eurekapd Chapter 102 The Prime Minister is actually a woman, and His Majesty the Emperor drools over her.
Chapter 102 The Prime Minister is actually a woman, and His Majesty the Emperor drools over her.
Based on Mu Wanwan's current knowledge, she believed that ancient emperors definitely had several treacherous ministers around them, and she still trusted the judgment of the previous owner of this body.
Mu Wanwan strongly opposed the emperor's decision, but in reality, it was entirely out of concern and consideration for the emperor's personal safety.
Given the current emperor's arrogant and domineering nature, how could he possibly tolerate anyone daring to openly contradict his decrees in front of the entire court?
Mu Wanwan stood just a few steps away from the emperor, her gaze fixed on his deep and majestic eyes, her eyes brimming with endless resentment and anger.
"Since Your Majesty has made up your mind, this humble subject dares not say anything more. I only hope that when the time comes, Your Majesty will not regret your decision today."
Mu Wanwan bit her lip tightly, her hands trembling slightly, as she bowed to the emperor.
She slowly turned around, walking very quickly with each step, as if afraid to linger in the hall for even a second longer.
As Mu Wanwan walked further and further away, her slender figure gradually disappeared at the end of the palace's deep corridor, leaving only the soft sound of footsteps echoing in the empty hall...
As Mu Chenfeng watched the receding figure, he wondered why a strange feeling was rising in his heart. He reached out and pressed his hand to his heart, taking a deep breath to suppress the unusual sensation.
"So be it, I'll just treat this as a three-day holiday." Mu Wanwan didn't care about him at all. She would enjoy herself for three days. She muttered to herself as she walked. The guards following behind her exchanged glances and looked at each other, not daring to say anything more about the Prime Minister's words.
Mu Wanwan grew up in the palace since childhood. Even though she is now under imperial confinement, the place she lives in is still a mansion within the palace, bestowed upon her by the emperor himself.
"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, you're finally back!"
When her personal maid Cui'er saw Mu Wanwan's figure in the distance, she hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully bowed.
News of the previous dynasty's events spread extremely quickly. At this moment, Cui'er was filled with worry. When Mu Wanwan approached, she grabbed her without saying a word and circled her carefully twice. Only after confirming that there was nothing wrong with her did her anxious heart finally calm down a little.
"Prime Minister, you really frightened me! That's the Emperor himself! How could you be so stubborn with him!" Cui'er said, still shaken, her words full of concern.
Seeing this, Mu Wanwan couldn't help but smile slightly. She reached out her jade hand and gently pinched Cui'er's chubby cheek, teasingly saying, "Look at you, my dear Cui'er! Look, I'm standing right in front of you, don't worry! The Emperor is just confining me to my quarters for three days, it's nothing serious."
Cui'er and Mu Wanwan were about the same age and had been in the palace together since childhood. Cui'er was well aware of Mu Wanwan's secret that she was a woman.
During her years in the palace, Mu Wanwan and Cui'er depended on each other for survival. Although Cui'er was Mu Wanwan's maid, Mu Wanwan never regarded Cui'er as a servant and treated her very well.
Cui'er regarded Mu Wanwan as her only family, her sister!
She knew that Mu Wanwan was naturally beautiful and exceptionally intelligent, possessing both beauty and wisdom.
It's a pity that she was born in such a male-dominated era. If it were an era of gender equality, her daughter would definitely be a thousand times better than those men and would surely have made a name for herself.
Her young lady had to dress as a boy since she was a child. What's worse, she had to eat and live with Mu Chenfeng, living in constant fear, always worried that she would be discovered and that her whole family would be beheaded.
"Cui'er, I'll draw you a diagram! Go get me a stove!"
Cui'er held the drawing in both hands, looking at it from left to right, her brows furrowed, her gaze constantly shifting across the drawing, but she couldn't figure it out no matter how she looked at it.
But once the young lady gives an order, she always obeys without hesitation.
So she happily clutched the blueprints and walked briskly toward the artisans' quarters in the palace.
The chubby pig was lazily lying on Mu Wanwan's soft, boneless shoulder, muttering, "Master, that emperor is so fierce! What a bad man!"
Mu Wanwan, however, seemed completely unconcerned, and chuckled lightly, "Piggy, men in ancient times are essentially no different from our modern men. Here, he's the emperor, so it's understandable that he'd be more domineering!"
Although she said it lightly, Piggy was still quite worried inside.
After all, as the saying goes, serving a ruler is like serving a tiger! Being by the emperor's side all day long is like living with your head on the line, extremely dangerous.
If her master hadn't had time to raise the emperor's favorability towards her to 100 points, and her own life were already over, that would truly be a loss.
Thinking of this, Piggy couldn't help but advise again, "Master, you still need to be extra careful on this mission, and you must protect your own life."
"Piggy, don't think about so many unhappy things. Once the stove is finished, we can enjoy hot pot around it while we're confined. Consider it a vacation for us to rest and recuperate for a few days."
The pig was ashamed; its owner truly never forgot about food, no matter where they went.
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"Hey......"
Mu Chenfeng sighed deeply, his face full of sorrow as he threw the memorial in his hand aside.
The memorial flew through the air in an arc before landing on the ground. He felt a tightness in his chest that he couldn't shake off.
Upon seeing this, Eunuch Qian, who had been waiting nearby, was filled with fear.
He carefully held the freshly brewed premium Longjing tea, slowly walked to the imperial desk, and gently placed the teacup in front of Mu Chenfeng.
The entire movement was as light as if he were afraid of startling the emperor. He knew that the emperor in front of him was in a fit of rage and that the slightest carelessness could backfire.
"Your Majesty, this is a newly arrived tribute of top-quality Longjing tea from Jiangnan. Please have a taste," said Eunuch Qian, his head bowed and his voice trembling.
After saying this, he stood quietly to the side as if walking on thin ice, not daring to breathe, for fear that Mu Chenfeng would suddenly flick his sleeve and knock the precious cup of tea and himself to the ground.
Mu Chenfeng seemed somewhat absent-minded at this moment. He frowned and reached out with annoyance, casually picking up a teacup.
He glanced casually at the clear, emerald-green tea in the cup before taking a small sip.
"Hmm, the taste is not bad."
Mu Chenfeng nodded slightly, but there was still no joy on his face.
After a brief pause, he continued, "Go, give her a pound of this fine tea, so she can have a taste."
"Her? Is she?" asked the eunuch in confusion.