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"The emperor really wants to go out of the palace to play?"

Sheng Mu spoke quietly, his eyes dark, making it difficult to see his true intentions.

Zhouze was stared at so closely by the man, and an involuntary nervousness flashed through his heart, and then he nodded.

"That's right, I stay in the palace all day long. It's really boring. I can't get in touch with or see the real life of the people."

"Okay." Sheng Mu responded suddenly.

Zhouze couldn't help but be stunned, "Right Prime Minister, agree?"

"How dare you stop the emperor's decision?" Sheng Mu seemed to be smiling but not in a good mood.

Zhou Ze didn't answer for the time being. He carefully looked at Sheng Mu's face, trying to judge whether the other party really agreed or was teasing him.

"However, the opportunity to leave the palace does not come for free. The emperor has to fight for it on his own."

Sheng Mu suddenly said such meaningful words, which made Zhouze unable to react for a moment.

Fight for it on your own?

Sheng Mu... what does this mean?

For no reason, Zhouze felt the other person's gaze staring at his lips becoming more and more intense, almost to the point where he couldn't ignore it at all.

"What does the right minister mean...?" Zhouze couldn't help but asked softly.

"What do you mean?" Sheng Mu smiled when he heard the words, and repeated the question asked by Zhou Ze in his mouth again as if he was playing with it.

Then, before Zhouze had time to react, he leaned forward and pressed Zhouze onto the dragon bed.

In the blink of an eye, the postures of the two people had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Originally, Zhouze and Sheng Mu were far apart, and the two were almost looking at each other, but now, Zhouze seemed to be forced to lie on the huge dragon bed, and the man above him was holding him firmly.

At this moment, the man's whole body was exuding an invisible pressure of danger, which almost made one's hair stand on end.

Zhouze stared blankly above. His hands were already held by Sheng Mu's wrists respectively, and they were also pressed on the bed.

"Sheng Mu——" After a few breaths, Zhou Ze finally came back to his senses.

He subconsciously struggled against the controlled wrist, but the man's strength was extremely strong and could not be shaken at all.

Zhou Ze struggled back and forth for several times, but found that it was useless and the other party was unmoved, so he could only bite his lip and give up the option of "taking action".

He chose to "move his mouth".

"Sheng Mu, what are you trying to do? Are you pretending to be crazy while drinking?"

Zhouze didn't dare to sound too harsh or specific in his tone, for fear of offending Sheng Mu, the consequences would be disastrous.

Sheng Muhe, who was extremely sensitive, naturally noticed the little emperor's slight flinch, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

The overwhelming and ferocious momentum was restrained a little.

But the tight control over Zhouze remains unchanged.

"The emperor is joking, I haven't drunk much wine, so why pretend to be drunk," Sheng Mu said, leaning over slowly and getting closer to the young man who was pressed on the dragon bed by him.

Zhouze's breathing became a little tight unconsciously, and he bit the corner of his lip quietly. His beautiful, round eyes like a cat stared unblinkingly at Sheng Mu above.

Like a soft little beast that is extremely alert and helpless.

Sheng Mu lowered his eyes. Although his face was calm and unresponsive, in fact, his blood was inexplicably hot. This was something he had never felt before.

This little emperor was really a special case for him, and he sometimes really didn't know how to treat him.

He couldn't beat or scold him, let alone kill him. Even though he was used to raising his temper and disobeying him, he was very angry.

That can only be like this...

Sheng Mu didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes suddenly dimmed, as if he had fallen into a black hole that absorbed all light, leaving only a deep darkness in his pupils.

He chuckled softly and asked: "The emperor has been weak since he was a child, and he has not been taken seriously. He has lived in a quiet and lonely palace with his mother and concubines all year round. I am afraid he has never even had a maidservant who has lost his virginity."

Like a question, but actually a statement.

Before Sheng Mu uses a person, he will naturally investigate his background and interpersonal relationships.

It was precisely because Zhou Ze's life experience was simple enough and his background power was weak enough that he was chosen by Sheng Mu Yu among all the princes.

At the critical moment, weakness becomes a talisman.

Zhou Ze listened blankly to Sheng Mu's teasing and felt the extreme frivolity in the other person's words. He couldn't help but feel annoyed and retorted:

"Why, the right minister now wants to show off to me that you have many maids?"

Sheng Mu was made to laugh by the young man's nonsensical reply, and his tone finally softened slightly, "Of course not, I don't like to be so close to others."

Zhouze couldn't help but mutter: "I really can't see this."

Sheng Mu had forced himself to be "close" to him many times since they first met him, and now too!

Sheng Mu ignored the young man's muttered rebuttal. Smelling the fragrance coming from the young man's body, he felt his mouth became even more dry and his Adam's apple rolled quietly several times.

It just so happened that at this moment Zhouze tried to break away his hands again, trying to escape from his confinement.

Sheng Mu still refused to let go, and his voice became hoarse, "Why don't I help you."

Zhouze's eyelids jumped immediately, "Help, help me? Help for what?"

The young man's tone was obviously panicked. Sheng Mu did not speak this time, but responded directly with action.

He completely leaned forward and leaned closer to Zhouze. The young emperor who was pinned down by him was wearing a luxurious moon-white middle coat with gold thread trimming. The green silk was spread out like a waterfall on the dragon couch, showing a messy beauty that attracted everyone's attention. The desire for destruction deep in the human soul is ready to move.

Sheng Mu's lips fell on the young man's delicate neck, "The emperor wants to go to the palace, doesn't he? Then let me see how strong this determination is."

Zhouze shrank uncontrollably: "!"

This... old fox! It's clear that he is serving his own interests for public benefit!

What depends on determination? This is obviously an excuse to take advantage of him!

Zhou Ze's cheeks felt uncontrollably hot. He was pinned down so tightly that he couldn't get away from the man at all, so he could only let the man eat his flesh.

He could clearly feel the cold and soft lips of the other party rubbing against the skin of his neck little by little.

The touch felt like being licked by a snake-like cold-blooded animal.

Zhouze couldn't help but shiver slightly, and reflexively turned his face away, wanting to stay away from Sheng Mu.

But as soon as he left Sheng Mu's contact, Zhou Ze heard a demonic voice in his ears, "The emperor doesn't want to leave the palace?"

Zhouze: "..."

Insidious, cunning, hateful.

"Well, what's the matter with leaving the palace?" Zhou Ze struggled slightly, then turned his head back and glared at Sheng Mu.

"Your Majesty, the ministers are responsible for leaving the palace. Since the Emperor wants to leave the palace, do you need to persuade the ministers?" Sheng Mu said solemnly, as if he was really deliberation.

If their current postures weren't so ambiguous, Zhou Ze would have believed it.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "So the Right Prime Minister wants me to convince you like this?"

Sheng Mu heard this but smiled and said nothing.

Zhou Ze now fully understood what Sheng Mu meant. What was persuading? It was clearly "to please".