The night gradually darkened.

Mo Yao chatted with the rich masters in the main hall for a long time, and it was not until midnight that he had finished the negotiation and ordered people to see him off.

Afterwards, he left the main hall and turned to the Mo Family Ancestral Hall.

Jiurao and Ji Huangyu followed quietly. Of course, the two did not follow into the ancestral hall, but just waited outside.

About half an hour later, Mo Yao walked out with a boy in his arms and ordered anxiously: "Transfer to the doctor in the palace!"

After saying that, a servant hurriedly ran to tell the doctor who was already asleep.

The unconscious boy was held in his arms by his brother and walked through the corridor toward his residence. In the dim light, he could see his hair slightly messy, his body was covered with messy scars, and his clothes were shattered.

The boy's face was pale, bloodshot at the corners of his mouth, and a large piece of redness and swollenness on his forehead.

Ji Huangyu frowned and turned to look at Jiurao.

Neither of them spoke, and followed Mo Yao to the agarwood courtyard where Mo Hua lived.

Mo Yao walked in with the boy in his arms, and the maids followed behind and hurried in.

Jiu Rao was hidden in the shadow not far away, and looked at her calmly for a moment. She saw a middle-aged man in her forties walking over with a medicine box and quickly entered the room.

"Mo Hua started entering the mall at the age of ten and came into contact with the Mo family's business." Ji Huangyu's voice was low, "Now at the age of fourteen, he is already a young man who can roam the business world."

Upon hearing this, Jiurao did not respond much to Mo Hua's extraordinary ability, and frowned slightly: "Does the two brothers of the Mo family have a dispute over interests?"

Ji Huangyu shook his head: "No."

"So, the behavior of this Mo family's eldest son tonight is just a lesson rather than venting his anger?" Jiu Rao frowned.

Ji Huangyu shook his head: "It's not to vent his anger. But even if it's just a lesson, Mo Hua has not had a good life these years."

Jiurao turned to look at him: "You know a lot about the Mo family."

"I sent someone to check it out." Ji Huangyu said, frowned slightly, "But I regret it. I would rather never know."

It’s not like feeling sorry for him. He is not a soft-hearted person, and he doesn’t like to meddle in other people’s business.

But Mo Hua was one of Jiurao's destined emperors. In the future, they would live under the same palace eaves. Some things were not something he could ignore if he wanted to.

If Mo Hua just lived a miserable life, it would be nothing.

But once the five words "possibly short life" are added, the nature is obviously a bit subtle. After all, the favor competition in Ji Huangyu's plan can include many methods, but the only thing that did not result in human life.

So he could think now that in the face of Mo Hua, a special person, he would have to circumvent his way around in the future.

Jiu Rao obviously didn't know the twists and turns in Ji Huangyu's heart. She was silent for a moment and said lightly: "It's getting late, go back."

Ji Huangyu nodded.

Mo Hua is seriously injured and needs to recuperate for several days, so there is no need for them to stay.

When he returned to the villa where he was staying, Tianshu had already returned. Jiurao first called Xuanyinwei, "Transfer my will to go back to the Regent, and ask him to draft an edict, and enthrone Mohua as the second son of the Mo family, as the empress and emperor, and give the edict to Mocheng."

Xuan Yinwei took the order and left.

Jiurao sat down on the chair in front of the window, took the tea handed over by Tianshu and took a sip, then said, "How is Junyu?"
Chapter completed!