"In the future, if this king sees you running to trouble Xiao Meow, the consequences are not something you can afford." Bei Minglun hugged Mu Xiaomeow with one hand, flicked his long sleeves, and left with Xiaocui.

"That slut!" Madame Yu's eyes were full of hatred, a pair of white and tender hands were tightly clenched together, and the long pointed nails were deeply carved into the palms, leaving a few drops of bright red blood.

Mrs. Liang was not relieved by Fang Cai's fright, she glanced at the back of Bei Minglun leaving with a trembling voice, and quickly left the place with the old lady, she didn't want to get into trouble anymore.

A little farce passed like this, and how do you know how much trouble Lu Dao caused because of this farce.

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"Brother Lun, what are you doing?" Mu Xiaomeow supported her head with her hands, knelt on the wooden chair, and shook her head and looked at Bei Minglun across the desk.

Bei Minglun rubbed his wrist, then took a pen and dipped it in ink, waving his hand to write on a post. Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes slightly: "Three months ago, a flash report came from Suzhou, saying that there was a serious flood in Suzhou for a generation, and the disaster situation was very serious. My father inexplicably handed over the problem of controlling the flood to this king today, which is really annoying. After speaking, he threw away the wolf pen in his hand, lay on his back on the sandalwood chair, and sighed heavily.

Mu Xiaomeow innocently blinked her eyes a few times, rubbed over and grabbed the post boy and looked at it carefully, and her willow eyebrows curled slightly: "Brother Lun, your method is extremely simple, and there are many shortcomings." He held up the post and waved it in front of Bei Minglun.

"Oh, this king is not a ruler in the first place, and I really don't understand why my father gave this task to this king." Impatiently snatched the post and was stunned by the dense words in the post.

Mu Xiaomeow held her little head, her eyes were dilated, and she didn't know what she was considering.

"Alas, little meow, Brother Lun is hungry, would you like to make something for Brother Lun to eat?" Bei Minglun pushed all the posts to the other side of the desk and looked at Mu Xiaomeow expectantly.

"Little Meow is willing..."Mu Xiaomeow raised her little chin indifferently, and added a few words again in Bei Minglun's starry eyes: "But Little Meow won't do it." "It was a bolt from the blue.

Bei Minglun twitched the corners of his mouth, looking at Mu Xiaomeow, who was smiling extremely brightly in front of him, with black lines on his head, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

"Lord Wang......" A hurried call came from the door of the study, accompanied by the sound of rapid and messy footsteps.