Mu Zhuochen, how could you be so despicable! Putting aside the fact that he is a man, his status alone is not something he should be able to covet.
Mu Zhuochen soaked in the water for a long time, and only got up and left after he felt calm.
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I thought I would calm down and come to my senses, but I didn't expect...
In the dead of night, Mu Zhuochen sat up abruptly, sweat beading on his forehead, breathing heavily, one hand clutching his heart. He was pounding with fear, his cheeks flushed red to his ears.
Mu Zhuochen sat up and poured himself a glass of water, intending to calm down, but the scene from his dream flashed through his mind again, and his hand trembled, causing the glass to fall to the ground.
"What happened to Your Highness?" the night watchman asked with some concern.
"It's nothing," Mu Zhuochen replied in a cool voice. He picked up another cup, poured himself a glass of water, and took a big gulp, but the burning sensation in his heart still wouldn't dissipate.
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Wan Ge didn't know what she had done to offend Mu Zhuochen, this royal uncle suddenly became very distant from her.
Looking at Mu Zhuochen, who was sitting across from her and keeping his distance, she wondered if her actions yesterday had really offended him. She hadn't meant to.
Moreover, he took the initiative to pick him up; given his abilities, he could have easily avoided it.
However, thinking about how he killed her in her dream, Wan Ge felt that keeping a distance wouldn't be a bad thing.
As Wan Ge flipped through the memorials, she suddenly came across one that urged her to hold another talent show.
A plan suddenly came to mind: "Uncle, I'm not young anymore, shouldn't I..."
In fact, the ministers had mentioned it before, and they had been planning to arrange it for Wan Ge since she was twelve years old.
But Mu Zhuochen rejected them all. Every year after that, people would bring it up, either because Wan Ge was afraid of being suspected for marrying the daughter of a powerful minister and refused, or because Mu Zhuochen refused for various reasons.
Even now, Wan Ge is still a lonely emperor. Looking at other countries, there are emperors throughout history. Who among them didn't have children by her age?
While Wan Ge couldn't father children with other women, it was indeed time to replenish the harem.
If we select some suitable and reliable candidates and create the image of a foolish emperor who is only indulging in beauty, would that lessen Mu Zhuochen's murderous intent towards her?
"Your Majesty wants to hold a talent show?" Mu Zhuochen spoke softly, but for some reason, Wan Ge felt a chill run down her spine.
Wan Ge cleared his throat and said, "I think the Left Prime Minister has a point. I am not young anymore, and it is time for me to have an heir."
"Since Your Majesty wishes, let the Ministry of Revenue handle that matter."
"Thank you, Imperial Uncle." Wan Ge smiled brightly, but Mu Zhuochen found it somewhat irritating.
The pen I was holding snapped in two with a crack.
"Uncle, are you alright? Are you hurt?" Wan Ge asked with some concern, looking at the jade brush pen that had broken in two, wondering how the pen had suddenly broken.
Wan Ge looked up at Mu Zhuochen, and suddenly seemed to realize something. Could it be that her participation in the talent show made him feel bad? Huh? Could it be that she was too clever for her own good?
The talent show made him feel like he was the emperor, which is why he dared to do these things. But she really didn't mean it that way!
He originally just wanted the other party to think that he was incompetent, lecherous, and unworthy of being a competitor, but merely a dutiful puppet.
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