Dressed as a General's Pampered Wife

"But, Your Majesty, have you ever thought about yourself?"

"...Have you ever thought about me?" Yi Yunqu's tone was flat, but his heart was already tumbling violently.

Mu Shaohong gave him a strong feeling of uneasiness, he seemed to be luring Ion Yuan to move in an irreversible direction bit by bit, and the price was...

Mu Shaohong, who was listening quietly, paused suddenly when he heard these words, his mouth full of sugar moved a few times awkwardly, and his hands under the table couldn't help curling up into fists.

Mu Shaohong looked at him, seeming to be unsure of Yi Yunqu's mind, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will protect you from worries for the rest of your life, and you will have fame and fortune. If you don't believe me, I will..."

Before I finished speaking, I was interrupted by Yi Yunqu, "I, Yi Yunqu, have never cared about fame and fortune. The wealth of the Yi family will keep me safe for three lifetimes. It was not my original intention to be an official in the court. Your Majesty, you know what I am doing. What is it? I just want you to live." Live happily and worry-free.

But Mu Shaohong's eyes never fell on Yi Yunqu, the person who said he would protect him when he was a child has always done so.

The palace fell silent for a moment, so quiet that you could hear a needle drop.

A crack appeared on Mu Shaohong's Qingjun face, and the sugar in his mouth had melted at this time. Yi Yunqu's usual romantic and amorous lips were tightly pursed, and his face was serious.

"I won't live long, Yi Yunqu, did I not tell you?" Mu Shaohong's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

Yi Yunqu's heart trembled, and a murderous look appeared in his eyes. He only thought that Mu Shaohong was joking, but the tone made him unable to think so.

"What doesn't live long!"

"I pave the way for Ion Yuan and Da Wei to live, but I myself have only a dead end."

"Yi Yunqu, this throne should belong to Ion Yuan."

Every single word was like a thunderbolt in Yi Yunqu's place, and it really was all for Ion Yuan... But why does the throne belong to Ion Yuan?

"I competed with a group of princes for the throne. After doing my best, I ascended the throne with the help of the queen mother. There are a lot of secrets, this Great Zhou was originally Great Wei, and this country was taken from the former emperor Wei Zhongzong by the Mu family's shady means."

"The empress dowager listens to the government behind the curtain. She wants this world. The posthumous posthumous son of the former prince was appointed as the prince in the name of my poor health. But I am in good health, so how can I be poor?"

"By the time I found out, the poison on my body had accumulated so much that the imperial physicians were helpless. Now that Plasma Yuan is dead, the Queen Mother's family will take control of the Great Zhou world as a matter of course. If the world falls into the hands of the Queen Mother's family, Da Zhou may not be able to do anything." It will be better."

Mu Shaohong spoke eloquently, as if he wasn't talking about something that violated the family relationship.

When Yi Yunqu heard this, he was extremely shocked, but he didn't show it on the surface. He didn't care about the world now, he only cared about Mu Shaohong's words that even the imperial physician was helpless to deal with the poison in his body.

"The imperial doctor said how many years do you have to live?" Yi Yunqu was almost calm.

Mu Shaohong looked at him strangely, but in the end he answered honestly, "The imperial doctor said that within three years, if the care is good, it can be up to five years."

"But the Empress Dowager may not be able to wait so long, she will definitely kill all the people who leave home." Mu Shaohong privately thought that Yi Yunqu was concerned about how long it would take him to do, so he said to himself.

"...I understand." Yi Yunqu only felt bitterness in his mouth, and he didn't know what to say after he finished speaking.

This person can speak about his life and death so lightly, it is really cold-hearted, the person who has been with him for more than ten years is him, Yi Yunqu.

"If the emperor has any plans, don't hide them from me. I will help with anything. Take good care of your body, and I will leave first." Yi Yunqu smiled bitterly, and got up to leave.

When Mu Shaohong saw that he was going to leave, he suddenly became nervous, got up and got off the wooden floor, but after sitting cross-legged for too long, he staggered forward and grabbed Yi Yunqu.

"Yi Yunqu!" Mu Shaohong suddenly raised his voice and stopped him.

"It's getting dark outside, the gate of the palace has been locked, you can't even go out." Mu Shaohong said very fast.

"The emperor asked Eunuch Zhang to bring a word, and the subject can still leave the palace," Yi Yunqu said in a distant tone, with an inexplicable anger in his heart, and he didn't know who it was for, and pulled him back to the side of Muta.

"...Are you angry?" Mu Shaohong frowned and asked.

"I don't have the right to be angry. Your Majesty, please rest. Mr. Zhang will take the minister out of the palace," Yi Yunqu said indifferently, and turned to leave.

"After the palace gate is banned, it cannot be reopened. There are new rules in the palace. Mr. Yi, you need to stay in the palace tonight." Mu Shaohong said hastily.

Yi Yunqu raised his eyebrows. Can this palace rule be added in just a few months?

"Where does the minister sleep tonight?" Yi Yunqu asked sullenly.

Mu Shaohong pursed his lips, held his wrist, and shook it imperceptibly, "Sleeping with me, since I ascended the throne, I have never slept with you again."

After becoming the emperor, everything seems to be different from all the teenage years.

But the only thing that hasn't changed is Yi Yunqu, who has always stood by his side like an older brother. When he was young, he had nightmares, and Yi Yunqu, who was his book companion, would also hug him and fall asleep on the same bed.

"I dare not offend the dragon bed," Yi Yunqu was surprised, he seemed to see Mu Shaohong who was leaning on him like a soft glutinous dumpling when he was a child, but he still said so.

"You said when you were a child that you would rely on me for everything, are you going to alienate me too?" Mu Shaohong's heart tightened, and his hands clenched his wrist.

Yi Yunqu sighed softly, took his hand behind his back, and walked towards the side hall.

That is the place where Mu Shaohong usually rests.

Mu Shaohong breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face, although he didn't know why he was happy.

There were layers of golden silk curtains, Yi Yunqu brushed aside the silk curtains, and walked towards the wide golden dragon bed inside.

Mu Shaohong, who was led away, felt a little nervous, and when he got to the bedside, he didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Take off your clothes and go to sleep. You just finished drinking the medicine, so go to sleep. There are not so many excerpts in this big book, so you need to stay up all night to read them." Yi Yunqu nodded his clothes.

After finishing speaking, Yi Yunqu turned his back to him and took off his dusty coat. After taking it off, he was left with a close-fitting white inner garment. His slender body could be seen not to be like those civil servants who neglected training. Mu Shaohong His face blushed inexplicably, but it only took a while to suppress the blush.

"Don't take it off?" Yi Yunqu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, slandering in his heart, this coaxing method was very clumsy, and he was crazy to agree to keep him.

He was simply afraid that he would endure too well.