Yi Mu was held in Xu Zang's arms and was momentarily dazed.
He has grown taller, and not only taller, but seemingly in a very short time, he has shed all his immaturity.
The image of the silly boy who would run towards him with a silly grin and wipe his sweat in Yi Mu's mind is fading more and more.
Instead, a tall, handsome emperor with ever-growing charisma took his place.
From Yi Mu's current angle, one can see the man's prominent Adam's apple and the bluish stubble on his chin, exuding a man's fortitude and ruggedness.
Xu Zang is no longer a child, and this thought has been swirling in Yi Mu's mind lately.
He could vaguely sense Xu Zang's unusual feelings for him.
He used to think it was Brother Mu causing trouble, but later he found out that it wasn't.
Xu Zang's feelings for him were that of a man's affection for a woman.
Xu Zang never went to the harem and never looked at those women.
One after another, the palace maids who used to gossip disappeared, replaced by mute slaves.
The mute slaves have eyes, but they cannot speak and therefore cannot say that the emperor likes men.
Xu Zang was creating a false impression of peace and prosperity, but in reality, rumors were already circulating outside the palace.
The children sang a nursery rhyme about how the emperor was a homosexual who kept men in the palace. They lived and slept together, leaving the women in the harem lonely and isolated.
Yang San told Yi Mu all of this. He was the kind of person who couldn't stay still and would leave the palace every few days to wander around and have some fun.
The children said they learned those nursery rhymes from others.
People throughout the land were ashamed that the emperor was a homosexual, and Xu Zang's succession was already suspicious. Now, the people of the capital were even more dissatisfied with the new emperor.
It is a terrible thing for an emperor to lose his prestige; it is worse than having no army.
Xu Zang placed Yi Mu on the soft couch, lifted his robe, and was about to pull up his trousers.
Yi Mu stopped him, and Xu Zang looked up at him in confusion.
Yi Mu pursed his lips. "A Zang, you are the emperor. Don't always do this kind of thing."
Xu Zang replied casually, "You are my senior brother, and a brother is like a father. It is only right that I serve you. Let me see how your leg is recovering."
Instead of granting his wish as usual, Yi Mu grabbed his wrist and said firmly, "You can't get this close to me anymore."
Xu Zang stopped what he was doing and, while bending over, stared at Yi Mu's face.
They grew up together and understood each other perfectly.
Yi Mu was very disgusted by Xu Zang's touch, and that's what he said on his face at that moment.
Xu Zang slowly straightened up, and Yi Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
Normally, he would definitely have had to appease Xu Zang.
But Yi Mu knew that he should no longer indulge Xu Zang.
He was no longer a child; he was the emperor. Yi Mu reminded himself countless times, and only now was he beginning to take this matter seriously.
Putting aside the fact that it is illogical for a man to like another man, Xu Zang, being an emperor, was even less likely to like men.
Since Yi Mu began healing, there has been a medicinal fragrance in the room. This fragrance has been brewing for quite some time, and even with the windows open, it cannot dissipate.
Most people don't like this smell; they find it pungent and unpleasant to the nose.
Xu Zang didn't like it either, but Yi Mu was here, so he eagerly came every day.
He was mindful of Yi Mu's feelings and tried his best to control his emotions, afraid of making Yi Mu feel uncomfortable.
But one day, his feelings seemed to be exposed.
In that instant, I don't know if I felt more panic or more relief.
"Will Mumu be scared?" Xu Zang asked after a long silence.
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