Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 68 Buying and Selling ([-])

Eunuch Mo pointed at Chen Wenfang and said angrily in a sharp voice: "Master Chen, when your daughter Chen Ying first entered the mansion, our lord entertained her very well and didn't let her suffer any grievances. It's your daughter who can't figure it out. If you don't come to save your own daughter, what does it have to do with our lord? You can only blame Dong Yuefei for bewitching my lord, and even concealing your daughter's true identity. That's why the lord caused this wrong thing. Our lord Jiao Jiaoer, If you are benevolent in your heart, if you were not deceived by treacherous ministers, you would not do such wrong things."

Qiao Yurong's heart skipped a beat for Mr. Mo's three babes, and he scanned the audience nervously. Seeing that there was nothing unusual about everyone, he felt relieved.

But Qiao Yurong has already decided that after returning home, she must warn Eunuch Mo that this 'Jiaojiaoer' can't just say what she wants, it will be bad if it makes people suspicious.

With Qiao Yurong and Eunuch Mo's expressions that didn't seem to be fake, Chen Wenfang's face was dull and pale, and he sat on the ground in a daze without any reaction.

Presumably no father could feel at peace after knowing that his daughter's tragic death was related to him.

It is true that Qiao Yurong's death was not entirely responsible for it, but was caused by several aspects. Although Qiao Yurong was the main cause, it cannot be blamed entirely on him.

Han Qing frowned: "Fan Wang, find someone to send Master Chen back."

Fan Wang nodded, and immediately picked up Chen Wenfang, who had lost his mind, and left the yard.

Han Qing looked at Qiao Yurong.

Qiao Yurong had a pale face, and the blood-stained cloth on her chest was completely black. She forced a smile and said weakly, "Brother Han Qing, I'm afraid this king can't send you a baby for business in an hour, can you Can't see that the king was injured in your house, so let me give you some more time?"

Han Qing fixed his eyes on Qiao Yurong, because his face was pale, his jade skin and snowy skin became more and more crystal clear like moonlight, pure white and translucent, he was still alive just now, but now he looks sick and weak, inexplicably dazzling Han Qingjue.

"It looks like you won't die yet?" Han Qing snorted coldly, "I still have something on my mind to worry about your business."

Qiao Yurong laughed with a pale face: "The people in the north have nothing to eat, how dare this king die?" Qiao Yurong cautiously probed, and became weaker and weaker: "Brother Han Qing, look at the time."

Han Qing turned around and walked towards the house, with a cold voice: "I'll come to the door in person tomorrow."

Han Qing's voice has gone away, and the lingering sound of these words is still rippling in the air.

What does it mean?
He will come to the door in person tomorrow?Does it mean that he will come to the door in person tomorrow morning to do business with himself?

When Qiao Yurong thought about the pain, she became happy and wanted to laugh out loud, but when she dared to laugh, Qiao Yurong gritted her teeth and let out a gasp as her chest trembled in pain.

Eunuch Mo has already said in a hurry: "My lord, my lord, let's go back to the manor to seek medical treatment, what should we do if the bleeding continues like this?"

Qiao Yurong nodded in agreement, she already felt dizzy in front of her eyes, just said: "Let's go home!" She closed her eyes and passed out.

Eunuch Mo screamed in panic: "My lord!"

Han Qing returned to his room and sat on a chair in the study. Fan Wang came in immediately and respectfully said to Han Qing: "My lord, Chen Wenfang has already sent someone back to the residence."

If Qiao Yurong heard it, she would be surprised, this Han Qing is not a merchant, how could he be a prince.

(End of this chapter)