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The servant quickly brought up the new tea set, then skillfully left the room, leaving the space for the emperor and empress.

Mo Heng gracefully brewed him another cup of purple bamboo tea, and the room was immediately filled with the fragrance of tea.

"Is the goose pear incense lit in this room? It smells really nice." Chu Jun couldn't help but ask when he smelled the sweet fragrance in the tea.

Mo Heng pushed the teacup in front of Chu Yun and replied, "I asked my servant to order it. If Your Majesty doesn't like it, I'll have it removed."

"Goodbye, goodbye. I'm getting tired of smelling Long Yanxiang all the time. It's good to change the taste." Chu Jun took a sip of tea, and the orchid fragrance spread in his mouth. The anger in his heart subsided a little. "Why does my uncle want to see you? Why do people always like to bypass me when they want to see you? Is it that I can't listen to what they say?"

"Your Majesty has heard it, but..." Mo Heng seemed to have remembered something unpleasant, and the smile on his lips could no longer be maintained.

He pursed his lips slightly, lowered his eyes, and suddenly a tear fell from the corner of his eye. The tear fell on the tea table, and with a "tick", it broke into pieces.

Chu Jun didn't expect Mo Heng to burst into tears so suddenly, and panicked: "But what did your uncle tell you? I'm going to court tomorrow, or I'll call him into the palace to settle your score."

But Mo Heng just cried and refused to say a word, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

When had Mo Heng ever been so sad in front of him? Chu Jun concluded that Wei Ling must have said something excessive to Mo Heng and had taken a deep note of him in his heart.

That day, Queen Mo, who had just been crowned as the queen, cried for a long time. The foolish King of Chu tried his best to make the beauty smile.

At the evening banquet, the ministers watched their noble majesty doting on Mo Heng to the extreme, and their eyes were drawn when they looked at Mo, as if they had been lured into a fox's den.

The loyal ministers at the banquet couldn't help but worry.

I hope that Mo has no ill intentions towards Your Majesty, otherwise it would be disastrous if Your Majesty were to embark on a path of no return.

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The next day, the maids in charge of flowers in Yong'an Palace discovered something strange.

The little maid Xiaomei frowned and looked at the pine and cypress trees in the corner with yellowing branches and leaves in surprise. She gently stroked the withered yellow leaves, her heart full of doubts: "Huh? Why did this pot of pine and cypress wither?" She remembered that the pine and cypress were still in good condition yesterday. At that time, she asked her sister who was teaching her why the pine and cypress were so green at the beginning of spring.

"It seems to have withered!" Xiaoli, another young maid, saw the obviously withered pine and cypress in front of Xiaomei, her brows furrowed, and her tone was filled with anxiety, "Oh, let's move out quickly. If Eunuch Li sees us, we will be punished."

Hearing about the punishment, Xiaomei also became anxious. She bit her lip, a trace of anxiety flashing in her eyes: "It's over, it's over, my reward money for this month will be deducted. But aren't pine and cypress the most resistant to withering? They were still fine yesterday!"

"Oh, who knows?" Xiaoli also felt unlucky. The pines and cypresses that usually gave her the least worry had actually withered. But fortunately, they discovered it in time, so it was a kind of luck. She sighed and shook her head helplessly.

The potted plant was heavy, so the two maids lifted it together and slowly walked out of the yard. Xiaomei firmly supported the bottom of the potted plant, while Xiaoli carefully supported the branches.

Suddenly, Xiaomei seemed to smell something, frowned in confusion, and twitched her nose slightly: "Do you smell the scent of pear blossoms? Such a sweet fragrance."

"Yes, it's so sweet!" Xiaoli also smelled the sweet fragrance. She looked around and suddenly saw the branches of the neighboring house sticking out from the palace wall, with tender white flowers hanging on them. A smile appeared on her face. "Maybe it's because the pear blossoms planted in the yard next door are blooming."

Xiaomei followed Xiaoli's gaze and looked towards the next door. The snow-white pear blossoms were like clouds peeking out from the palace wall, with a hint of playfulness.

"It's May again. We also came to Yong'an Palace in May last year." Xiaomei said with emotion, a trace of nostalgia flashing in her eyes.

Xiao Li also sighed, "Time flies so fast. In just one year, this Yong'an Palace has become the Queen's bedroom."

"Can we say we have witnessed the Queen's ascension?"

"No, no, no, we are witnessing His Majesty's love for his wife. When new maids come to the palace in the future, I will definitely have a good talk with them."

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"Since you care so much about Your Majesty, you certainly wouldn't want Your Majesty to know how much blood is on your hands..."

At night, Mo Heng tossed and turned thinking about what Wei Ling said during the day.

Wei Ling was right. He didn't dare let Chu Jun know how many people he had killed. Chu Jun was a benevolent monarch, as could be seen from his treatment of his servants. He was also afraid that if Chu Jun knew his true nature, she would become estranged from him and eventually become alienated from him.

Mo Heng thought of the night when the Mo family was convicted. After His Majesty fell asleep, he quietly went to the cell where Mo Chong and others were imprisoned, and personally inserted the tip of the knife into their hearts, thus avenging his mother.

That night, his hands were covered in blood. Before going back, he washed himself over and over again, trying to wash away the smell of blood on his body.

It was not until dawn that he returned to Chu Yun. Fortunately, His Majesty was in a deep sleep and did not realize how powerful he was.

Mo Heng understands himself. He is just that kind of person, holding grudges, having a dark heart, and using any means to achieve his goals.

He couldn't accept the possibility of Chu Jun becoming estranged from him, so he would never let Chu Jun know about those things.

Since he had been pretending in front of Chu Yun for half a year, he could continue pretending for the rest of his life.

Life is not long anyway, just a few decades.

In order to keep Chu Jun by his side, everything is worth it.

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"Woof! Woof!" 'Today's patrol is over! Master!'

Xiao Hei was playing around Chu Yun happily.

Today is another day to be the master's bodyguard!

The palace is neither big nor small.

It may be a square cage for humans, but for puppies, it is a maze-like playground.

Half a year has passed, and Xiao Hei has completely become the bully in the palace.

The servants and maids in the palace may not have seen the current emperor and do not know his face, but they must have seen the emperor's beloved dog - Xiao Hei.

If there is a pure black dog that dares to run around, from one yard to another, without being driven away by the patrolling soldiers, it must be Xiao Hei.

Unfortunately, before Xiao Hei could stay close to his beloved master for long, the man came again.

"Your Majesty." Mo Heng walked to Chu Jun's side, lowered his eyes and saw the little black dog following Chu Jun.

After Xiao Hei and Mo Heng looked at each other, their voices suddenly became choked: "Woof~".