In this era, people are born into different classes. Even in modern times, everyone is equal, but how should true equality be defined? People with money and power are naturally superior to others, not to mention that in this backward place in all aspects, the class gap is even more obvious.
Zhang Yiyao opened the door, holding a little girl who was a little over one year old in her arms. She grabbed the woman's hair from time to time and looked at Ge Luo who was standing in front of the door. Her original worried look disappeared instantly. She said excitedly: "Brother Luo, you are back, it's good to be back, it's good to be back!"
Goro looked at the thatched hut in front of him and could smell a sour odor from time to time. He had been thinking about Mo Yu's words all the way. When he saw his wife at this moment, there was determination in his eyes.
Ge Luo: "Yiyao, I have something to tell you."
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An hour later, Goro's family of three appeared in front of the gate of Weiwuhou Mansion.
Just a quarter of an hour after Mo Yu returned to the palace, the food was on the table. Mo Ranran was busy with small things, placing the dishes that Mo Yu liked in places where he could reach them.
Mo Yu smiled and looked at Mo Ranran: "Okay, just sit down and rest for a while, the servants will do these things."
Mo Ranran nodded, stretched out his hand to take the last dish, and said: "Brother, this is the medicinal food I stewed specially for you, it will replenish your body."
Yuzi and Yuzhu, who had been serving on the side, tactfully placed the soup bowl in front of Mo Ranran.
Mo Ranran waved her hand and asked the two of them to go down. She didn't like being served while eating.
Mo Yu felt more relieved when he saw Mo Ranran, who was obviously more cheerful in the past two days. Fortunately, Wei Xiongfeng's incident did not leave a shadow in her heart.
Mo Yu: "Ran Ran, how are they serving us?"
Mo Ranran nodded cheerfully: "Sure! They all look like loyal people."
Mo Yu drank the medicinal food that Mo Ranran had prepared for him, and then he continued slowly, "That's good. Yu Zi and Yu Zhu are both trustworthy people. They also know some Kung Fu skills. No matter what the matter is, we can let them handle it."
Mo Yu's words were too light-hearted. He specially selected these two people from the secret guards to protect Mo Ranran and prevent any accidents from happening again.
The two men were drinking tea to relieve their greasiness after their meal when a servant came to report that a man who claimed to be Goro was outside the door with his wife and daughter asking to see him.
Mo Yu chuckled: "They came pretty quickly, bring them over!"
Goro was led by his servants to the hall and knelt down directly: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you!"
Mo Yu nodded in satisfaction, but didn't say much. He just said, "Okay, since you have made your choice, I have only one request, which is that you must be absolutely loyal to me. Can you do it?"
Goro said firmly: "I, Goro, can do it!"
Mo Yu: "Okay, from now on you will be my personal bodyguard. Ranran, you are more familiar with the affairs of the mansion, arrange a courtyard for the three of them."
Mo Ranran nodded and said, "Then let's live in Biyuan." Then he left with Goro's family of three.
Biyuan is located in the outer courtyard, and it is convenient for Goro to enter and exit on weekdays.
"Guard Ge, you guys can stay here."
After Mo Ranran finished speaking, he touched the little girl's fair cheek with interest: "Madam's child is really cute, how old is it?"
Zhang Yiyao was very nervous when she saw the magnificent mansion, and she didn't dare to speak until she saw Mo Ranran being so friendly. Then she relaxed a little: "To answer the young lady, Yanyan is now one and a half years old."