"who?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Zhou Jin's eyes darkened. There were no candles lit in the room, but he still managed to voice the resentment he had been keeping hidden in his heart.
Zhou Jin's voice was ambiguous: "Li Mu, is this how you protect Consort Rong for me?"
"emperor?"
Li Mu, who had been half asleep, suddenly opened his eyes wide. He looked at the dark figure at the head of the bed and hesitated, even though he had never believed in ghosts and gods before.
Li Mu, with her hair disheveled, slowly moved her head away, trying to pretend she hadn't seen or known anything, attempting to convince herself that it was all a dream.
Those who practice martial arts have better eyesight and can see everything clearly in the dark, so they can naturally see Li Mu's series of reactions.
Seeing that Li Mu was still pretending to be ignorant, Zhou Jin was so angry she almost laughed. Had he done too many bad things?
Zhou Jin said in a sinister tone, "Li Mu, I think you're tired of living. Come down and keep me company!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Jin made a swift and decisive move, grabbing Li Mu by the throat. Soon, Li Mu's face turned purplish-blue, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.
Just when Li Mu felt he was about to die, Zhou Jin finally let him go.
"Cough cough cough—"
"Cough cough—"
Zhou Jin didn't even glance at him, and slowly sat down in the only chair in the room. He was no longer in a hurry.
Li Mu finally regained his breathing and was now fully awake. He remained calm and still refused to believe that Zhou Jin, the former emperor, could have come back to life!
Li Mu was extremely cautious. He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but the voice did sound somewhat familiar. He cautiously probed.
"What is your purpose in breaking into the palace at night?"
"Li Mu, I only ask you one question: where are Consort Rong and the young prince now?"
The pressure in Zhou Jin's voice was too obvious. He had lost his patience. After all, he was always on edge, unable to see Bai Lingxi's condition.
The tone and manner of his voice were exactly the same as the late emperor's, which greatly alarmed Li Mu!
Could it be that the emperor faked his death?
Li Mu was no longer calm, and was even shocked, after all, the thing of coming back to life was too unbelievable.
To verify his suspicions, Li Mu lowered his tone and asked in a more humble manner, "Your Majesty?"
"May I light a candle so that I may see you again?"
Li Mu's voice was tinged with apprehension, after all, he had also encountered such a strange and supernatural event, so he naturally had to be careful.
In truth, he probably didn't believe it. He firmly believed that this was some traitor from the previous dynasty who wanted to use him to harm his empress and the young prince.
Perhaps he didn't want to keep testing Li Mu, that lackey, any longer. He pulled a tinderbox from his pocket, and in an instant, his entire face was exposed to Li Mu's view.
The moment Li Mu saw his face clearly, he was instantly horrified. The old eunuch had served Zhou Jin his whole life and knew him all too well.
Zhou Jin had been emperor for thirty years, and his demeanor was extraordinary. His imperial might was unpredictable, and no one else could possess such imperial power.
"emperor!"
"You...you...you look even younger!"
Li Mu couldn't quite describe his feelings. After all, the master he had served his whole life had not only been resurrected after death, but had also returned to his prime.
Li Mu was so confused that he could hardly speak. He was really curious about what was going on.
Unfortunately, now was not the time for his curiosity. Zhou Jin interrupted him, saying, "Isn't this the time for me to ask you questions?"
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