The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

Feng Muyan paused as he was about to drink tea, glanced at Yuan Qiu's colorful face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Sister Mozhu, brother-in-law, you don't have to be afraid. Amu is not angry at all. If he was really angry, he would kill the person with one move." Song Yunli patted Mozhu's back comfortingly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yuan Qiu swallowed hard.

After the meal, everyone talked a lot, and Song Yunli finally learned about some of the things that happened back then.

Back then, Feng Yixuan hurriedly ran into Song Yunshi's bedroom and pulled her to escape through the back door. However, according to Feng Yixuan's original intention, several personal maids around her were to die, because this matter was of great importance and no word of it could escape.

Later, unable to bear Song Yunshi's pleading, Feng Yixuan agreed to let her take one of them away. After thinking for a long time, she finally took Mo Zhu away in tears.

But after leaving the palace, Feng Yixuan did not let Mo Zhu continue to follow them. Instead, he gave her a sum of money and let her find her own way to start a family and have children.

After the master and servant said goodbye in tears, Mo Zhu carried her bag and headed towards her hometown. However, she was chased by someone less than half an hour after she started walking. In her panic, she fell into a raging river and was washed away to a very far place.

At that time, Yuan Qiu was still a pirate on the sea. Since he had few followers and his martial arts skills were only mediocre, he was always suppressed by some pirates in other seas.

In order to prevent his men from going hungry, he often secretly went fishing at sea alone to make money.

That day he felt a fish caught in the net, he reached out and pulled it and found it was very heavy. He was delighted and thought it must be a very big fish, so he tore off his clothes and started to drag it with his bare chest. But when he dragged the fish to the side of the boat, he was stunned!

After a period of time, Yuan Qiu, this rough man, changed his previous sloppy image and paid great attention to Mo Zhu. He served her tea, water, porridge and medicine every day without asking anyone else for help. In the end, he finally won the beauty.

"Sister Mozhu, I just heard you mention the children, but why are they nowhere to be seen?" Song Yunli asked in confusion.

"This restaurant is a place for making a living. The children should be at their home two streets away right now." Mo Zhu felt embarrassed when the word "making a living" was mentioned. He glared at Yuan Qiu fiercely, thinking that he should do such robbing instead of doing good business.

"Since you have a means of livelihood, why do you still do these unjust things?" Feng Muyan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"To be honest, Yuan Qiu is really not cut out for business. He has lost a lot of money since he took over this restaurant. So he often robs some local gentry and wealthy people without telling me. Of course, he is not successful many times. Sometimes, in order to save him, I have to give money to the government, but he just can't change!" As Mo Zhu spoke, his eyes began to redden.

Seeing his wife so sad, Yuan Qiu lowered his head in shame. He just wanted her and the children to live a better life. It was all his fault.

Song Yunli took out a bag of gold leaves and handed it to Mo Zhu, chuckling and advising, "Sister Mo Zhu, don't be anxious. You can't rush to run a restaurant. You need to have a strategy that suits your own development, and you also need to win word of mouth through some means. Later, I will write some basic methods for running a restaurant and a plan for the next five years for my brother-in-law. As long as you follow them, you won't make a loss even if you don't make much money."

"No... Miss Yunli, I..." Seeing Song Yunli's warning look, Mo Zhu immediately changed her words and said, "I can't take Miss Yunli's gold leaf, I can't..."