The emperor in Mu Chen's eyes was majestic, and the look he gave him was calm.
Could it be that there are so many talented people around the emperor that they look down upon his abilities?
Previously, he was only looking at the world from a narrow perspective, thinking that although Prince Rui could not rival the emperor in strength, at least his information channels were reliable.
Now it seems that the gap between the two sides is not small.
The emperor and Han Zeyu were peeking at her just now, and they had already looked her up and down.
This guy is just a little younger, nothing special about him.
Han Zeyu and Eunuch Wang stood on both sides of the emperor, looking like lackeys.
He had just mentioned to the emperor that he should act indifferent and take it for granted, because he had already boasted so much and couldn't show weakness at the critical moment.
The emperor was curious. How big of a lie was this? He actually needed the help of the emperor to cover it up.
Han Zeyu felt a little guilty and his eyes dodged slightly.
"I just told him that His Majesty has countless people with special abilities, and their strength is unfathomable."
The emperor probed, "How unfathomable is it?"
Han Zeyu laughed awkwardly and said, "A level three expert like Zhou Yi can only lead the way and look after the gate."
Your Majesty the Emperor is speechless, he is quite unfathomable, but you really dare to brag!
"Lord Han, tell me, how high does the pillow have to be to have a dream like this?"
Han Zeyu encouraged the emperor: "You must have dreams, what if they come true?"
The emperor inappropriately recalled a sentence often mentioned in Lord Qingbai's storybook, "Anyone can be great if they have a dream."
He wants to become a great emperor, so just cooperate with him for now. After all, Han Zeyu's bragging has good intentions.
Mu Chen slowly approached the emperor, looking at the person so close to him with a dazed expression.
If it were him twenty years ago, he would have fainted from excitement, but now that he has really reached this position, he doesn't even dare to have the thought of regicide.
Not everyone can touch the emperor's dragon body. Han Zeyu has never even touched the edge of the dragon robe, so he certainly cannot let the former foreign assassin have the opportunity to take advantage of him.
Han Zeyu put his hand on Mu Chen's shoulder, and after thinking about it, he moved it to his neck.
After thinking it over again and again, he still felt uneasy, so he finally decided to put his hand on Mu Chen's head.
Looking at the top of his head in his palm, Han Zeyu finally let down his guard.
He was relieved, but Mu Chen was still worried.
"We can begin now."
Mu Chen shuddered. It was just the beginning. Now his heart was trembling, his legs were weak, and he had difficulty breathing. He didn't dare to move at all.
Doesn't Han Zeyu have a speed-related ability? Why is the pressure so strong?
It turned out that his level was not just a little bit stronger than his own, but an all-round and no-dead-angle crushing opponent.
Han Zeyu restrained his momentum, not because he felt pity for the beauty, but because he was afraid that if he didn't restrain himself, the pale-faced eunuch Wang would become incontinent on the spot.
I heard that eunuchs always feel some unspeakable pain after castration.
Eunuch Wang is obviously about the same age as Mu Chen, but looking at his rugged old face, it is really hard to describe.
As the saying goes, living with the king is like living with a tiger. Worrying too much really makes you look old. It's hard for Eunuch Wang.
When his face cream is developed, he will definitely give a bottle to Eunuch Wang to make up for the "billion dots" shock he received today.
Mu Chen felt the pressure suddenly relieved, and he took a deep breath. Following Han Zeyu's instructions, he let the wood-type ability circulate around His Majesty's body.
The Emperor is the ruler of the world, so what good things has he not seen? But this feeling of relaxation and relaxation, of stretching all the muscles and bones, is really the first time I have experienced it.
It was truly a supreme enjoyment. How can I describe the feeling? Only four words: indescribable.
Eunuch Wang stood very close, ready to protect the emperor at any time.
The danger hadn't occurred, but where did this warm feeling come from? Even the pain in my joints had eased.
Mu Chen's ability is limited, so Han Zeyu has to lend him a helping hand, but the feeling of being enveloped by the wood-type power is indeed very comfortable.
Han Zeyu looked at Eunuch Wang who had an incredible look on his face and really wanted to tell him not to get too excited.
The vibrant wood-type ability is not really able to "give birth to chickens". The missing parts of yours cannot be grown again.
As far as he knew, the third-level wood-related ability couldn't even solve the problem of hair loss. It was really useless when he thought about it.
Even if Mu Chen wanted to make further progress, Han Zeyu would not let him go any further unless all his personnel were promoted to level four.
Judging from the current situation, the late stage of level three is his peak. Ultimately, it is because Mu Chen is uncontrollable.
Only absolute crushing strength can ensure that a veteran like Mu Chen will remain obedient and not rebel.
Han Zeyu transferred some supernatural powers to Mu Chen. This little bit of energy was put to good use without any waste, and was all used on His Majesty's face.
Han Zeyu withdrew his hand from Mu Chen's crown, and he fell to the ground and fainted without any effort.
Han Zeyu kicked him, and seeing that he was truly unconscious, he sighed and said with a look of regret, "Look at you, you had such a great opportunity to show off, but you ended up losing your composure in front of the emperor."
After scolding the exhausted and unconscious Mu Chen, Han Zeyu raised his eyes and saw that the emperor had taken out a glass mirror from somewhere and was admiring his face with great interest!
It is not difficult to see that the current situation is one that pleases the emperor very much. This is a good opportunity. While the emperor is happy, we should make our requests as soon as possible.
First, a series of flattery is offered, and then it is pointed out that the effect is not permanent, there is no shortcut to becoming handsome, and daily maintenance is required.
Finally, he revealed his purpose, which was to ask the emperor for the secret recipe for beauty.
The four characters “Palace Secret Recipe” carry a mysterious color in themselves. For example, the imperial kitchen and the imperial hospital must have mastered the ancient beauty recipes.
When the emperor heard that there was profit to be made, he immediately threw away the glass mirror and discussed it seriously with Han Zeyu.
There is no need to buy another farm to grow medicinal herbs. There is plenty of land in the imperial farm outside Beijing, so you can plant them there.
Han Zeyu nodded. As expected, he knew that the emperor would definitely interfere.
After friendly negotiations, it was finally decided that after deducting labor costs, 10% of the net profit would belong to Mu Chen, 20% would be turned over to the national treasury, Han Zeyu would take 30%, and the remaining 40% would be deposited into His Majesty's private treasury.
Han Zeyu didn't know what the emperor was doing?
Didn't he use all the wealth he saved for the common people? Does it feel good to be a passing god of wealth?
It may also be that people who are born at the end point don’t care about these things. It’s just that their realm is not high enough and they cannot understand them.
The emperor, who was forced to be noble, expressed his relief.
If it weren't for the natural disaster, the family fortune he had worked so hard to accumulate over the years would not have been completely spent.
Later, Han Zeyu took over the construction of the reservoir, which allowed him to recover some of his losses temporarily.
To be honest, he originally wanted to keep things simple for his 40th birthday, but when he thought about the many gifts he would receive, he reluctantly held one.
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