Even though his tone was a little higher, Concubine Ye was still unmoved, and Su Mohan's patience finally ran out: "Come on." ”

Four maids and a butler hurriedly walked in and stood by the side.

"Pinch her mouth open!" Su Mohan opened his mouth with a gloomy gaze.

The two maids bowed forward and controlled Concubine Ye's two arms respectively, and the other maid pinched her mouth open with both hands.

"Hmm......" Concubine Ye struggled with red eyes, but Su Mohan rudely stuffed the spoon into it: "Swallow it!" ”

Concubine Ye's tongue hurt when the metal spoon hit her, because the movements were too gentle, and some soup water was left on her chin along the corners of her mouth.

Su Mohan's face still hasn't improved, as if his face hasn't been better since Concubine Ye's disappearance, the only difference is probably that he is constantly refreshing his records.

Su Mohan stuffed another spoonful directly into Concubine Ye's mouth, Concubine Ye's eyes were red, and she didn't know where she got the strength, she broke free from the maid's control and knocked over the porridge bowl in Su Mohan's hand.

'Boom! With a bang, the bowl of porridge made of gold leaf fell to the ground, not broken, but the porridge inside spilled on the carpet, staining a large piece.

Su Mohan looked at his empty hand, his eyes fell on the porridge bowl on the ground again, and he stiffly raised his head to meet Concubine Ye's red eyes.

"Su Mohan, let me go." Concubine Ye said with a touch of pleading.

"If you dream, even if you die, you can only die here!" Su Mo refused with a cold smile, and did not hesitate to crush her sweet dream.

Concubine Ye slowly lowered her eyes, returned to her previous posture, turned her head, and kept looking out the window, what should she do? Are you really going to starve to death here? This kind of life is too ridiculous......

Su Mohan looked at Concubine Ye expressionlessly, and said cruelly: "Start giving her glucose and nutrients tonight!" ”

Concubine Ye's body stiffened, and then she heard a 'bang' sound of the door closing.

Concubine Ye curled up, glucose, nutrients ......

How could she forget that there was such a thing to sustain life, could it be that she really had no other way but to continue waiting for this man to get tired of him?

However, she was really afraid that she would fall in love with him......

Su Mohan, who walked out of the room, kicked over four or five vases in the corridor one after another, and the delicate oil paintings on the wall were also torn off by him and fell to the ground.

There was silence on the top floor of the entire dynasty, and no one dared to make the slightest movement, for fear of angering the man.

Su Mohan walked directly to the office at the other end of the corridor, sat in front of the piano, stretched out his ten fingers and wanted to play a tune to calm himself down.

A few incoherent notes gradually flowed through his trembling fingertips, but these notes lasted only a dozen seconds, and Su Mohan's hands slammed on the keys, once seemed to be not enough, twice, three times, four times!

There was a cacophony of cacophony in the huge office, as if to indicate his mood at the moment.

The noisy manic accentuated sound without the slightest tone lasted for more than half an hour before it gradually stopped.

And more than an hour later, Concubine Ye's door was opened again, and a doctor walked in with a medicine box on his back, while Su Mohan walked behind him.

"Miss Ye, I'll give you a bottle of glucose first." The doctor took out the drip bottle and began to take out the needle and prepare the tools.