Chapter 905: Chapter 721: She Just Wants to See Him Without Clothes
"You!" Emperor Zhoulin staggered at the words, taking two steps back, staring in disbelief at his grandson, who stood before him like a divine presence.
Staring into his resolute eyes.
Upon reflecting, even though he accepted the position of the Crown Prince and moved into the Crown Prince’s Palace, he never participated in court affairs, never met with ministers, and never formed cliques for personal gain. Apart from his military duties and his Changsheng, he was indifferent to everything! He ignored everything about the Capital City!
Was it simply because he never cared, had never thought of coveting all this, and had never even considered sitting on that throne?
Emperor Zhoulin suddenly felt a bit dizzy. He raised his hand to rub his forehead to steady himself.
Han Shan, seeing this, hurried forward to support Emperor Zhoulin’s arm, speaking anxiously, "Your Majesty?"
"It’s nothing, it’s nothing." Emperor Zhoulin shook his head, his face growing grayer as he gazed at that figure as elegant as a jade tree of Qiong branch.
Shining like the moon at its zenith, bright like the vast clear sky.
This was his most valued imperial grandson, the one he had cultivated at all costs!
But where did it all go wrong? How did he end up nurturing someone who regarded the imperial throne as trivial, with such disdain?
Yet wasn’t this originally his? Besides him, whom else could he entrust it to?
Thinking this, Emperor Zhoulin voiced the question.
The Great Zhou could not do without Zhou Mu; if he did not take the throne, to whom else could he give it? Who else could ensure the thousand-year legacy of the Great Zhou would not collapse in an instant under the might of the Southern Emperor?
Zhou Mu deeply looked at Emperor Zhoulin, then turned to walk out of the grand hall.
"Imperial Grandfather, you are still in your prime, even if you are unwell. Let me observe, and living another twenty years is possible. You should hold steadfast as His Majesty of Great Zhou. When my child comes of age, I will naturally step down from the position of Crown Prince and let my child take over your role!" Zhou Mu said, waving to Emperor Zhoulin, "So, it’s settled. Apart from military affairs, don’t bother me with those court matters when I am with my beloved. If you don’t agree, then don’t blame me for handing the Great Zhou over to my beloved, making it that foreign country!"
"You! You!" Emperor Zhoulin looked at the figure about to disappear from the hall, staggered again, almost fainting in anger.
"Ah!" Suddenly, at the hall’s doors, Zhou Mu stopped, turned back, and looked at Emperor Zhoulin, speaking seriously, "As for the matter of my marriage with my beloved, I’ll trouble you to be more attentive. After all, the later the marriage, the later my child will be born, and so, you will have to labor one more day. Don’t you think, Imperial Grandfather?"
Imperial Grandfather! Imperial Grandfather!
Ever since the Eastern Palace incident, Zhou Mu had been calling him Imperial Grandfather in a proper manner. When had he ever called him Granddaddy with such affection?
Now, saying it again, it’s as if he was using him like a horse or ox! This...this really infuriated him!
"Oh my! Master, wait for Yuan Bao!" Yuan Bao saw his master leave and didn’t care about Emperor Zhoulin in the grand hall, eagerly followed, "Master, you just left without asking what brings His Majesty here today."
"What good can it be?" Zhou Mu’s indifferent voice echoed.
"What if it’s about the marriage? If you don’t ask or listen, what if there’s a delay?" Yuan Bao scratched his head.
"Are you all just here for free meals? Are those ministers from the Southern Country here for free meals? Is the entire civil and military court of the Great Zhou here for free meals?" Zhou Mu snorted coldly, "If the wedding can’t be grandly held, if there’s any slight error, I’ll give the Great Zhou to my beloved as compensation! Hmph!"
"..."
As they spoke, the master and servant disappeared from outside the grand hall.
"He is threatening me! Threatening me! That useless descendant! Useless descendant!" Inside the grand hall, Emperor Zhoulin stomped his foot, infuriated, listening to the conversation between master and servant without missing a word, pointing at the hall’s doors, cursing loudly.
Give the Great Zhou to the Southern Emperor? What words!
"Your Majesty..." Han Shan wanted to persuade him but didn’t know what to say.
"Was I just here to listen to his excuses, then be ordered around like a mule or horse for him? I am the Emperor of Great Zhou, not a steward eunuch of his house! Why should I toil over his marriage?" Emperor Zhoulin was very angry.
"Your Majesty is still his grandpa..." Han Shan had to remind him of his other identity.
"I..." Emperor Zhoulin was at a loss for words for a moment, then unwillingly spoke, "Of all my princes and grandsons, none have ever ordered me around so justifiably!"
Han Shan: "..."
Of all Your Majesty’s princes and grandsons, none are as useful as this one, right?
Moreover, causing such a scene, His Majesty seems to have forgotten the purpose of the visit!
Ah! What can I say?
Emperor Zhoulin vented his anger in the Crown Prince’s Palace, but annoyingly, while just like in the County Prince’s Mansion in Liuzhou City, the palace was full of soldiers who avoided encountering him, leaving him nowhere to vent his anger!
With no other choice, Emperor Zhoulin, along with Han Shan, gloomily returned to the harem. The talk between the grandfather and grandson ended unsatisfactorily!
Oh, no, Zhou Mu was quite cheerful, while Emperor Zhoulin was not pleased, and that was it.
