Ghost Emperor Domineering Pet: Meng Fei, too black belly

Chapter 392 Mo Xiuran, I'm Sorry...We're Missing in This Life ([-])
When the four of them heard the words, their faces flushed with excitement, they looked at each other, and then said in unison: "Yes, we are willing."

Chu Yao leaned towards Murong Qi again, "Now, do you think your father is willing to taste and promote these dishes?"

"Hahaha, of course I am willing." Murong Qi said, "If Father dares not, I will pester him to death!"

This is a good thing that can save all the people from fire and water. If the emperor is not willing to let the court order it to be promoted, then the emperor will be in vain.

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The four dudes who got a great job got busy immediately.

Looking at the four people screaming, Chu Yao couldn't help feeling funny.

At this moment, Steward Wang from the princess mansion came over.

Steward Wang: "Princess, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince has decided to leave at noon and return to the Tianqi Dynasty."

He also handed over a letter.

There is no other content in the letter, but a sentence written in a vigorous and powerful font.

"Death and life are inseparable, talk to Zi Cheng; hold your hand, and grow old together with Zi."

It was a sentence in the "Book of Songs" that I had inadvertently written silently.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xiuran saw it and wrote it down.

Chu Yao's slender fingers caressed each word on the top, and she only felt sore and painful in her heart.

She was about to put away the letter when she suddenly saw a line of small characters written on the back of the letterhead.

"My wife, Chu Yao, is waiting for your return. This heart will not change, this ambition will not change! — Husband, Mo Xiuranliu."

At this moment, Chu Yao only felt a heavy hammer hitting her heart so hard that she could hardly breathe.

When you come back?

Does he have to wait for himself?
However, he was about to leave this world, how could he wait?
Tears dripped down on the letter paper, blurring the handwriting.

Chu Yao quickly and carefully wiped away her tears, and put the letter in her arms.

But after all, he couldn't help curling up his body and let out a whimpering cry.

"Mo Xiuran, I'm sorry...we have no destiny in this life, and in the next life...it will continue."

If we still have an afterlife.

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"Xiuran, these grains, the yield per mu of these grains is really so high!"

Xiao Qinshou is usually suave and suave, with a brilliant tongue, but now he can't even speak, "If our Tianqi Dynasty has this kind of food, if it can be spread, how many people will not be starved?" Die!"

"There is also the cotton that Xiao Yaoyao mentioned. I heard that only a little bit of cotton is needed, and it can be warmer than a bedding. In the future, fewer and fewer people will freeze to death."

Mo Xiuran held the potato in his hand, and his heart was also full of emotions, unable to control himself.

Xiao Qinshou grabbed his hand and shouted excitedly: "Brother, you must marry Xiao Yaoyao back to our Tianqi Dynasty! This little girl is a treasure, and there is an inexhaustible supply of wonderful ideas. If She can become the queen of the Apocalypse Dynasty..."

Mo Xiuran looked over coldly, Xiao Qinshou immediately shut up knowingly.

Mo Xiuran said lightly: "I like Yaoyao, never because of her abilities."

From the moment he first met this girl, he was attracted and fell in love irresistibly.

What he cared about was never how miraculous this girl was or how many benefits she could bring him.

But just because he is Chu Yao, the girl he loves most.

Xiao Qinshou laughed and said: "I know, there are still a few people in the world who don't know your feelings for Xiao Yaoyao! But you also know that Xiao Yaoyao is so good, how many people are coveting it, if you don't hurry up , what if she is snatched away?"

(End of this chapter)