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MTL - Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife-Chapter 2497 Did you feel sorry for me?
Chapter 2497 Did you feel sorry for me?
"Is this your wrong attitude?" Emperor Xuanming said indifferently: "I see that you don't feel that you are wrong at all."
"Your Majesty, I'm wrong." Chu Heng paused for a moment, then connected very naturally, and made a gesture of grievance.
Emperor Xuanming looked at the corner of his mouth and twitched slightly: "Hmph, then tell me, where did you go wrong?"
"My...it's my fault that I didn't report this matter to the emperor earlier." Chu Heng opened his mouth to find the reason.
Emperor Xuanming narrowed his eyes and said, "Since you know you were wrong, shouldn't you make up for it?"
"...Well, I don't know how the emperor needs his ministers to compensate." If Chu Heng doesn't know that Emperor Xuanming played it deliberately, he really has something wrong with his mind.
"I want to cooperate with Mrs. Chu in business. It is my private property, not the household department. Maybe Chu Aiqing will go home and say something nice to Mrs. Chu?"
"Your majesty, aren't you telling me to go back and blow the pillow wind?" Chu Heng was a little speechless.
"What? No way?" Emperor Xuanming immediately darkened his face.
Chu Heng shook his head: "Yes, it is possible, but the emperor should not let outsiders know, otherwise the minister will be in a bad mood."
"Chu Aiqing still has Fu Gang?" Emperor Xuanming's expression was a little strange.
Even if he knew that Chu Heng was cooperating with him on purpose, he felt relaxed and was naturally willing to talk to him. This was why Emperor Xuanming didn't want to lose such a good minister.
If Chu Heng is greedy for power, or he is not that capable.
He is not so nostalgic.
But Chu Heng is not greedy for power, and can solve many troubles for himself.
Even if Emperor Xuanming is the emperor, he still has selfish intentions. He doesn't want such a minister who can make himself happy and enrich his pocketbook to leave.
Of course, everything is based on the premise that the Chu family has no intention of rebelling.
Chu Heng went back from the palace, directly borrowed this excuse, and skipped work to return home.
"Why did you come back so early?" Ye Muyu was a little surprised.
"I went to the palace." Chu Heng explained the reason.
Ye Muyu heard this, and pinched his cheek with satisfaction: "Very good, don't spend all your time on government affairs in the future, without you in the yamen, the yamen is still running smoothly."
"Understood, I will try to stay at home as much as possible." Seeing her happy, Chu Heng couldn't help but twitch his mouth slightly.
"By the way, what did the emperor say to you when you entered the palace?" Ye Muyu knew that every time Emperor Xuanming called Chu Heng into the palace, nothing would happen.
Chu Heng nodded: "Well, the emperor wants to cooperate with you in the business of glass mirrors, how do you think of cooperation?"
"It's okay to cooperate, give the emperor a three-point profit, and let the emperor advertise us through the official newspaper." In front of Chu Heng, Ye Muyu didn't need to hesitate to say some words that are difficult for everyone to understand in this era.
She felt very comfortable and happy, and she was not afraid that Chu Heng would not understand.
Now that both of them have lived in two worlds, they are closer in terms of values, and their relationship is naturally better.
"Okay, I'll write the specific cooperation contract, and you read it." Chu Heng reached out, took the inkstone on the desk, and slowly ground it.
Ye Muyu raised her eyebrows: "I can write it myself."
"You've been writing for a long time today, doesn't your wrist hurt?" Chu Heng shook his head disapprovingly: "You can also take your time when writing a book. If you keep writing by hand, you won't be able to bear it."
"So you love me so much." Ye Muyu bent down, kissed him on the cheek, and said with a smile.
Compared to the introvertedness before, after Chu Heng woke up again, her feelings were obviously more straightforward.
(end of this chapter)