"Do you really have to do this? That's not what you truly think. How long are you going to keep arguing with me?"
Yuan Ling glared angrily at Mo Yan. It had been so many years, and she was still angry with him.
"Stubborn? Your Majesty, what are you saying? I have truly realized my mistake, and I am correcting it now. Didn't Your Majesty say that the country is of utmost importance?"
Besides, did he really not know? Although he didn't enter the harem, he still had quite a few favors from the palace maids around him. His so-called deep affection and long-lasting love were just an act for the people in the harem.
Yuan Ling: "..."
"There's one more thing. The ladies around the Emperor have been with him for a long time. It would be good to give them a proper title. How about we give them the rank of 'Consort'?"
Mo Yan looked at Yuan Ling with a half-smile. At that moment, Yuan Ling's pupils shrank. So Mo Yan knew everything.
"How could you..."
Mo Yan found Yuan Ling's shocked yet wary expression amusing.
Is this what they call love? So guarded, is he afraid she'll pry into his affairs? It's really disgusting.
"Although I don't come out, the four young ladies still want to see me, so I mentioned it a few times."
Your Majesty, actually I was just having a moment of weakness. I was young and naive before, and I took feelings too seriously, which hurt both myself and others.
Now that I'm older, I've come to understand that all feelings are fake, and only this leisurely life is real.
"I'm thinking that once the younger sisters in the palace are old enough to rise in rank, I'll appoint a few imperial concubines to manage the harem together. All I need to do is plant a type of vegetable each day, tend to some flowers, and eventually mentor the Crown Prince."
Yuan Ling: "..."
Mo Yan spoke with a smile on her lips, and even her gaze conveyed a sense of detachment from worldly affairs.
Yuan Ling's heart skipped a beat. Had Mo Yan given up on him?
Before, when she didn't come out, he at least felt that she was sulking with him. But now that she's out, everything she says and does every day makes him feel that things between them... can never go back.
"Mo Yan, I can explain."
"Your Majesty, instead of explaining, why don't you investigate who is trying to harm the Crown Prince? Your second-in-command eunuch actually poisoned your son. Shouldn't that be enough to wake you up?"
Mo Yan was speechless. Did she need to explain? Was now the time to explain? This emperor seemed to have too much free time. "Your Majesty seems to be quite free lately. Aren't you busy with state affairs?"
Yuan Ling: "???" Why did it suddenly change direction?
“Now I leave the minor matters to the ministers. I only need to see if any major events are happening. I’ve started to give myself time to spend with my son.”
After hearing this, Mo Yan looked at Yuan Ling in disbelief, "Your Majesty, what if they think that every single thing is not a big deal?"
Yuan Ling: "!!!"
"Mo Yan, I... I'll go investigate right now." He had been careless.
Mo Yan: "..."
Looking at his surprised yet fearful eyes, Mo Yan wondered if he was being genuine or just pretending.
It doesn't matter anyway, no one can shake her position as empress. Raising kids and growing vegetables is fine.
This emperor, though seemingly unshrewd, actually had a lot of ulterior motives, but was still not very intelligent.
Yuan Ling left the Imperial Study and went directly to the Hall of Diligent Governance.
Mo Yan turned around and looked at Yuan Feng, holding the feather duster.
"Where are you going to run now?"
Yuan Feng looked at Mo Yan with a wronged expression, "Mother, why don't I quite understand what you and Father were saying?"
I only vaguely understand it.
"Because you're stupid," Mo Yan said directly.
Yuan Feng: "..."
"If you want to understand, you need to study hard. Let's go to class."
Yuan Feng sighed. He hadn't escaped after all. Of course, he hadn't come away empty-handed. He realized one thing: there were always treacherous people trying to harm the Crown Prince.
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