Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

After all, Lu Youyou didn't reminisce about the past with Wang Luo for too long. The two briefly chatted a few words about each other's daily life in the past two years in the Yin Gong Hall where they were still thinking about the afterimage. The space in this stone chamber structure began to rumble, and some fine stone powder dust also began to appear. Falling from the cracks in the masonry.

It seemed as if the building was about to collapse and the rare moment of peace was coming to an end.

Lu Youyou's face suddenly showed bitterness and helplessness: "I finally came."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard several soft but rapid knocks on the door outside the stone door.

This sudden sound fell in the afterimage of the mind that should be isolated from the outside world. It was simply terrifying, weird, and chilling. However, Wang Luo's heart moved and he guessed the answer that made people laugh or cry.

"Mo Yu?"

Lu Youyou subconsciously raised her index finger: "Shh..."

Coupled with Lu Youyou's petite figure, she looked like a truant child who was found by her parents.

But after a while, there was no sound in the room, and it became quiet outside the door, as if the visitor had gone. At this time, Lu Youyou sighed and took the initiative to open the stone door.

Sure enough, Mo Yu, the chief manager of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, was quietly guarding the door. When Lu Youyou took the initiative to open the door, he suddenly showed a gentle and gratified smile.

"Your Majesty, there will be a report meeting of the Donggu Desolation Army in the afternoon. The recorders have prepared relevant materials. Please take the time to review them."

His tone was gentle and his voice was melodious. Although he was reporting official matters, he did not submit the official document immediately. Instead, he brought a pot of tea and a plate of snacks in front of him.

However, when Lu Youyou saw his favorite green fruit cake with white flower tea, he frowned slightly: "I don't have much appetite right now."

But Mo Yu insisted: "It's better to eat some. They are your favorite food, Lord."

"After eating, we have to go to work. You have been following this routine for a year, and all the delicacies have become tasteless."

Mo Yu smiled and said: "Since all the delicacies are the same, please let the Lord have a snack as soon as possible, and then follow me back to the Golden Deer Hall to host the meeting."

With that said, he moved the teapot and snack plate forward on the tray. The smile on her face was still gentle and elegant, but in Wang Luo's eyes, she already looked like the administrator of a breeding farm.

Lu Youyou had no choice but to blow out a stream of fragrant air from his mouth, and rolled the scented tea and cake together. The spiritual essence in it was dissolved into pure essence and filled into the body, and a mechanical smile of satisfaction naturally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After filling his stomach in the way of cultivating social animals, Lu Youyou took another step forward and disappeared from the stone room without a trace, leaving only a message in the ascension record for Wang Luo: "Wait for the mirage in two days. I’ll come see you again when it’s released.”

After Lu Youyou left, the scene of the stone chamber of the Yin Gong Hall began to recede like a tide, revealing its original appearance. Mo Yu, who was beside him, was not in a hurry to leave with Lu Youyou, but stopped where he was, with the tenderness of a breeder on his face turning into bitterness.

Wang Luo glimpsed from the corner of his eye that when she had just handed the feed to Lu Youyou, her nails had clearly cut her hand, but the blood was held tightly and did not flow out, but the pain was self-evident. Obviously, this urgent rush to work was really not what she wanted.

"Your Majesty, the past two years have been very hard."

After a moment of silence, Mo Yu spoke softly. She didn't look at Wang Luo, but she was clearly telling him.

"The development of Rong City is a major event for the Immortal Alliance. The Lord of the Kingdom, she started planning for it five hundred years ago, and the closer the matter comes, the more complicated and laborious the matters... After the chaos in Rong City, she did not dare to relax , many things that were originally left to others have also been handled by herself, and Yueyang's removal of waste is even more complicated. Lord Butian cooperates in every possible way, but after all, it is impossible to gain the trust of the king, so she is more responsible for Yueyang's affairs than before. Pay attention to more... Especially when Mountain Lord You went to Yueyang in person and unexpectedly fell asleep. Although the Lord had obtained the Lord's will at that time, he could not help but worry about her for a long time. No matter how high her cultivation level was, the past two years had been very hard. ”

As he spoke, Mo Yu could hardly control the blood dripping from his palm.

"As the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, I should have solved your problems and tried my best to make her life easier and more comfortable. But your Excellency... solemnly entrusted me with this embarrassing task. She said, now Although the Immortal Alliance is big, I am the only one who dares to correct her mistakes directly and spur her not to be lazy..."

Hearing this, Wang Luo couldn't help but feel emotional.

It's certainly not easy for Lu Youyou, who works overtime, but Mo Yu's pressure is probably not easy at all. According to her temperament, she personally pushed her most beloved king into the conference room for a fierce battle. How could she stay out of it? The white flower tea and green fruit cake must be kept aside at all times. She had to accompany Lu Youyou when he was working, but when Lu Youyou was resting, it was difficult for her to rest with him.

In the past two years, Lu Youyou has only developed a habit of being frightened and subconsciously pretending not to be there, but the chief executive of the Ministry of Internal Affairs clearly relies on makeup to cover up the dull luster of his skin.

However, what can Wang Luo say about this?

Don't worry, I will take over your work from now on. You can rest peacefully... When he said this, Mo Yu was about to fight him on the spot.

If Lu Youyou is said to be forging ahead and enduring hardships. Mo Yu definitely enjoys suffering and enjoys it. It hurts her to push Lu Youyou to work overtime, but being entrusted with the important task of pushing her does not make her, the number one die-hard deer in the world, feel extremely honored. Woolen cloth?

Every person in power can't wait to tell the world about the weight and hardship of power, and from time to time they will talk about yearning for ordinary people. But it is absolutely impossible for them to relieve themselves of their heavy responsibilities and return to ordinary life.

At this time, Mo Yu did not follow Lu Youyou back to the Golden Deer Hall, but stayed here to tell him about the hard work of the master and servant in the past two years. Was it for the desire to confide, or for recognition? But it was more like...

Thinking of this, Wang Luo couldn't help laughing.

In the past fifteen years, he actually witnessed a similar case with his own eyes. The Saint and the Senior Sister suffered a lot and worked hard to transform the Jingyi Pool. There were so many twists and turns that even the Senior Sister's temper would inevitably be discouraged and make trouble - not to mention that even if she was not discouraged, she would often jump out of control. Although the Saint has cultivated her character for hundreds of years and can calmly face the advent of the heavenly calamity and the fall of the mountain gate, she has repeatedly had the impulse of "why don't I rebel" after partnering with Lu Zhiyao for several years.

Fifteen years of close relationship is naturally accompanied by countless frictions, and when the contradictions are brewing to a certain stage, they will be intensified. How did the two deal with it at that time?

It's very simple, just do something that makes Wang Luo less willing to share perceptions with them.

No matter how much emotion is accumulated, it is not worth mentioning in the immortal time after venting. After everyone calmed down, they were still good sisters who practiced Jing Yichi together, and it was no problem to take another three years of classes.

"So, Manager Mo, have you ever considered recruiting a male concubine?"