novelaction Chapter 115 The Prime Minister is actually a woman, and His Majesty the Emperor drools over her.
Chapter 115 The Prime Minister is actually a woman, and His Majesty the Emperor drools over her.
Wow... this man is so shameless!
She inwardly groaned, her cheeks instantly turning bright red, like ripe apples.
Because she was unable to breathe normally for a long time, she only felt tightness in her chest and dizziness.
He keenly sensed her discomfort and slowly released his hold on her.
Looking at her chest heaving rapidly due to lack of oxygen, he couldn't help but gently scold her, "What a silly girl, you don't even know how to breathe. Do you really want to suffocate yourself to death?"
After saying that, he gently stroked her swollen lips with his fingers, his eyes full of pity.
She opened her mouth wide, greedily inhaling the hard-won oxygen.
This continued for quite a while, until the feeling of suffocation finally gradually dissipated.
"I...I've never had this kind of experience with another man, so naturally I don't know how to breathe properly."
Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, but he heard it clearly.
He was filled with joy, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.
He knew that his beloved Mu Mu was trapped in the palace all day long and had always been disguised as a man, so how could he have such an experience?
"It's alright, baby. We'll practice more in the future. I believe it won't be long before our Mumu masters the skills. You said you needed something, what is it?"
As he spoke, he gently lifted her delicate chin, forcing her to raise her head and meet his loving gaze.
She lowered her eyes slightly and said timidly, "I...I want to go home and stay for a while, is that alright?"
Before the words were even finished, without even a moment's thought, Mu Chenfeng answered decisively, "No, I absolutely disagree!"
"Why? Not only will I bother you by being here, but other people will also gossip and spread rumors. Do you really want people pointing fingers and talking about you behind your back?"
She explained anxiously, as if afraid that the man would cause any trouble or annoyance.
In her heart, his safety and feelings always came first.
"I am the Son of Heaven, and all people under Heaven must respect and fear me. How can I allow others to speak ill of me behind my back!"
If any fool dares to speak ill of me, I will ruthlessly rip out their tongues!
The emperor spoke with a serious expression. Upon hearing this, Mu Wanwan trembled and thought to herself, "This really is the emperor. His methods are so ruthless. He's willing to pull out people's tongues at the drop of a hat." She couldn't help but shudder.
"Your injuries need to heal to at least seven or eight tenths before you can leave. I have to watch over you. How can you be my woman if you don't recover?"
The domineering emperor left Wanwan sighing helplessly.
The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window and fell upon the dragon bed.
The emperor rose early to go to the court to handle state affairs, but a certain incident caused a great uproar.
Minister Zhao Yihan surprisingly brought up the matter of Mu Wanwan staying overnight in the emperor's palace the previous night in front of all the ministers, and expressed his dissatisfaction with it.
Upon hearing this, the emperor's face darkened instantly, and he looked sharply at Zhao Yihan.
"Why should I explain my actions to you? Prime Minister Mu risked her life to save me, even disregarding her own. I am not a cold-blooded animal. What is wrong with letting her recuperate in my place? I think only Minister Zhao in the entire court has any objections to this matter."
After the emperor uttered these words, the court fell silent, and no one dared to say another word.
After all, everyone was well aware of the emperor's authority, and the slightest carelessness could lead to their death.
"Your Majesty, I dare not! Please forgive me, Your Majesty, for I was only thinking of Your Majesty's reputation!" Zhao Yihan had no choice but to shut up.
"Grand Commandant Zhao, if it were you who shielded me from the arrow, I would bring you to my palace and take care of you personally."
You and Prime Minister Mu are my right-hand men. I would be saddened if either of you were injured because of me.
Therefore, Zhao Taiwei must learn to put himself in others' shoes. In my eyes, Prime Minister Mu is not only the Prime Minister of my Wu Dynasty, but also my savior, Mu Chenfeng.
Anyone who brings this up again will be executed without mercy!
Zhao Yihan frowned, pondering to himself. He never expected that Mu Chenfeng would openly defend Prime Minister Mu in the imperial court.
This unexpected situation forced him to launch his meticulously planned conspiracy ahead of schedule.
Meanwhile, Mu Wanwan lived on the emperor's territory, enjoying a life of luxury while recuperating from her injuries, with everything done for her.
She was probably the only concubine in history to be served by the emperor.
Even more unexpectedly, the person who served her diligently every day was actually the current emperor!
"Mumu, it's time to take your medicine!"
The emperor, dressed in a dragon robe, carefully carried a bowl of steaming hot medicine to Mu Wanwan and spoke softly.
"Mmm..." Mu Wanwan responded coquettishly, then lazily sat up from the soft couch.
A moment later, the emperor took a clean silk handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from Mu Wanwan's forehead, asking with concern, "Mu Mu, does the wound still hurt? Should we apply some more medicine?"
"It's alright, thanks to Your Majesty's meticulous care." Mu Wanwan gazed at the Emperor with tender affection, her face beaming with a happy smile.
Immediately afterwards, the emperor ordered his men to place a sumptuous meal on the table. He gently helped Mu Wanwan to sit down at the table, picked up a piece of tender and juicy fish and placed it in her bowl, smiling as he said, "Mu Mu, try this fish. I specially ordered the imperial chef to make it for you to nourish your body."
After the meal, a plate of fresh, juicy fruit was presented to Mu Wanwan. The emperor carefully selected a crystal-clear grape, peeled it himself, and held it to her lips, saying affectionately, "Mu Mu, have a grape to quench your thirst."
This must be the day Mu Chenfeng called her by her nickname the most recently, as he was busy taking care of her all day long.
She repeatedly refused his care, but he persisted, busy as ever. Day after day, under his meticulous care, Mu Wanwan's health recovered fairly well.
Mu Wanwan stayed cooped up in her room all day, feeling like she was about to get moldy and grow hairy.
Unable to bear it any longer, she called over her maid, Cui'er, and asked her to help her walk in the back garden to clear her head and get some fresh air.
The master and servant walked slowly along the path in the back garden, enjoying the breathtaking scenery as they strolled along.
"Master, look! This butterfly is so beautiful!"
Following the direction Cui'er pointed, one could see a butterfly leisurely resting on a beautiful, vibrant flower.
Butterflies have a pair of deep blue, jewel-like wings. When the wings are spread out, they resemble two exquisite and beautiful folding fans, shimmering with a mesmerizing light as they gently flutter, captivating all who behold them.
Mu Wanwan has always loved these flowers and plants. Now, seeing the beautiful butterfly perched on top of the flower, she stared at it intently, as if the whole world had been reduced to this exquisite scene.
Just then, a discordant voice suddenly rang out: "Oh, who do we have here? It's none other than Prime Minister Mu, the one who shamelessly lingers in the Emperor's palace and refuses to leave!"