw the scene just now, and curled his fingers slightly under the dark black sleeves.
Ming Wuyou is definitely a person who will retaliate for his anger, which can be clearly seen from Fu Rou's body.
So now, could her love for Yuan Hao be a deliberate attempt to get closer to her in revenge for what she did to her in her previous life?
She could take revenge on him, take his kingdom, take his life, and even ravage his heart, but she could not touch Yuan Hao.
This was the reason why he asked Yun Ziheng to take Yuan Hao away.
Yuan Hao is my brother's only flesh and blood. He failed to protect him in his previous life. He cannot make the same mistake again in this life.
Murong Yu withdrew his gaze and turned around to enter the main hall.
If she really came to beg him to keep Yuan Hao, he would not agree.
…
Ming Wuyou went to take care of all the trivial matters with the medical officer and the shipping company, and returned to Ming's house to talk to his grandfather.
Murong Yu was injured, so she might have to go to Jiangzhou Hotel later.
Mr. Ming nodded, but said with some surprise: "Wouyou'er, there is no shortage of doctors around His Highness. Why is he injured and requires you to take care of the injury personally?"
"Well... didn't His Highness save me before? I might as well repay his kindness by taking care of his injuries."
"But, you also saved His Highness two years ago." The old man said slowly: "After all, have you repaid your kindness?"
"..." Ming Wuyou paused, "The time I was drugged, His Highness saved me at the hotel, and the Jiangzhou case never involved the Ming family, and His Highness protected me..."
"Yes. He also gave fifty-two large gifts during the Mid-Autumn Festival, all of which Wuyou'er liked."
Mr. Ming smiled and said: "The life-saving kindness between you and His Highness, you come and go, seems to be getting more and more complicated, and it is not easy to calculate clearly."
Ming Wuyou had a stern look on his face, "Grandpa is just grandpa. He has eaten more salt than I have eaten rice and noodles. I already noticed something unusual."
Mr. Ming said nothing, waiting for her to continue.
Ming Wuyou collected his thoughts, "Actually... I kept thinking about it after I rescued him in Mission Hills. I also carefully placed the jade boat he left behind, and also sent Manager Shen to inquire about his identity. "
"It's just that he hid it well and I didn't find out, so it gradually faded away."
"Who knew that I recognized him again at Jiangzhou Hotel... He drew a portrait of me as a benefactor and took it with him, and he treated me... very well."
"Grandpa." Ming Wuyou raised his eyes and said seriously, "I kind of like him."
"Just a little?" Mr. Ming raised his eyebrows: "Wouyou'er, my grandfather has always lived in seclusion, which doesn't mean that he is dim-sighted."
"You are all in love with each other, you tell grandpa that you only like it a little bit?"
Ming Wuyou said: "No way."
"Okay." Mr. Ming sighed: "Grandpa, to put it another way, he has been exploring my precious granddaughter's boudoir at night. If he really only likes her a little bit, would you be so indulgent and let him come and go freely?"
"..."
Ming Wuyou was completely speechless and said awkwardly: "How did you know?"
"This is in the Ming family. Grandpa is not dead. How could he not know?"
Mr. Ming poked Ming Wuyou on the forehead, "Did you know he is the regent?"
"Even if you go to the capital to recognize your identity and really marry him, he will definitely have three wives and four concubines in the future."
"What will you do then? Wuyou'er, it's not that grandpa objects to your liking him, but grandpa knows what kind of person you are. You won't be happy if you are trapped in the house and scheming with others."
"He won't have three wives and four concubines." Ming Wuyou said firmly, "Absolutely not."
Mr. Ming said: "He promised you this? Grandpa believes that he is sincere now, but men like this..."
"If you say something sincerely when the love is strong, you will completely forget it once the passion wears off, especially for a powerful man like the Regent."
"The Tian family is ruthless. In order to gain more benefits and power, marriages are just transactions, and wives and concubines are just decorations placed in the yard——"
"Grandpa is not making threats, but he wants you to understand that he is not an ideal husband."
"I know him." Ming Wuyou said seriously: "Grandpa is only talking about most men, but he is not and will not do the things that grandpa said. Really, grandpa will just watch, time will prove everything. "
Mr. Ming saw Ming Wuyou being so determined and knew that she was determined.
The old man sighed inwardly and patted Ming Wuyou's shoulder lightly, "That's okay... but remember what grandpa said, you are not a caged bird, and love is not all in your world. Be selfish and don't love others too much. Love yourself first.”