Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 216 Hate ([-])

Han Qingjue's Qiao Yurong's brain circuit was never in line with him, and his face was dark: "But you are a man."

Qiao Yurong smirked: "Yes, this king is a man, all of this is impossible."

Having said that, Qiao Yurong was quickly calculating the gains and losses in her mind, and she was even more determined to hug Han Qing's thigh tightly. After all, if her identity was leaked, she might be worried about Han Qing's posture, and she might really marry herself. .

Even if Han Qing marries his main wife in a few years in the future, it doesn't matter. She can be a concubine, a favored concubine, and let the main wife be left out, and then all Han Qing's things are hers...

Qiao Yurong's mind has already turned quickly to various plots in the female supporting role.

She herself is an unscrupulous person, and she is even more selfish when it comes to her own interests. To put it bluntly, who would give up her man?

Robbing if you have the ability, waiting to die if you don’t have the ability, not to mention that it was normal for men in ancient times to have three wives and four concubines.

Of course, she is the prince now, and the day Han Qing is willing to recommend himself as a pillow mat, she will not lower her profile and become Han Qing's official wife.

In her previous life, she could see through a man's face. Only when a woman has to make her own decisions can she live a more chic and comfortable life.

For example, she is now a prince, with more identity protection, she will not be criticized for whatever she does, and she can do whatever she wants.

But if she is a woman, she can only curl up in a corner of the backyard, in the dark.

This is the only way for women created by the times, Qiao Yurong can't accept it and has to admit that the world is like this, she has to submit if she doesn't surrender.

So for now, it's better for her to be her prince.

Seeing Qiao Yurong's eyes wandering for a while, Han Qing couldn't help asking, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhu Yurong raised his head and smiled: "This king thinks, if this king's woman becomes Brother Han's woman, it might feel good."

Han Qing raised his eyebrows, and his eyes showed a narrow look: "It seems that the prince is really interested in this young master."

Han Qing could be joking?

Qiao Yurong looked at the narrow smile on Han Qing's mouth, felt as if he had misjudged the person, and said hesitantly, "That's natural, it's a pity, isn't Brother Han not interested in this palace?"

After a pause, Qiao Yurong smiled viciously: "But Brother Han is not interested in this king, and that doesn't hinder my admiration for Brother Han."

Han Qing lightly patted the dust on the clothes on his body, as if Qiao Yurong in front of him was covered with dust, with disgusted eyes.

Qiao Yurong punched the cotton, Han Qing didn't talk to her, and she was bored licking her face.

Eunuch Mo has been gloomyly looking at the sticky scene of Qiao Yurong and Han Qing from behind. He can't interfere with the prince's decision. Looking at Han Qing's back almost pokes a hole in his back.

Qiao Yurong's eyes continued to fall on the refugees, and suddenly found a question, and asked Eunuch Mo: "Old Mo, why are there not many men here?"

At first glance, except for the elderly, the young and the middle-aged are almost invisible.

Lao Mo quickly put away the gloom in his eyes, and showed a loving smile: "My lord, the people here know that my lord is building iron workshops and iron ore factories. They have nothing to do in their spare time, so they all went to help. The slaves see how easy it is to do things. , so they all agreed, except for the blacksmith, the slave has no money to give them, but the slave ordered people to add meat to their three meals a day, so that they can eat better, and don’t say that they can’t eat well if they work hard, and the body will collapse.”

　One more!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)