shock! The villain once again turned the male protagonist into a yandere and criticized him like cra

Quite... fickle.

Sheng Mu was a little more impressed by the young emperor. He thought he was just a puppet before, and he didn't even look at him carefully.

"Your Majesty," Sheng Mu Youyou said, "The Emperor's enthronement is indeed a big event, but the celebration banquet was delayed due to the war. Now that the war on the border has subsided, I think the celebration banquet can be started."

According to tradition, in order to celebrate the new emperor's accession to the throne, the Yan Dynasty usually held a three-day and three-night celebration banquet, where the whole country celebrated together and the whole world was amnesty.

But Sheng Mu originally didn't plan to mobilize so much for this new emperor. After all, he was just a small and insignificant puppet who might "die accidentally" because he didn't like him.

But now, Sheng Mu changed his mind.

He wanted to see what waves this little puppet could create.

Zhouze didn't know what was going on in Sheng Mu's mind. He only heard what he was talking about about celebrations and banquets, but he didn't understand much, so he casually said: "Everything depends on the Prime Minister. You can just let the Prime Minister handle it." "

Sheng Mu paused after hearing this. He didn't expect that the young man didn't care about the matter. He thought that the young man would be somewhat happy.

"I accept the decree."

After he finished speaking, Zhou Ze began to eat. During this period, he was quiet and focused on enjoying the palace food.

There was no need to pay attention to Sheng Mu's intention.

Sheng Mu had been used to eating these for a long time, and now they tasted like ordinary food, nothing special. Therefore, he ate absentmindedly, and even frowned slightly, wondering why the new emperor was so devoted and satisfied.

And when facing him in the past, the new emperor was always fearful and timid, as if he was facing a bloodthirsty beast. How could he be as relaxed and carefree as he is today, as if there was no one around him.

Could this also be pretended and put on a show?

Sheng Mu thought to himself.

Suddenly I heard the young man say: "Right Prime Minister, this tiger skin chicken feet is good, try it."

Sheng Mu was stunned, try it? How dare the little emperor use such a casual tone to him?

He has been in power for a long time and is used to others being obedient and obedient to him. He has never heard such wanton inquiries, let alone coming from the mouth of this little puppet he specially selected.

"..." Sheng Mu's mood was extremely complicated, but he didn't say anything or respond for a while.

Zhouze saw that the other party had no response and did not add any strategy points. After silently curling his lips in his heart, he stopped paying attention to the other party and concentrated on eating his own meal.

Um! So delicious!

Sheng Mu said, "The celebration banquet is about to start." Not long after he said this, everyone inside and outside the palace was already busy.

Zhouze went to court and retired from court as usual, drowsy and tired, and all state affairs were handled by the right Prime Minister Sheng Mu. He ate well, drank well, and slept well every day, without even changing the rules, which was very beautiful.

The days of being a puppet were extremely comfortable.

Until that day, he took advantage of the clear weather and took a few palace guests for a walk in the imperial garden to enjoy the flowers. Suddenly, he saw Sheng Mu, dressed in dark official robes, walking toward him.

"Right Prime Minister?" Zhou Ze stopped and raised his head slightly to look at the young man who was much taller than him.

This Sheng Mu really has a good skin, his eyebrows are like sharp swords, and his eyes are like torches. His whole person is cold and solemn and ruthless, yet he is so powerful.

I'm afraid it will make people fear and respect them, but he is not among them.

Zhouze was very calm and waited for Sheng Mu to speak.

However, before Sheng Mu could speak, Zhouze caught a glimpse of a black shadow coming from the corner of the horizon like lightning, out of the corner of his eye.

what?

Zhouze's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously avoided it, but he saw a cold light flash across his eyes.

It's a sharp weapon.

Is this person going to hurt someone?

When Zhouze thought of this, the eunuchs and palace people around him were already screaming heart-breakingly.

"Someone is coming! Escort! Escort!"

"There is an assassin! Someone come and protect the emperor!"

……

The noise made Zhouze's head buzz. He was not worried that the assassin could really hurt him. After all, he was a little god, but out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught sight of Sheng Mu standing aside.

Ah.

If you want to just sit back and watch, that's not possible!

A hint of cunning flashed across Zhouze's eyes. While the palace people were trying to stop the masked assassin, he took the opportunity to hide behind Sheng Mu. He pretended to be trembling and clenched the corner of his robe tightly, as if to embolden himself, he whispered a command. :

"Right Prime Minister, you, you can't ignore me, you have to protect me! Do you hear me?"

Sheng Mu was stunned and realized that he was being used as a shield by the young man. He was angry and funny at the same time. How dare this little prince? Isn't he, Sheng Mu, more terrifying than the assassin?

But now that this "order" had been given to him, Sheng Mu simply responded calmly, turned around and hugged the young new emperor into his arms.

With a raised hand, he wrapped the frail and thin boy tightly with a large cloak to protect him.

Sheng Mu had practiced martial arts and served in the army. In his eyes, the poor assassin's skills were nothing more than a joke and not worth his while.

So Sheng Mu, under the cover of the palace people and guards, protected Zhou Ze tightly and hugged him, and quickly returned to the Yangxin Hall.

After entering the Yangxin Hall, which was guarded by palace guards, Sheng Mu gently placed Zhouze in his arms on the dragon bed.

"My escort was in a moment of impatience and offended the emperor. I would like to ask the emperor to punish me."

Sheng Mu still spoke respectfully.

But his indifferent expression revealed his true attitude.

When Zhouze saw Sheng Mu's appearance, he felt a little unhappy for no reason, and when he thought about the opponent's strategy value that had not been touched at all in these days, he became even more angry.

Can this be tolerated?

Zhouze thought for a while and did not answer Sheng Mu immediately. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at himself repeatedly, as if he was looking for something.

Sheng Mu pursed his lips and asked lightly: "Did the Emperor drop something?"

Zhouze shook his head and finally "rummaged" to find a slightly bruised spot on his arm.

"Look, my dragon's body is damaged, right minister, what's your crime?"

Zhouze pushed up his wide long sleeves, handed his gleaming white hands with soft skin in front of Sheng Mu, and began to apologize with a stern face.

As everyone knows, his slender arms are emitting a faint fragrance that seems to be there but not at all.

Normally, no one would know about it, but now that it was no longer protected by clothes, it was all exposed to the tip of Sheng Mu's nose.

That was all, but there was still a bit of softness in the young man's voice. Even if he was deliberately angry, it would not make people feel scared at all.

It just feels like a kitten showing off its claws in anger, thinking that it is fierce, but in fact, a human can stop it with one hand.

This is what Sheng Mu felt.

He was silent for a moment, squatting on his knees beside the dragon bed, looking directly at the young new emperor sitting on the dragon bed, and when he spoke again, his voice seemed to be hoarse.

"Then what does the Emperor want to do with the ministers?"

"Disposal..." Zhouze didn't know the danger yet, so he touched his chin and started thinking.