Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 203 Electric Lamp ([-])

Not only did he treat beggars and refugees, but he was also very approachable to these little people. The prince did not show his dignity at all, and he was very kind to them.

How can such a prince be considered a "faint and brutal" prince by everyone?
In addition, there are so many tens of thousands of refugees outside the city that the prince spent money to help the poor, how much money would that be?

How could such a kind person be that cruel and heartless prince? Absolutely not!
So now Aunt Bagui's face towards Zhu Yurong is still respectful, but the fear in her heart is gone, and she is much more comfortable with Qiao Yurong.

Qiao Yurong also clearly felt the change.

When I came here before, the streets were deserted, even more desolate and terrifying than fleeing from famine. There was no human habitation within ten miles. Aunt Bagui knelt down to spare her life, fearing that she would be a murderous madman and cut off their heads directly.

But now Mrs. Bagui can chat with her boldly, and the street is no longer empty. Eunuch Mo led people around the small stall to keep the people from approaching, but there are still many people watching outside. He ran away when he heard her name.

It all says something is changing!
Everything she did was slowly changing the northern people's impression of the original owner as fatuous and brutal.

Qiao Yurong was chatting with Aunt Bagui, and Han Qing's deep gaze became complicated in this picture.

On a cold and windy winter day, the heat from the cauldron filled the air, and the small stall was filled with a bit of smoke and fire. The jade-like person inside was sitting and talking to the commoner lady next to him, just like ordinary people chatting. It's not surprising, but because of the addition of Qiao Yurong, the whole picture seemed to be vivid and beautiful, and an indescribable throbbing flowed in Han Qing's heart.

Han Qingzai stopped outside, watching Qiao Yurong talking to the people at the stall, with a gentle and ordinary expression, he didn't dislike the simple and messy at all... Qiao Yurong, who is so compassionate to the people and approachable, is another look.

Han Qing's brows and eyes became gentle, and his heart felt slightly warm.

Eunuch Mo wiped the table with a clean white silk scarf, for fear that the table would be too dirty and the prince would get sick from eating something dirty.

What Qiao Yurong is most happy about is that the people's lives are getting better, and she smiled at Ba Gui: "The people are doing well, and my efforts are not in vain."

Aunt Bagui's heart felt warm, she swallowed her throat, but she couldn't say anything, she just nodded her head, and moved the wooden spoon in her hand to pick up the ravioli stew in the cauldron: "The ravioli stew is almost ready, my lord."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yurong waved to Han Qing with enthusiasm: "Brother Han, come quickly, come quickly, the wonton stew is ready to eat."

The sun, the moon, and the stars are flowing and bright, and the dazzling halo-like eyes are so attractive that they can't bear to blink.

Han Qing's deep eyes were in a trance for a while, he closed his eyes, restrained the throbbing in his heart, opened his eyes clear, stepped in, his cool jade face was indifferent: "Aren't you afraid of getting sick from eating?"

Before Qiao Yurong could answer, Eunuch Mo hurriedly said, "That's right, my lord, we are delicate and expensive, so let's eat as little as we can..."

"Okay, okay." Qiao Yurong said impatiently, "Look at you, don't you know how to respect people, Mrs. Bagui is still here."

After a pause, Qiao Yurong said in a more serious tone: "Besides, this king has eaten before, and he didn't have a stomachache or illness. Old Mo, you are just worrying."

　The fourth watch is over!

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(End of this chapter)