Inside the Regent's Palace, Mu Zhuochen picked up a cup of tea and took a sip: "Kill all those spies they planted around His Majesty."

"Yes." The subordinates behind Mu Zhuochen did not change their expressions at all. They simply nodded obediently upon hearing their master's instructions.

Mu Zhuochen put the teacup aside, propped his head up with one hand, and rested the other on the armrest of the chair: "Is there something wrong with my upbringing?"

"Why does Your Highness say such a thing?" the subordinate asked, puzzled.

"Why has Your Majesty become like this? Is there a problem with my education?" The imperial tutor who teaches her literature is the world-renowned Mr. Ju Lan, who is the best in literature and no one dares to claim second place. The teacher who teaches her martial arts is the master of the General Who Protects the Nation, who is also the best in martial arts in the world. Why did he produce such a student?

Mu Zhuochen couldn't understand it. He felt that the young emperor was becoming more and more absurd, and if this continued, he would be raising a tyrant.

The subordinate hesitated for a moment, then spoke up, "Perhaps it's because His Majesty lost both parents at a young age and lacked companionship, so..."

In fact, the subordinates felt that the current young emperor was a hopeless case, and no matter how much effort the prince put in, it would be useless. However, the prince did care a lot about the young emperor, and it was hard to say why.

"Has he lacked companionship?" Indeed, after his father's departure, he was busy stabilizing the court and had less time to care for and spend with him. "I understand."

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"Xiao Haizi, what are you doing here?"

Xiao Haizi obediently replied, "Your Majesty, Eunuch Xu has contracted the plague. To avoid infecting Your Majesty, he may not appear again anytime soon."

"When did this happen?" Eunuch Xu was almost always by her side, and he was the one who kept watch at night. How could he have suddenly contracted the disease? If he had it, how could she have missed it?

It wasn't until Wan Ge heard that many of the palace servants around her had contracted the disease that she understood what was going on.

Everyone said that they contracted the disease because they were physically weak after being punished by the Regent, and that they deserved to die for breaking the rules.

Wange watched from the sidelines as one corpse after another was taken away, a chill running down her spine. Were they eliminating the palace servants around her to plant spies within her ranks?

Hasn't he already planted spies all over the palace? Is he unwilling to accept this and wants to replace everyone around her with his spies?

Wan Ge had tried to suggest that she had no interest in the throne and wanted to give it to him, but his face darkened and he gave her a lecture.

After that, Wan Ge dared not mention the matter again. Wan Ge sighed deeply, and when she turned around, she saw Mu Zhuochen standing behind her. Wan Ge was startled and stammered, "Royal...Royal Uncle, what are you doing here?"

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask why you are here? What are you looking at?" Mu Zhuochen had just arrived when he saw Wan Ge acting suspiciously.

"No...it's nothing. I just heard that they all died from the plague, so I came to see them."

Mu Zhuochen shook his head and said helplessly, "They are all spies planted by those ministers around you. You don't need to be sad about it. When will you be able to act like an emperor?"

"I...I will try my best."

"From this day forward, I will personally mentor you and teach you how to be a good emperor. As for the first lesson I will teach you today, it is that to become an emperor, one must be decisive."