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The wine glass in his hand almost fell to the table, but Zhou Ze subconsciously squeezed it tightly.

After secretly calming down, Zhou Ze silently looked back and heard another reminder in his mind: "Add 4 to the hero's strategy value. Sheng Mu's current strategy value is 62."

Why are you staring at him?

Suddenly aware of Sheng Mu's gaze, Zhouze was unable to eat or drink in peace for the next few seconds. He felt slightly uncomfortable in every move he made.

At first, he thought Sheng Mu was just glancing at him casually, and happened to catch his eye.

However, after that moment of unprepared looking at each other, when Zhouze took a sneak peek again, he still saw Sheng Mu staring straight at him.

He was "stalking" calmly, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Zhouze couldn't help biting his lower lip, thinking secretly: What is Sheng Mu going to do now? Is he afraid that if he insists on leaving the palace, he will escape?

Who knows what Sheng Mu thinks. Leave him alone.

Zhouze, who gradually adjusted his mentality, decided to pretend to watch the dance seriously and stared unblinkingly in front of him.

To outsiders, the young new emperor seemed to be fascinated by watching this exotic dance. However, everyone knew that Zhouze was just staring ahead in a daze.

But someone didn't want him to concentrate. Suddenly, a strange fragrance poured into the tip of his nose. Zhouze was forced to restrain his wandering thoughts and return his attention to the front.

Only then did he realize that the dancer who was the focus of the dance team had arrived very close to him at some point, spinning smoothly and gracefully in front of him.

The fluttering gauze and ribbons make people feel like they are in a fantasy land.

Zhouze looked at it and felt a little dizzy unconsciously. The few sips of wine he had just taken made him feel drunk.

Wait, he wouldn't pass out in public, would he?

Zhouze held his left cheek slightly, and felt that his cheek was starting to feel a little hot. His long eyelashes kept drooping uncontrollably, and his eyelids were actually heavy.

"Let me help the emperor return to Yangxin Hall to rest."

Suddenly, Sheng Mu's low reminder sounded in his ears, and his cold tone made Zhouze barely regain his sense and clarity.

He nodded and did not resist this time. He allowed the man to lift him up and help him out of the hall where the banquet was held.

When he came to the path outside the palace, the cool and cold night wind blew in his face. Zhouze finally felt less lethargic, and his ears were clear again.

The exotic music, the sounds of people drinking and drinking, and the laughter and laughter, were all left behind him in the main hall.

He could finally rest.

"I didn't expect that the exhaustion of this big banquet would be comparable to that of the last court." Zhouze paced slowly and erratically, and suddenly let out a sigh.

Hearing this, Sheng Mu paused and judged in a low voice: "The emperor is drunk."

"I'm not drunk, don't talk nonsense." Under the night, Zhou Ze glared at Sheng Mu.

In fact, it is still bright outside the hall. There are countless bright and yellow Kongming lanterns flying in the night sky. There are official lanterns and civilian lanterns, all of which are used for praying.

This makes the night in Baiyan Dynasty as bright as day.

The warm yellow light illuminated the young man's beautiful profile. Sheng Mu lowered his eyes and lost his concentration for a moment.

He never thought that this young man he originally planned to use as a puppet would one day be able to attract his attention and care so much.

"The hero's strategy value is increased by 5. Sheng Mu's current strategy value is 67."

Huh? Sheng Mu's strategy value increased again.

Zhouze looked at Sheng Mu reflexively, somewhat curious about what the other person was thinking at the moment, but when their eyes met, Zhouze suddenly felt his body vacate.

"Well!"

Because he was unprepared, Zhouze couldn't help but let out a low scream.

Then he realized that he was being hugged by Sheng Mu. This was not the first time that Sheng Mu hugged him, but he was still on the way.

There are palace guards guarding everywhere when you come and go, so it is inevitable that you will be seen.

Regardless of whether he is a puppet inside or not, he is still the king of a country on the surface. How can a majestic monarch be held in the arms of his ministers and still walk calmly in the palace.

"Sheng Mu, you are so presumptuous!" Zhouze cursed in a low voice.

This time, Sheng Mu did not use some high-sounding official language that seemed respectful but was actually perfunctory. Instead, he said in a low voice: "Excuse me for being rude, I can't help myself."

This sudden frivolous remark with rich meaning made Zhouze freeze in Sheng Mu's arms.

The wine numbed his nerves, making it half a beat later than usual before he could react. There seemed to be something wrong with Sheng Mu's words.

But before he could think about it and respond, Sheng Mu quickened his pace, and before long, they had returned to the Yangxin Palace.

As soon as he returned to his own territory, Zhouze immediately started to move again, and most of the strong drunkenness just now dissipated, which was just convenient for him to struggle and resist.

He deliberately raised his voice to make his order sound more majestic, "Sheng Mu, put me down."

Sheng Mu turned a deaf ear and still carried him to the dragon bed before putting Zhou Ze down.

Immediately, their eyes met again. Because Zhouze was sitting on the bed, he could only look up at Sheng Mu. In order to make up for this disadvantage, Zhouze stared seriously, especially seriously.

"Right Prime Minister, you can retreat."

If Sheng Mu is a bit discerning, then after hearing this...

"The Emperor seems to be unwell. I will stay here tonight to take care of him." Sheng Mu stated in a statement tone. It was obvious that he had no vision.

Zhouze pursed his lips silently, "Okay, okay, whatever."

"Then you call the palace servants, I want to take a shower." Zhouze lost his temper now, turned around and stopped looking at Sheng Mu, and lay down on the dragon bed.

However, there was still no movement or sound from Sheng Mu behind him. Zhouze couldn't help but frown in confusion. Just as he was about to turn around to see what Sheng Mu was doing, he suddenly realized that one of his legs was being held by someone.

Zhouze was stunned for a moment and continued to look, "Sheng Mu?"

Ever since he discovered that calling him by his first name can better vent his anger, Zhouze now rarely calls the other party "right minister", and it has become a habit without realizing it.

Sheng Mu had no objection to this. Hearing the words, he explained lightly: "There is no need for palace servants. I just need to serve the emperor."

Zhouze: "..."

After holding it back, Zhouze still swallowed the words alive.

Has Sheng Mu forgotten that he is the right minister? He had been taking care of him all day long to bathe, dress, and sleep with him, but now he was "stealing" the palace servants' work, which was really hard for him to resist.

But there is no point in refusing.

That would only allow Sheng Mu to directly use the pressure of the right prime minister to "force" him to agree.

So Zhouze acquiesced to the other party's stay, and watched as the man asked the palace attendants to bring him hot water, then carefully helped him wash and undress, and then lay down comfortably on the dragon bed.

After doing all this, Sheng Mu remained as elegant and calm as usual.

Zhou Ze suddenly heard him speak——