Situ Yuan was bewildered when he was sent to Fengyi Palace. He didn't understand why he had been suddenly moved to a different location, especially since Mu Yanran looked at him as if he were an enemy.
In stark contrast to her previous gentle and sweet demeanor, Situ Yuan felt as if the hairs on his body were standing on end, and he had a strong sense of foreboding.
"Your Majesty, this dog..." Zhu Qing looked at the little white dog lying on the ground and asked with a look of disgust.
Mu Yanran's face also showed a look of disgust, and she coldly turned her head away. "Just a dead dog, throw it in the backyard so I don't see it."
This is the dog that Consort Rou kept. Seeing this dog is like seeing that vile woman Consort Rou. How could she be in a good mood?
What? How dare she call me a dead dog! Situ Yuan was furious on the spot. He was the emperor, the Son of Heaven. How could he be called a dead dog by a woman? Even if he had really become a dog, he had always been pampered in Consort Rou's palace and had never suffered any hardship. Yet he had been subjected to such a humiliating insult by Mu Yanran.
"Woof woof woof—" Mu Yanran, how dare you insult the Emperor! I will have your entire family executed! Situ Yuan roared angrily, but could only let out the frantic barking of a small dog.
Situ Yuan tried his best to rush forward and teach Mu Yanran a lesson, but he completely forgot that he had a dog leash around his neck, which made his face look distorted and even more frightening.
"Oh no! Your Majesty, is this dog sick? I've heard that some people go crazy after being bitten by a dog!" Zhu Qing screamed in fright, not knowing where to put her hands. She hurriedly stood in front of Mu Yanran and spoke cautiously.
"What's the panic? You spineless coward." Mu Yanran's face paled for a moment, but she didn't show too much panic out of consideration for her reputation. She just glared coldly at Zhu Qing, which scared the other party into shrinking back and not daring to move.
After dealing with the unruly servants around her, Mu Yanran immediately turned to look at Situ Yuan, who was passively going mad, her face growing increasingly cold. "It's one thing for Consort Rou to bully me because of the child in her belly, but even you, a dog, dare to bully me?"
Looking at the dog, Mu Yanran felt it looked increasingly familiar. Suddenly, she remembered something. It seemed that her conflict with Consort Li had stemmed from this very dog, leading to her being beaten and stripped of her power in the palace, and confined there. Even Consort Rou, that vile woman, had gotten away with it—she was pregnant with the Emperor's first child!
This dog is clearly the culprit.
"Guards—drag this dog out and beat him to death!" As if she had found an outlet for her anger in an instant, Mu Yanran pointed at Situ Yuan, her eyes filled with an unprecedented ruthlessness.
Situ Yuan's eyes met hers, and he shuddered in fright at her fierce and resentful gaze. He had always been superior to others since childhood, and no one had ever dared to look him in the eye like that. Even if someone resented him, they would only do so in private. This was probably the first time in his life that he had ever done so.
Only then did Situ Yuan realize how insignificant he truly was. He was no longer the emperor, but merely an ordinary dog whose fate was controlled by others. He began to struggle frantically, breaking free of the palace servants who were caught off guard, and watched helplessly as the small white dog escaped.
"What are you all standing there for? Quickly grab him and I'll skin you alive!" Mu Yanran was furious and embarrassed, her face turning bright red.
All the palace servants were surrounding the snow-white puppy, leaving Situ Yuan in a sorry state, covered in marks, and his hatred for Mu Yanran grew even stronger. He was determined to tear this woman to pieces once he returned to his body.
A palace servant swiftly pounced on the puppy, holding it tightly in his arms. The weight of an adult made Situ Yuan almost vomit, and his ominous premonition intensified.
"His Majesty has arrived—" The familiar hoarse voice rang out, and Mu Yanran's expression froze for a moment before she came to her senses. She subconsciously straightened her appearance, and her face revealed an expression of ecstatic joy.
"Zhuqing, how do I look? Am I alright?" Mu Yanran asked the maid beside her instinctively while adjusting her clothes.
"Your Majesty's beauty is unparalleled; no one in the harem can match you." Zhu Qing knew how to please Mu Yanran, and her words flowed smoothly.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." Upon seeing that familiar bright yellow figure, Mu Yanran's eyes welled up with tears, but she still maintained her composure and stepped forward to pay her respects.
"Ahem, my beloved concubine, please rise," the fake emperor coughed twice, his pale face full of illness, and gently helped her up with a loving smile.
Mu Yanran stared at the fake emperor's face, a faint blush rising to her cheeks. It had been a very long time since she had seen such a vibrant emperor.
"My beloved consort, Fu Shun told me that you've been holding up the harem these past few days. You've really worked hard, my beloved consort." The fake emperor reached out and patted Mu Yanran's hand, feeling a jolt from the warm, smooth touch. Truly worthy of being the emperor's woman, the feel of her was exquisite.
Thinking of how she had struggled through this period of time, Mu Yanran's nose tingled with tears. A few dewdrops clung to her long eyelashes, making her look fragile and pitiful.
"For Your Majesty, I am not tired at all."
Situ Yuan, who was being held tightly by the eunuch, couldn't help but complain inwardly when he saw this scene. This woman is really two-faced. Just now she was shouting for violence, but now she is acting weak and pitiful. She is really just putting on an act in front of me.
Then, Situ Yuan turned his gaze to the fake emperor. This imposter really did look very similar to himself. No wonder Fu Shun chose this person. However, the man's actions just now were really an eyesore. He actually dared to touch my woman.
The fake emperor knew how to please women; he spoke fluently and smoothly, making Mu Yanran instantly forget her previous unpleasantness.
Fu Shun watched closely from the sidelines. When the fake emperor tried to do something wrong, he coughed twice, and the other party immediately restrained himself and became well-behaved.
Fortunately, the fake emperor was still quite sensible. Although he was infatuated with Mu Yanran's bright and elegant beauty, he did not forget the original purpose of his visit and automatically steered the conversation to the main topic.
"Your Majesty, do you mean to lift my confinement?" Mu Yanran was both surprised and delighted, her beautiful phoenix eyes sparkling with bright light, secretly pleased.
As expected, the Emperor did have someone in mind. Not long after waking up, he restored her power to assist in managing the six palaces and removed her from her confinement.
"Hmm, Consort Rou is not feeling well, and she is not as capable of managing palace affairs as my beloved consort. My beloved consort is still the one I like the most." The fake emperor took a bite of osmanthus cake and spoke casually.
"Consort Rou is unwell?" Mu Yanran didn't react for a moment. First, she was delighted, then she was jealous. Unwell? She's just being arrogant because she's pregnant. Consort Rou, I won't let you get away with this.
In that instant, a dark thought arose in Mu Yanran's mind, which gradually spread and grew.
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