The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law Chapter 942 - 942 936 Kill the Donkey as Soon as the Grindin

942: Chapter 936: Kill the Donkey as Soon as the Grinding is Done 942: Chapter 936: Kill the Donkey as Soon as the Grinding is Done “I’m not going; I don’t have the ti,” she refused flatly, “You tell Lun Yu to go.

After all, he is the idlest one in this yard.”

Gu Youyou sighed, “It would be good if he could go, but unfortunately, he’s being wanted and can’t leave the city.

You’re the only one I trust here who can leave the residence without having to report.

Hurry up, be obedient!”

“What are you all talking about ?” It was Lun Yu, who had nothing to do, that ran in.

“You’ve been looking so sullen these past few days.

Co on, spill it.

What’s got you down?

Share it with ; maybe I’ll get a kick out of it.”

Gu Youyou’s expression darkened as she said, “Go away, I don’t have the ti to tell you stories.”

“I’m sincerely trying to help you with your troubles, why don’t you appreciate that?”

These past few days, Lun Yu was so bored it was painful.

He and Yin Shuang were brought in together, and Gu Youyou, fearing he would give himself away, kept him under close watch in the inner courtyard, thus he wasn’t given any tasks to do.

He just really wanted to find sothing to do.

The pen in Searcy’s hand didn’t stop as she simply said, “She wants to enter the Imperial Palace to inquire about Jin Zijin’s matter, can you help her?”

“Enter the Imperial Palace?” Hearing these words, his eyes seed to light up.

Ah, how could he not have thought about entering the palace?

Let the Emperor search for him everywhere—the most dangerous place could also be the safest.

Besides, entering the palace didn’t even require washing his face; it indeed seed like a good place.

Rubbing his chin with a smirk, he said, “Sure, I’ll help you make a trip to the Imperial Palace.

By the way, it’s been a long ti since I last saw Zijin.”

Gu Youyou: “…” How could she not have thought of having Lun Yu disguise himself and sneak in?

It was indeed a plan.

“Alright then, think about who you could disguise as to enter the palace.

When you see him…

never mind, just go check on him, no need to carry any ssages.”

She was just letting her mind wander too much because of the lack of news; knowing he was alright would put her at ease.

Gu Youyou then sorted out the accounts again and threw them on Searcy’s desk, “You still need to go out of the city.

If not to Sanqing Temple, then make a trip to Jinxiu City.

These are the ledgers; deliver them to Miss Du.”

Searcy: “…

You’re already treating like a maid.”

“I can’t let you live here for free; you have to work.

Look how much silver you’ve wasted on these things you’re studying.

Every single one cost a fortune.”

“You’re an ingrate.

When the poison in your body was not yet cured, why didn’t you grumble about the silver wasted on these studies?

You even said that no matter how poor we get, we can’t skimp on this laboratory.”

“But I asked you to research things that save lives, and you bloody researched a bunch of poisons that harm people.

Tell , are the materials for the antibiotics ready?”

The two of them were now arguing so heatedly that it looked like a fight could break out any mont, and Xiang Chun, carrying a tray of pastries, watched from a distance, then turned and went back.

She was not about to be caught in the crossfire; better to stay as far away as possible.

Arguing with Searcy had sohow beco an indispensable part of Gu Youyou’s dull life.

She often lanted the waste of her youth; how much better it would have been to use that ti to make money.

…

Jin Moning put down his writing brush and gently took a sip from the cup of tea on his desk, his brow slightly furrowed.

Eunuch Wan attended by his side, busily taking the freshly written calligraphy from the Emperor.

“Is there sothing troubling Your Majesty?

I see your frown has not lifted.”

The Emperor sighed lowly, without really intending it: “The matters that worry have never ceased.”

Eunuch Wan had been by the Emperor’s side for many years now, having seen him rise from the Crown Prince to the throne, from his youth until his temples turned gray.