Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 250 Little Servant 29

Because Yu Mu's body was not fully recovered, Li Peijun only restrained himself and asked him once, then picked him up and took him to the bathhouse to wash.

Yu Mu leaned tiredly on Li Peijun's shoulder and didn't know when he fell asleep.

When he woke up again, Li Peijun was no longer in the bedroom.

Yu Mu looked down at the marks on his body, with no emotion in his eyes.

She just dreamed of her husband again. Her husband said that he was too cold down there and asked him to come down quickly to accompany him.

Yu Mu lowered his eyes and thought, it will be soon, he will be here soon...

"Mumu, what are you daydreaming about?" Li Peijun's voice suddenly came to my ears.

Li Peijun walked in at some point and gently touched Yu Mu's cheek with his warm, slender hand.

"Are you hungry? I have asked the servants to prepare food."

As he spoke, Li Peijun couldn't help but lower his head and kissed him on the forehead, then he hugged him in his arms, hugged his waist, and said stickyly: "I just left for a while, and I miss Mumu. How can I live without Mumu in the future..."

Yu Mu leaned on his shoulder and said, "No."

He thought coldly, that kind of thing will never happen.

Li Peijun didn't seem to understand his hidden meaning. He rubbed his neck affectionately and asked, "Does your body still hurt? It's all my fault for being too excited today and not being careful enough."

Yu Mu: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

No matter how painful it is, it can never be as painful as it was back then.

Li Peijun hugged him quietly for a while, and suddenly said: "Mumu, are you willing to be my queen?"

Yu Mu was silent for a while.

"it is good……"

"Mumu, I love you..."

Yu Mu: “Yeah.”

Love?

Why could he still say this word to him?

It's so hypocritical and disgusting.

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Ever since Yu Mu promised Li Peijun that she would be his queen, Li Peijun began to prepare for the coronation ceremony without stopping.

When the imperial edict was issued, all the civil and military officials were horrified and shouted in unison that this was unacceptable and begged Li Peijun to revoke the imperial edict.

Faced with opposition from all officials, Li Peijun still insisted on his own way.

The teahouse a few days later.

The storyteller fanned himself, slapped the table, and said with an exaggerated expression: "Everyone present here may not know that there is an extraordinary story in our Liyue country!!"

After saying this, he paused, arousing people's curiosity.

The tea drinkers discussed: "What is it? Do you know?"

"I don't know. Don't keep me in suspense. Just finish your story. I have other things to do."

"Yeah, yeah, go ahead."

The storyteller looked at the curious tea drinkers below and then began to tell the story: "Our Emperor Le Viet is going to marry a man as his empress. And I heard that the man was born in a humble family and was a beggar in the past!"

Hearing the exclamations from below, the storyteller smiled and continued in a rhythmic voice: "You probably didn't expect that this man is not a simple person. Before being favored by Emperor Li Yue, he was the wife of Prime Minister Shen!"

"As soon as Prime Minister Shen died, his wife became the queen. This is absurd."

"A few days ago, when the imperial edict came out, the whole court was in an uproar, and the ministers who stood up to oppose it have all retired and returned home."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands and said, "This future queen looks like Pan An in the world. She is so beautiful that people will fall in love with her at first sight. Otherwise, the emperor would not have made an exception and appointed a male queen..."

After listening to this, the tea drinkers couldn't help but discuss: "This is really something we have never heard of or seen before. It really broadened our horizons today."

"But doesn't this mean that our Emperor Li Yue has no heirs? What should we do in the future?"

"It's not our turn to worry about this. I don't think a man can be so devoted. Today he's the queen, tomorrow he's the imperial concubine. Are you still worried about not having children?"

"Really? What's so good about a grown man like this? He doesn't want to have such a delicate girl."

"The habit of being a homosexual is against human ethics..."

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The day before the empress's coronation ceremony, Yu Mu pushed open the door of the imperial study and walked in.

Li Peijun put down his painting pen, walked forward, took Yu Mu's hand, and walked to the desk.

"looks like?"

Li Peijun asked, looking at the painting in front of him.

Yu Mu lowered his eyes, glanced at the person in the painting who was smiling happily, and slowly uttered a word: "Like."

But it doesn’t look like it.

Li Peijun said with a hint of smile in his voice: "This was when I first met Mumu. I was wondering how there could be such a lovely person in the world..."

Yu Mu listened to Li Peijun silently without saying a word.

As Li Peijun was speaking, his voice suddenly lowered, and the smile in his eyes seemed to be covered by a mist, making it unclear.

"Tomorrow is the Queen's coronation ceremony, are you looking forward to it?"

Yu Mu hummed and whispered, "Tonight is my birthday, can you have a drink with me?"

Li Peijun was stunned for a moment, and he looked down at Yu Mu's head, unable to see what expression he had.

His heart choked and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Is it time to come?

He had been deceiving himself these past few days. How could he forget that Yu Mu hated him...

why?

Yu Mu was just given a bun by Shen Yunwen that year, but he became so devoted to him.

Why didn’t he meet Yu Mu earlier?

I really can't accept this.

Li Peijun didn't know how he agreed. He picked up Yu Mu, put him on the desk, and took off Yu Mu's clothes.

He replied, "Okay."

He kissed Yu Mu's exposed skin with such force and ferocity that it seemed as if he wanted to eat Yu Mu up.

He endured the pain in his heart and replied softly, "Okay."

As long as it is your request, no matter what it is, I will satisfy it.

Yu Mu grabbed the corner of the table, his body trembled, and his eyes turned red.

The palace guards outside heard the noise inside, but still stood there without changing their expressions.

After two hours, Yu Mu looked at Li Peijun, grabbed his arm and shook his head at him.

If he continued like this, he felt he would die here.

Li Peijun looked at Yu Mu, who had limp into a puddle, stopped, wiped the sweat off his body, and helped him put on his clothes.

He whispered, "I'm sorry."

Yu Mu looked at him in a daze for a moment: "I'll go back first."

"Okay, I'll have someone take it to you."

Li Peijun stared at Yu Mu's departing figure for a long time before he withdrew his gaze.

He looked at the messy table, and after a moment of silence, he asked the palace servants to come and clean it up.

After cleaning up, Li Peijun picked up the painting beside him and traced it with his fingertips. His movements were gentle, as if he was treating a treasure.

Then he closed his eyes and sighed.

"Mumu..."

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

The emperor, who was high above everyone else, had moisture in the corners of his eyes, making it hard to tell what he was thinking.

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