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

Zhouze stopped interfering with the rest of the matter and left it all to Sheng Mu.

As promised, Sheng Mu handled the situation perfectly, and no one could find a single fault.

The world still has clear rivers and clear seas, and the world is at peace.

Under Sheng Mu's "meticulous" leadership, Zhouze spent day and night learning how to become a truly wise king, but it was a bit laborious.

And this night, just after a hearty and in-depth study, Zhouze lay lazily in Sheng Mu's arms, couldn't help but take a bite of Sheng Mu's tight and hard abdominal muscles, and asked on a whim. :

"By the way Sheng Mu, how did that beast like the late emperor die in the end? Tell me and it will make me happy."

Once the young man's voice stopped pretending to be majestic, it was immediately revealed to be its original softness, and his words were unceremonious.

Hearing this, Sheng Mu paused for a moment while twirling the young man's smooth hair, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly unconsciously.

Without answering, he asked: "Why, the emperor's talent is not refreshing enough?"

Zhouze: "..."

The young man's snow-white and delicate cheeks were instantly covered with a seductive blush.

Those beautiful, round eyes became more vivid and lively with anger, and they were staring at Sheng Mu unblinkingly.

"What are you talking about? Be careful I slap you in the mouth."

The young emperor's angry look made the Prime Minister's eyes darken.

Sheng Mu gently held Zhouze's slender wrist and reminded him again, "Your Majesty, please don't speak dirty words."

Although he couldn't help but feel a little moved when he heard the little emperor scolding others, it would be a waste if the little emperor used it to scold others.

While thinking this, Sheng Mu raised his other hand and touched Zhouze's soft lips. His fingertips gently rubbed the soft and elastic lips several times.

Zhouze felt a little strange when he was being rubbed. He couldn't help but shrink back and dodge reflexively.

The rough calluses on Sheng Mu's fingertips are really disturbing.

It's one feeling when it touches the skin, and another feeling when it touches the lips.

Just as Zhouze was about to ask Sheng Mu to stop rubbing his mouth with his fingers, he suddenly felt the slightly rough fingertips touch the roof of his mouth.

hiss--

This!

Suddenly, Zhou Ze, who was extremely sensitive, almost exploded.

The eyes glaring at Sheng Mu became more "fierce" and moist in an instant.

"Sheng Mu, you, um..." Zhouze was just about to accuse, when a numb feeling passed over his upper jaw.

hateful! What's wrong with this guy? Why did he do this again! Aren't you afraid of being beheaded?

Zhouze wanted to bite it hard to teach Sheng Mu a lesson, but after thinking about it several times, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Forget it, get used to it.

After being stirred up in his mouth for a long time, Zhouze's eyes were already moist and red around his eyes. His misty eyes made Sheng Mu's Adam's apple roll twice as he was being watched like this.

After wiping with a handkerchief, Sheng Mu leaned close to Zhouze's ear and whispered. Then as expected, he saw Zhouze's cheeks bursting red, and his eyes became even more embarrassed.

Only then did Sheng Mu smile with satisfaction.

Answered Zhouze: "He was finally sealed in a coffin by me. The coffin was made with a special method, which not only kept his body from rotting, but also prevented him from suffocating to death in a short period of time. You Guess how he will die in the end?"

Zhou Ze was stunned and tried to imagine the scene.

A person is locked in a dark coffin from which he cannot get out. He does not die immediately, but slowly dies of despair bit by bit.

Hmm... Sheng Mu is really cruel.

But it's still cheaper than that old beast who has done countless harm!

Xu Shi saw Zhouze's idea, and Sheng Mu added with a smile: "Before sealing the coffin, I gave him talisman powder."

"What is that?" Zhouze tilted his head in confusion.

Sheng Mu pinched Zhou Ze's soft and tender chin, "Your Majesty, do you still remember that I mentioned before that those refugees who died tragically can transfer their luck, and the talisman powder is made from them, but It needs to be refined with luck, not resentment.”

Sheng Mu's understatement of the last four words seemed to have profound meaning.

Zhouze noticed it immediately and asked quickly: "Grudge? Is it possible that the thing you gave him was refined with the grievances of the refugees?"

"Your Majesty is so smart."

Now Sheng Mu is no longer limited to praising him as "wise", but this Bingxue smart person is really...

That’s all, let’s not argue with this guy for now.

He stared at Sheng Mu closely and heard Sheng Mu further explain: "The Luck Refining Talisman can make a person get infinite good luck out of thin air, while resentment turned into powder can bring together thousands of bad lucks."

Zhouze was slightly surprised after hearing this.

Good guy.

Thousands of misfortunes... As soon as you hear it, you know it won't be easy.

"So it's impossible to say that he will soon encounter landslides, ground cracks, blizzards, freezing rain...or various other disasters, and then experience them one by one before dying a perfect death. What does the emperor think?"

Zhouze: "..." There's nothing more to say. Let's just go with a 6.

He was satisfied to hear that the damn old beast could be so miserable.

Lying happily in Sheng Mu's arms, Zhouze fell asleep unconsciously, thinking that everything was over and calm days were coming.

Zhouze was not expecting a bombshell the next day.

Above the court, the ministers respected him more and more, and no longer respected Sheng Mu as their leader. Zhou Ze couldn't help but sigh with emotion every time he looked at this change.

It's clear that not long has passed, but when I think about the first time I came to this world, it really feels like a different world, things are different and people are different.

Very good, enough to satisfy the craving of an emperor.

However, Zhouze's joy ended when the most senior veteran in the court spoke.

"Your Majesty, in this age of peace and prosperity, I should kneel down and thank you for your kindness, but I also have a worry, which is that the Emperor will fill the harem."

Zhouze: "..."

He glanced at Sheng Mu standing aside subconsciously and calmly.

Well, I can't tell what the other person is thinking at all.

But no matter what I think, I will definitely not agree with it.

Who would have thought that Sheng Mu was clearly the one who proposed the draft as soon as possible in the first place.

Zhouze had a lot of thoughts for a while. Between "teasing Sheng Mu without fear of death" and "saving his life is the most important thing", he chose to make a mistake.

"Ahem," Zhouze no longer looked at Sheng Mu, but turned his attention to the old minister who made the suggestion, "I have indeed given some thought to this draft..."

The subtle murmurings made the ministers mistakenly think that a draft was about to be arranged, and they all became excited and geared up to show off - if their daughter could enter the palace and win the position of queen, wouldn't it be a glorious honor for the ancestors.

However, Zhouze changed the topic, "I haven't had the leisure yet. I just want to spend my limited time and energy on people's livelihood and political affairs, so I'll put this matter aside for now."

All the ministers burst into tears.

Zhouze looked at Sheng Mu again at this time.