novelaction Chapter 123 The Prime Minister is actually a woman, and His Majesty the Emperor drools over her.
Chapter 123 The Prime Minister is actually a woman, and His Majesty the Emperor drools over her.
Who would have thought that the person blushing and asking her a coquettish question was the emperor, the supreme ruler of the land.
"Chenfeng, I haven't abandoned you! Look, aren't we together now?"
Anyway, he was quite drunk, and she was too lazy to follow any of the ancient palace rules and etiquette anymore. She had to be so proper in everything she said and did all day long; it was exhausting!
Suddenly he flipped her over and pinned her down, looking down at her with a sly gaze.
"Mumu, I feel so bad, can you help me!?"
He took her hand and led her to a mysterious place. She was terrified and struggled to pull her hand away, but the despicable Mu Chenfeng didn't give her the chance.
She finally understood what a hot potato was, something she couldn't get rid of.
"Mumu, please help me, you're all I have left!"
Mu Wanwan turned her head to the side, pretending to be angry and ignoring her, and forcefully pulled her hand back.
"You're just trying to fool me. You just dined with Consort Xiao, and now you're saying only I can help you. You're full of lies. I won't fall for it."
Mu Chenfeng propped himself up on the bed with his left hand and raised his right hand to swear an oath to the heavens.
"I was just placating her; I had absolutely no improper thoughts about her. Going to dinner with her was merely a temporary measure. If I'm lying, may I be struck by lightning!"
Mu Wanwan immediately raised her hand and covered his lips, "I believe you, okay? You are the Emperor, how can you make such a curse and oath so casually! What if you really get struck by lightning!"
He pulled Wanwan's hand to his lips and kissed it. "My dear Mumu, although my body is burning with heat from the nuptial wine, my mind is still clear. I know I can't stay in Consort Xiao's palace. I must insist on returning to be with you. All I want is you!"
Mu Wanwan reached out and stroked his angular face. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat; his patience had reached its limit.
"Sweetie, Mumu, can I?"
His right hand had unknowingly reached her belt. He asked if it was alright, inserted his fingers into the belt, hooked it slightly, and then waved his hand. The belt flew through the air and then slowly landed on the ground.
"I...I'm afraid of pain!"
He gently pulled off the headband on her head, and her long, smooth, black hair fell down, making her delicate face even more beautiful and charming.
She always presented herself as a man, never wearing any makeup, yet her simple clothes and plain appearance still made her breathtakingly beautiful.
"Mumu, be good. I will be gentle and won't hurt you."
He kissed the scar she had left from shielding him from an arrow, and she covered it with her hand, saying, "Don't look, it's ugly!"
He didn't seem to care. He slowly moved his small hand away, revealing her scar again, and kissed it without any hesitation, each kiss filled with tenderness.
"Mmm..." She bit her lip, trying not to make a sound, but the more she tried to do so, the less he could control himself.
With the nuptial wine and her tacit approval, his once innocent eyes suddenly reddened, and his outer garment was torn to shreds...
Mu Chenfeng's sweat dripped down his cheeks and onto her chest...
"pain……"
The descriptions in the book are all lies! It's not that pleasurable at all! Ouch! That damned Mu Chenfeng! Wasn't it supposed to be gentle? This is anything but gentle, you liar, boohoo...
Her tears never stopped. Despite his gentle coaxing and soothing words, her actions were tireless and contradicted his words. In less than half an hour, her voice was hoarse beyond recognition.
"Mumu, I would rather betray the world than betray you!"
Under his vow, he took her to the mountaintop time and time again to enjoy the beauty she had never experienced before.
Despite her crying and begging for mercy, he held her waist firmly, refusing to move an inch.
(Imagine it! Imagine it! Imagine it! I have to say it three times!)
When he first tasted meat, he was as excited as a young boy, and he was still not satisfied.
The eunuch Qian, who was standing guard outside the door, was beaming with joy. He had served the emperor for so many years, and today the emperor had finally become a real man.
The spirit of the retired emperor can now rest in peace.
Afterwards, Mu Chenfeng gently and carefully cleaned every inch of her skin to keep her dry and comfortable before she fell asleep, so as to avoid any discomfort.
When he saw the pink plum blossoms on her body, he couldn't help but smile. These were evidence of their lovemaking, his own personal mark.
After everything was settled, he lay down beside her, but after winning the heart of his beauty, he found it difficult to fall asleep.
So he stared at Mu Wanwan's stunning face with a smile, as if he could never tire of looking at her. He gently stroked her cheek with his fingers and murmured to himself, "I'm sorry, Mu Mu!"
In fact, he didn't have to drink the nuptial wine bestowed by the Empress Dowager. Since the Empress Dowager was willing to grant his wish, he simply went along with it. His Mu Mu would certainly not be able to bear seeing him suffer even a little bit, so he used the power of the nuptial wine to despicably turn Mu Mu into his own person and forcibly bind the two of them together.
Thinking that Mu Mu would be his woman in the future, he happily closed his eyes and fell asleep with her.
In the middle of the night, Mu Chenfeng felt as if he were holding a fireball. He woke up as if from a dream and quickly sat up in bed to check on Mu Mu, who was sleeping soundly beside him.
Mu Wanwan's cheeks were flushed, her lips and teeth were dry, and her forehead and body were burning hot, clearly indicating a high fever.
He shouted anxiously, "Summon the imperial physician immediately!"
Mu Wanwan was in a daze, feeling as if she were walking on cotton, or floating lightly in the air.
He thought it was a recurrence of her wound infection causing a high fever, but the examination didn't seem to confirm it. Unable to find the cause of the illness, he paced anxiously back and forth in front of the bed.
The imperial physician rushed to the bedside in a panic. Under the emperor's supervision, he dared not be negligent for a moment and began to take Mu Wanwan's pulse through the bed curtains.
"Your Majesty, it seems that Prime Minister Mu has an infection caused by a wound. May I examine him carefully so that I can prescribe the right medicine?"
Mu Chenfeng kicked the imperial physician to the ground, "How dare you! How dare you look at Prime Minister Mu's body? Stop with your scheming!"
The imperial physician scrambled to his feet, repeatedly kowtowing to the ground. "Your Majesty, please forgive me! This servant dared not have any improper thoughts about Prime Minister Mu! This servant only thought that since Prime Minister Mu is a man, this servant could examine him. Please, Your Majesty, investigate thoroughly."
Mu Chenfeng coughed awkwardly. He seemed to have forgotten that none of these people knew that Mu Mu was a girl.
"What use are you to me? Let me take your pulses again!"
The imperial physician had no choice but to obey the emperor's orders and took Mu Wanwan's pulse again. Afterward, the physician gave the emperor a bottle of medicine.
The Emperor personally handled Prime Minister Mu's matter. This time, the Imperial Physician was very astute. "Your Majesty, Prime Minister Mu must have a wound on his body. Please examine it carefully and apply this medicine to the wound three times a day. It should heal in two or three days."