Chapter 323 His Majesty is Not My Type (Twenty-Eight) shuhaige.net



While the male protagonist was still unconscious, the female general took it upon herself to arrange for someone to take Ning Luo away.

Within a few days, Ning Luo, who had been staying peacefully in the Ning residence, vanished into thin air.

The Ning family tried to keep the news a secret, but His Majesty was not so easily fooled.

"It seems my sixth brother is still alive." Jun Mochen sneered upon receiving the news.

The neighboring country's strength should not be underestimated, so Jun Moyao is safe hiding there.

Su Chen thought that Jun Mochen might use the Ning family's influence to blackmail Ning Luo, and then blackmail the male lead.

Jun Mochen was getting busier and busier. Su Chen had originally planned to sacrifice herself for the Ning family, but since they hadn't been entering the harem lately, she simply didn't get the chance.

However, Su Chen was never one to sit idly by and wait for death. She went directly to the Imperial Kitchen, grabbed a bowl of soup, and waited outside the Imperial Study.

"What are you doing here?" Jun Mochen asked, looking at the memorial in his hand.

"Your Majesty has worked hard, so I've come to bring you some soup to comfort you." Su Chen deliberately softened her voice to be sweet and charming.

"Oh?" Jun Mochen raised his eyes.

"Your Majesty, please rest and drink the soup first," Su Chen said, opening the food box.

At this moment, Su Chen was devastated, spilling most of the soup into the food box.

"What's wrong? Didn't you want me to drink soup?" Jun Mochen put down his vermilion brush.

Su Chen had no choice but to bite the bullet and bring the remaining half bowl of soup to Jun Mochen.

Jun Mochen glanced at it, then looked up and drank it down.

"I've finished drinking. Is there anything else?"

Su Chen found a stool and sat down. "You review the memorials, I'll stay here for a while and read a book."

Jun Mochen raised an eyebrow and then lowered his head to look at the memorial.

Su Chen stood up and went to the bookshelf, pretending to pick out books. She chose a few folk tales about the strange and supernatural.

As she passed by Jun Mochen, she even brushed against his shoulder as if by accident.

Then he sat quietly in the chair and read a book.

Su Chen has never liked reading serious books, but she loves reading books like "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio" and "What the Master Did Not Say," though she doesn't dare to read them at night.

She was so engrossed in watching that she didn't even notice Jun Mochen looking up at her and smiling.

It was getting dark, and Su Chen's eyes were tired from looking at the lamp, so Lian Hai placed a lamp on the table next to her.

Su Chen suddenly realized that she had been so engrossed in her book that she had forgotten about the important matter at hand.

Seeing that Jun Mochen was still reading the memorials, Su Chen quietly moved over and curiously observed the contents of the memorials from behind him.

Unexpectedly, Jun Mochen seemed to have eyes in the back of his head and slammed the folded book shut.

"Are you aware that women are not allowed to interfere in politics?" Jun Mochen asked sternly.

Su Chen didn't say anything, but the next second Jun Mochen felt something soft touch his face.

He turned around and looked at Su Chen with a deep gaze.

Su Chen shamelessly pretended that nothing had happened, "Your Majesty, it's time to rest your eyes."

"Oh? Where would my beloved consort like me to rest?" Jun Mochen stood up.

Su Chen tragically discovered that his aura was already insufficient; when he stood up, he was like a wall, while he himself was a trapped beast forced into a corner.

"How about..." Su Chen swallowed, "...we go to Jade Feather Palace?"

“So, my beloved consort has come today to hint, no, to explicitly tell me…” Jun Mochen took a step forward.

"Hehehe, Your Majesty, if you know, you shouldn't say it out loud." Su Chen blushed.

"Alright, then I'll grant my wish to my beloved consort this once." Jun Mochen smiled, a smile that sent chills down Su Chen's spine.

Jade Feather Palace, midnight.

"Jun Mochen, are you ever going to stop?!"

"What did you call me?"

Another scream rang out, and Lian Hai, who was outside the door, silently handed Mu Mu two wads of cotton.

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