Host special pet

Chapter 250
In the evening, Prime Minister Mo returned to the mansion under the heavy rain with exhaustion, and walked into the study.

"Master, the young master is awake." The butler took Prime Minister Mo's official hat, and respectfully ordered his attendants to change out of the official uniform that had been beaten to death by the rain.

Prime Minister Mo's expression didn't change much, and he asked, "You don't want to take the medicine?"

"My lord forgot about the past, and let someone beat the young lady ten times. The madam is watching the young lady in the young lady's room at the moment, and the dinner is not served. For some reason, this matter has been spread." The housekeeper continued. , the face is still respectful, just say the words, just like talking about an ordinary thing, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Forget about the past?" The prime minister frowned, and said, "You even hit someone, it's really promising!"

"Let him come to see me!"

"Yes."

"By the way, let's check who passed it on."

"Yes, sir."

Yang Moben was having dinner, and when he heard that the original owner's father was coming back to see her, he thought to himself that it was another scene of pampering concubines and killing wives and daughters-in-law.

When she thought of this, she didn't remember anything anyway, so she ate slowly before going over.

Prime Minister Mo waited for a whole hour, and the meal was finished, before he saw his good son, who came late.

He cast his eyes on the son who walked in at the door, but he didn't speak, nor did he look up.

Yang Mo just stood and didn't speak.When I came here, I heard that the news about her amnesia had been spread, so if she didn't think about it, there were two possibilities.

A good sister did it, and a good system did it.

After a cup of tea passed, Prime Minister Mo flipped through the pages of the book, and then said lightly, "Is everything all right?"

"No." I heard from everyone that it was you who hit it, the hammer you care about now!
"No! You hit someone?"

"I didn't hit it, old man, you are being unreasonable and turning the truth upside down." Yang Mo suffered from amnesia, and also did not regard the person in front of him as the original owner's father.

"You were beaten!" Prime Minister Mo put the book in his hand aside heavily, looked up at him, full of anger: "Mr. Is the ancestral hall not kneeling enough?"

【Eh?What's the matter with you dad?It doesn't sound like I don't like the way you look!How does this seem to teach you? 】

'Yo?There are some discrepancies with the previous ones. '

"I don't remember." Yang Mo stuck out his tongue, lowered his head, and reached out to take a piece of fruit from the table.

"I'm your old man!" Prime Minister Mo almost smashed a teacup at him, he took a deep breath, but still held back: "I don't remember either?"

Yang Mo nodded, and Prime Minister Mo became even angrier when he saw it, and then sighed: "Why didn't you forget about your bad temper too! An eyesore! Get out of here."

Yang Mo reached out and took a piece of fruit, then walked out with a crutch.

After Yang Mo left, the butler came in: "Master."

"Look at him. The northern half of the city has been flooded. In just two days, refugees will gather in the northern city. Don't let him go out and cause trouble again. Otherwise, if the regent comes, he won't be able to save him!"

"Master, the young master just wants to help. This is a good opportunity for the young master to practice."

"Aside from causing trouble! What else would he do? Last time, he made the Prince Regent's concubine selection banquet a mess! If he hadn't been punished to kneel down in the ancestral hall! Now he is placed in the ancestral hall! And last time..."

【What a touching fatherly love this is! ] Outside the door, Yang Mo, who turned back, listened to Prime Minister Mo's words, Qiuqiu was also completely moved, and wiped his tears with a handkerchief.

【The original owner didn't worry Prime Minister Mo a lot, did he? 】

'Sure enough, the northern half of the city was still flooded. '

【What's the meaning?Did the host already know about it? 】

"Inevitably, when entering the northern half of the city, the system will display the half-display fan, and when leaving the northern half of the city, the fan will be displayed again. This transfer station is only a half-display place, not a place for hidden fans. It is strange that it is not flooded.Besides, along the way, is there still little flooded land? '

'And the transfer station of the special examination room has another function, which is also called the knockout competition.If they stay to help the refugees, it will delay time. When the flood floods people into the northern half of the city, those who have not left the northern half of the city will be eliminated. '

[But they saved people!How can the system determine that something is wrong?This doesn't make sense!The system has always been logical. 】

'That's right. Yang Mo looked at the two people inside, and said in a calm tone, "Yes, our mission is to reach Beicheng."For example, in the small world, the system only asks you to complete a strategy strategy task, but the executor must delay the task because it is not a task, or the small world will be lost.So, this is wrong. '

'This is an assessment, not for you to be overly sympathetic. '

[Um...host?Is that you you are talking about?The most... in the small world]

'Shut up, I didn't delay the mission because of other things, and I didn't destroy the small world. '

[Boss said, every time it is you, the host, who makes trouble.besides!The host destroyed one...]

'Did you say it?what world?How can I not remember? 'Yang Mo shook his head with a dazed expression, feeling that there was nothing more to listen to, so he settled down in his own yard.

In the room, she was lying on the bed to get the medicine, while looking at the things in her hand, she asked, "How is my relationship with the prince?"

At noon, she circulated her spiritual energy and was suppressed again. This time it was different from the time in Quanshui Village. Although the recovery was slow then, there was no problem in using it.

But in this examination room, when she used it, her whole body ached, and she almost lost her breath, so she could only give up the method of healing the body with spiritual energy.

"The son and the prince are both students of the Imperial College, but the prince is a eugenic, and the son...study needs to be strengthened."

【slacker student? 】Qiuqiu burst out laughing: 【It's another scumbag setting.The host has read countless times, but every time he pretends to be a poor student!Hahaha! 】

'Do you want to be made into a roasted milk cat? Yang Mo threatened, but she also knew that there were too many things in her head, and it was indeed challenging to pretend to be a scumbag, but!It would be better if you don’t pretend!

How could the prime minister's son be mediocre!

"It's just that the relationship is not good. I know it."

"It's not bad. A few days ago, I saw that the young master didn't go to class, and I came to see the young master. But later, I was dragged to drink tea by the eldest lady. The maidservant saw that the prince came to see the young lady under the excuse that the young master was sick." Ling said bitterly, "How shameless! If the son is replaced by a daughter...humph!"

Yang Mo smiled, Ling has been with the original owner for so many years, presumably the original owner also showed some behavior, making Ling feel that the original owner also likes the prince, but she is a man, so there is nothing she can do.

Although Ling speaks indiscriminately, he is just protecting the Lord, and it is not a bad thing.

late at night.

[Host, go to sleep, your body can't bear it. 】

"The northern half of the city has fallen, and there are more and more refugees. There will be riots in the northern city soon. This must be the branch line of the third floor. I must find a solution." '

【Host!sleep! ] Qiuqiu shook her hand, her eyes were filled with worry: 【I have never seen you working so hard before. 】

'You look like an old woman! Yang Mo rubbed its head and put down the things in his hands. Because of the fatigue from the previous month, he fell asleep as soon as his eyes closed.

Yang Mo didn't realize that after she fell asleep, a person walked into the room, bent over outside the bed curtain, picked up a piece of paper, looked at it in front of his eyes, and casually handed it out on the desk beside him.

He raised his hand to open the bed curtain, looked at the sleeping person for a while, tucked in the quilt, and then disappeared into the darkness.

(End of this chapter)