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Chapter 224 The Concubine and the Emperor 11

"Wang Hua, how do you do things? You can't even do such a small thing!"

Prince Qi was seething with rage. He had seen Chu Yun's behavior at the banquet the previous night, and he didn't need Wang Hua to explain whether his plan had succeeded or not. He simply wanted to call him over to vent his anger.

Seeing no one answering him, King Qi looked at the people sitting below him and asked, "Where is Wang Hua?"

The hall was silent and no one dared to answer.

Finally, a voice broke the silence: "Wang Hua... seems to be still in Liuxiang and has not returned yet." The voice of the person speaking became smaller and smaller. He lowered his head, not daring to look directly at King Qi's increasingly gloomy face.

Prince Qi frowned, a sneer curling up at the corner of his mouth: "Great! Very good! You can't even handle such a small matter, and you still have the leisure to seek pleasure in the willow alleys. Since you are so eager for women, then don't get out of bed again."

Just a few words decided Wang Hua's future.

Wang Hua was just a small-time figure of the fifth rank, and it was not worth it for King Qi to spend more time and attention on him.

Prince Qi was only concerned about how to get his people to contact Chu Jun so that his plan could proceed. He pointed at the armrest of the chair, feeling annoyed.

"Maybe... we can win over Mo Heng?" someone suggested.

Upon hearing this, Prince Qi stopped knocking and looked at the person who made the sound. It was a short and fat man. Prince Qi remembered that the other person was the Minister of Personnel, Shi Qing.

Seeing Prince Qi looking at him, Shi Qing boldly stepped forward and offered a suggestion. A cunning glint flashed in his eyes: "Lord Mo was ostracized when he was in the Mohist School. It would be impossible for him to have no grudge against the Mohist School. Can we use the Mohist School to get close to Mo Heng and gain his trust?"

The discord between the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Revenue was well known, and Shi Qing and Mo Chong had a personal grudge. Some questioned Shi Qing's motives: "But why would Lord Mo accept our overtures? He's so favored by the Emperor now, he's probably forgotten all about the Mo family."

Shi Qing responded calmly, "The Emperor's favor cannot last forever. Falling out of favor is what Mo Heng worries about most, and it's also our opportunity. The Mo family is incapable of achieving anything and cannot support Mo Heng. Mo Heng also distrusts Mo Chong and has a rift with the Mo family. Mo Heng now only has the Emperor to rely on, and we can ensure that he remains in the Emperor's favor forever. Do you think Mo Heng will take action?"

Prince Qi wasn't interested in Shi Qing and Mo Chong's personal grudge, but his proposal did pique Prince Qi's interest: "What do you want to do?"

Shi Qing bowed and replied respectfully, "We can overthrow the Mo family as a token of our loyalty to Mo Heng. Mo Heng is now the emperor's closest person. With a little guidance, we can get him to help us accomplish many things."

Prince Qi pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Although Mo Chong is not very smart, he has a solid foundation to have risen to the position of Minister of Revenue. He won't stumble easily. I'll give you half a month. Don't let me down."

"Yes." Shi Qing answered respectfully, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

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"Li Yu."

Chu Jun was buried in the Shangshufang, concentrating on reviewing the pile of memorials. When he picked up the teacup, he found that it was empty and wanted Li Yu to add some tea for him.

When I looked up, I found that the person who usually stood next to me had left at some point, and my brows unconsciously frowned slightly.

"Eunuch Li went out for something. I saw you were concentrating on reviewing the memorials, so I didn't call you."

Chu Jun only noticed when he heard this that Mo Heng had been standing beside him. He relaxed his frown and no longer paid attention to Li Yu who had left. He knew without a second thought that the other party must have been sent away by Mo Heng.

Mo Heng stood beside Chu Yun and poured tea into his cup. The fragrance of orchids spread.

Chu Jun's attention was drawn to the aroma of tea: "It smells so good, is that the Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots I gave you?"

"Well, Your Majesty, please try it. I am quite good at making tea." Mo Heng nodded.

Upon hearing this, Chu Jun picked up the teacup expectantly and sipped it carefully.

Guzhu Purple Bamboo Tea has a fresh, refreshing sweetness upon entering the mouth, like the taste of a mountain spring. The tea soup slides gently across the tip of the tongue, bringing a delicate and soft feeling, without the slightest astringency, only the pure tea fragrance lingering in the mouth.

After drinking Guzhu Zisun, there will be a light sweet aftertaste deep in the throat. This sweet feeling will gradually increase, making people want to take another sip. This aftertaste is long-lasting and profound.

Chu Jun usually likes West Lake Longjing tea. This is the first time she tasted this purple bamboo tea and she thought it was really good. No wonder Mo Heng liked it so much.

Mo Heng looked at Chu Jun with shining eyes, knowing that he was satisfied, and asked while holding the teapot, "Your Majesty, would you like another cup?"

Chu Jun shuddered when he heard this, and his calves began to tremble unconsciously. He suddenly remembered the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet a few days ago.

That day, Mo Heng said the same thing to him, and he drank one cup after another.

Chu Jun had no recollection of what happened afterwards. He guessed that he was drunk.

Because when he woke up the next day, it was already noon, and the marks on his and Mo Heng's bodies were so severe that they were unbearable to look at.

Especially on Mo Heng's body, there were deep and shallow marks, making it seem as if Mo Heng was the one underneath.

Chu Jun felt that he must have been drunk last night, revealing his true nature, and had been pestering Mo Heng all night, which led to the current situation.

Otherwise, how could such an obedient and well-behaved person like Mo Heng become so terrible?

Because of her guilty conscience, Chu Jun, who was unable to get out of bed, rarely did she lose her temper with Mo Heng. Instead, she just accepted Mo Heng's service with a blushing face and behaved very docilely the whole day.

"Your Majesty?" Mo Heng looked at Chu Jun staring at the teapot in his hand and asked in confusion.

Chu Jun came back to his senses from his memories and said, "Ah? Another drink."

Mo Heng felt relieved after receiving Chu Yun's answer. He smiled slightly and poured tea for Chu Yun.

"Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell?" Mo Heng had been too harsh that day when Chu Jun was drunk. He had lost control because Chu Jun had been catering to him all night.

He applied the best medicine to the little emperor, but Chu Jun still couldn't get out of bed all day. Mo Heng felt guilty, so he didn't bother him these days. He just didn't know how Chu Jun was recovering.

Chu Jun thought Mo Heng was just worried about him, so he smiled and replied, "I've recovered a long time ago. I'm in good health."

"In that case, Your Majesty will surely fulfill my wish today." Mo Heng, who had been abstaining from sex for several days, smiled more broadly upon hearing this. He put down the teapot and took Chu Yun's hand.

He bent down slightly and looked up at Chu Jun from below, his fox eyes looking at her expectantly. In Chu Jun's eyes, he looked like a spoiled dog and a concubine vying for favor.

"Of course!" Chu Jun forgot the pain after his wound healed.