"You are not allowed to call me Your Majesty, nor are you allowed to refer to yourself as your concubine."
After Mo Beichen finished speaking, seeing that Yun Qingluo wanted to object, he added, "This is an imperial edict. We'll have Li Dequan draft it later."
Yun Qingluo looked at him and saw that he looked displeased, so she didn't want to provoke him.
"Okay, I've got it. Are you all done with your work?" Yun Qingluo said, glancing at the ministers following behind Mo Beichen.
When the ministers met Yun Qingluo's gaze, they were about to speak the truth when Mo Beichen said, "The discussion is almost over, you may all leave now."
Several ministers stared wide-eyed.
What does "almost there" mean?
They were only halfway through the conversation.
When the Emperor heard that the Empress had arrived, he couldn't wait to come out to greet her, and they could only follow.
Mo Beichen turned his head and looked at them coldly, "What, do you expect me to keep you here for dinner?"
The ministers quickly swallowed their words, bowed, and withdrew.
Yun Qingluo couldn't help but chuckle as she watched the ministers flee as if they had encountered a flood or wild beast.
"Ah Chen, be patient." Yun Qingluo took Mo Beichen's hand and led him towards the Imperial Study.
Mo Beichen frowned. "I never wanted to be emperor."
Previously, I never imagined that he would enjoy expanding territory on the battlefield.
Later, he never even considered marrying Luo Luo.
He only wanted to stay with Luo Luo.
Yun Qinglu tilted her head slightly, listening to his slightly aggrieved tone, and coaxed, "Yes, yes, I know. I'm sorry, Achen. When the world is at peace, shall we find someone to be the emperor?"
"Besides, with internal and external troubles right now, how can you leave with peace of mind? Okay, let's not think about these things for now. Let's eat first. I'll cook it myself."
Yun Qingluo pulled Mo Beichen in and had Yun Tao lay out all the food from the food box.
Yun Qingluo smelled the aroma of sour, spicy, sweet, and numbing spicy food, and felt her stomach was empty.
"Mmm~, it smells so good, it makes me hungry." Yun Qingluo suddenly exclaimed exaggeratedly.
Mo Beichen slightly curled his lips, "Luo Luo, are you just self-promoting?"
Xiao Yi automatically added the second half of the sentence: "self-praise."
Yun Qingluo, "?"
"No, I just wanted you to eat more food," Yun Qingluo said, fanning the smell of the food with her hand.
"Ah Chen, does the food smell good?" Yun Qingluo looked at Mo Beichen expectantly.
Mo Beichen nodded seriously, "Yes, I'm going to eat an extra bowl of rice today."
Yun Qingluo smiled happily upon hearing this.
"You can all leave now. Ah Chen and I are fine here," Yun Qingluo instructed the people inside the room.
Yun Tao left without saying much, leaving Eunuch Li somewhat hesitant.
Mo Beichen waved his hand, "You may leave."
Only then did Eunuch Li leave.
Yun Qingluo served Mo Beichen a bowl of rice and said with a smile, "Achen, there are no outsiders here, just the two of us. Eat as much as you want. You're not the emperor now, you're just my Achen, so you don't have to follow the ridiculous rule that you can only eat three bites of a dish."
Mo Beichen knew that Yun Qingluo was doing it for his own good, and he was touched by her thoughtfulness.
Nodding, "Luo Luo cooked today, so I'll definitely eat more."
Yun Qinglu smiled and picked up a piece of squirrel-shaped mandarin fish for him. "Try it. It's sweet and sour, very appetizing. The flavor I made today is on the spicy side, so have something non-spicy first to tide you over."
As Yun Qingluo spoke, she placed another piece of cola chicken wing on his plate. "This is your favorite dish. I haven't made it for you in a long time. Try it, is it still the same taste?"
Mo Beichen obediently finished the food that Yun Qingluo had put on his plate.
"It's delicious, but it makes you want to eat more rice," Mo Beichen joked.
Seeing that he had eaten enough, Yun Qingluo put some spicy dishes on his plate.
"You're so busy every day, you should eat more. Next year, we should also select some trusted confidants for you. Being so busy every day can't take your health."
"You may not care about it yourself, but I do." Yun Qingluo added this sentence after saying that, fearing that Mo Beichen would refuse.
Mo Beichen did not refute, but agreed, "I have already asked Han Yixuan, Mo Feng, and Mo Yu to make arrangements in secret. It's best not to make a scene in public, so as not to cause any trouble among the old ministers."
Seeing Mo Beichen's headache, Yun Qingluo chuckled, "A mighty war god, afraid of a few people over fifty?"
Mo Beichen rarely spoke more than a few words, and said helplessly, "They really talk too much. I don't know where they get so many words from. These civil officials are all so weak. If they were military officers, they would have been dragged out and beaten up long ago."
“No, next year, these civil officials need to be sent to the military camps for some serious training. They’re too weak,” Mo Beichen suddenly said.
Yun Qingluo was slightly surprised.
Ah Chen is so farsighted.
This reminded her of modern military training.
As a student, I was clearly studying literature, but I never missed morning exercises. In college, there were even more dreaded morning runs and military training.
Although it was painful, I persisted for a while and it was quite effective, improving my physical fitness considerably.
In addition, those weird activities like "sunshine morning runs" force people to go to bed early and get up early.
The teacher is right, school is indeed a place for physical growth.
Once you enter the workforce, all sorts of ailments, like fatty liver, cervical spondylosis, and lumbar disc herniation, start to appear.
Yun Qingluo suddenly had a whimsical thought: people in ancient times had short lifespans, especially scholars. Apart from a few who achieved great things later in life, most of them died young.
If we strengthen our physical fitness, will that help extend our lifespan?
Although it may have little effect on extending lifespan, having good health was certainly a great thing, especially in ancient times when medical conditions were poor.
Yun Qingluo snapped out of her daze and excitedly shared her thoughts with Mo Beichen.
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