As night deepened, once again ignoring Yuan Bao’s pursed lips and sidelong glance, Zhou Mu demonstrated his perfect wall-climbing skills, leaping like a spring breeze into the Heavenly Palace Traveling Palace of the Southern Emperor.
Gu Changsheng had just finished checking the lessons of three little ones and was rubbing his forehead, deeply feeling utterly exhausted, as if countless brain cells had perished!
"Why the gloomy face?" When Zhou Mu entered the Bed Chamber as if into no man’s land, Si Xi and Xiao Cui were helping Gu Changsheng change clothes. Taking the red brocade robe from Si Xi’s hand and draping it over Gu Changsheng’s shoulders, Zhou Mu asked with concern.
"Raising toddlers is tough with three like Ah Dou!" Gu Changsheng sighed.
"Hehe..." Upon hearing this, Zhou Mu immediately laughed.
"Hmm? You’re in a good mood today?" Gu Changsheng was dazzled by Zhou Mu’s smile and immediately asked.
"Yes." Zhou Mu nodded, with time having passed, he suddenly found past events like a dream and no longer cared as much about things from more than ten years ago.
"Why? When you’re riding high on the spring breeze, you should revel in it. Come on, come on, whatever delightful things you’ve got, you ought to share them with me for a laugh." Gu Changsheng perked up and pestered Zhou Mu with questions.
"It’s nothing, don’t tug. If you keep tugging, you’re going to tear my clothes!" Zhou Mu dodged her outstretched hand, raised an eyebrow at her, "Or maybe you actually want to tear off my clothes?"
Gu Changsheng: "..."
Was she being flirted with?
For crying out loud! Shameless!
But Zhou Mu wasn’t done. With a smile, he looked at Gu Changsheng’s embarrassed face. The evildoer stepped forward and stretched the fabric of his collar forward, "Then go ahead, I wouldn’t dare refuse."
Gu Changsheng was genuinely speechless at the man before her. How was this not refusing to decline? Clearly, he couldn’t wait!
For crying out loud! Do I really look that desperate? Who wants to tear off his clothes?
It’s not like she hadn’t seen the sight under his clothes before, she...
Cough, cough!
Thinking of this, Gu Changsheng turned her blushing face away and coughed a few times, raising her hand to pat her burning cheeks!
Dang it, crazy, she’s going mad!
Why was she thinking about the sight under the evildoer’s clothes? His lean chest, firm abs, healthy tan...
Pfft!
Gu Changsheng felt not only her face heat up but her nostrils were burning too!
For crying out loud, was she going to get a nosebleed?
Gu Changsheng turned her back to Zhou Mu and quickly touched her nose, thank goodness, no blood! Otherwise, she couldn’t explain it away with ten mouths!
"Si Xi, throw this rogue out for me, hang him at the door under the moonlight!" Unable to endure any longer, Gu Changsheng finally shouted at Si Xi.
"Huh?" Si Xi froze, draped with a set of nightclothes on his arm, wondering why someone as well-behaved as him suddenly got singled out for such a troublesome task. He couldn’t manage that!
In that brief moment of surprise, Gu Changsheng had already noticed the nightclothes hanging on Si Xi’s arm weren’t hers. Hers were red; she would never use this purplish soft silk!
"Damn it! You traitor! You even prepared nightclothes for him!" Gu Changsheng flared up instantly and lunged at Si Xi, swearing to snatch the nightclothes he brought.
"Master slept in his undershirt yesterday, so uncomfortable..." Si Xi tugged at the nightclothes struggling.
Gu Changsheng held onto the other side, glaring at him intently.
Damn it, everything was prepared with utmost care; this was clearly just encouraging the evildoer to crawl into bed!
After a first and a second time, damn it, now even the nightclothes were ready, this... Anyone would think she was welcoming the evildoer to crawl into her bed!
She was someone with principles, damn it!
"Let go! Whose little eunuch are you really?" Gu Changsheng glared.
"I can’t let go!" Si Xi wore a pained look, tugging at the other side, as if he wouldn’t let go even if it killed him.
The master and servant were engaged in a tug-of-war in the bed chamber, neither willing to let go of the slender nightclothes.
Xiao Cui glanced over, rolled her eyes deftly and returned to other tasks, letting them fuss as much as they wanted. Anyway, her mistress never stayed still unless she was asleep! She was used to it!
"Are you really not going to release it?"
"I can’t let go..."
"Do you believe I’ll send you to the kitchen to have Xiao Leizi fry you into Si Xi Meatballs?" Gu Changsheng threatened.
Si Xi: "..."
He just had a name similar to Si Xi Meatballs, but he truly didn’t look like a meatball!
"Let go!"
"I can’t! If I let go, Master won’t have clothes to wear!" Si Xi insisted.
Gu Changsheng was both annoyed and amused by this ingrate, Si Xi.
"Si Xi, let go. My love just wants to see me without clothes." A teasing voice interjected as the two were locked in contention.
"Huh?" Si Xi was stunned.
And Gu Changsheng’s reaction was more direct, like she’d just encountered a ferocious beast, tossing the nightclothes far away as if it were something hot, visibly afraid to get close!
What a joke, she’d never want the evildoer to be without clothes! Without, clothes, on!
Watching Si Xi clasp his mouth to suppress laughter as he held the nightclothes, Gu Changsheng turned to glower at someone leaning against the bedpost, her anger burning...