Dressed as the prince's substitute? I took the throne

The next morning, the court session had just ended and Emperor Wu was sitting in the imperial study reviewing memorials with a furrowed brow.

"Your Majesty, General Murong Xue, the General Manager of the Gunpowder Factory, requests an audience with Your Majesty!"

Emperor Wu slowly put down his brush, gently smoothed his furrowed brows with his fingers, and said in a deep voice, "Go, call her in!"

"Yes!"

"Murong Xue pays respect to His Majesty!"

Murong Xue, who was kneeling below, said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, I have been ordered to guard the gunpowder factory. However, the gunpowder in the factory has been frequently stolen in recent days. I have come here specifically to ask Your Majesty's opinion!"

"Oh? The gunpowder was stolen from the gunpowder factory?" The Emperor's brow, which had just relaxed, furrowed in an instant, and he looked Murong Xue up and down. "I asked you to manage a small gunpowder factory, and you can't even manage it properly? And there was even a theft? Don't you know the importance of gunpowder?"

Murong Xue was extremely depressed after being scolded by Emperor Wu. She was scolded before she even said anything.

But he was excited in his heart. His Majesty was so angry. When he knew that it was his son who stole the gunpowder, he would definitely be furious. He would definitely get the gunpowder back and punish him severely.

"From today on, I will fine you one year's salary. In addition, you will receive thirty military sticks, to be served in the barracks!"

The Emperor's next words left Murong Xue stunned, with disbelief flashing in her eyes. She still remembered that five years ago, this seemed to be her punishment!

At that time, it was just because of the issue of military pay that he contradicted Emperor Wu in the court, and he was severely punished. That time, he was only beaten with a hundred military sticks, and he could not get out of bed for a month.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, don't you want to know who stole the gunpowder? I have already found out!" Murong Xue frowned tightly. She didn't want to suffer another unexpected disaster.

"who!"

Emperor Wu slowly rubbed his brows and closed his eyes. As an emperor, he hated ministers who had no sense of boundaries or spoke in an unpleasant way.

Murong Xue bit her lips tightly, hesitated for a while, and finally said: "It is... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Wu was stunned on the spot. His tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, his eyes flashing, as if he couldn't believe what Murong Xue said. Even the young eunuch in the room couldn't help but tremble all over.

Boom boom boom!

Emperor Wu gently picked up the brush and poked it lightly on the table, his majestic eyes fixed on Murong Xue who was kneeling with her head lowered.

After a long while, Emperor Wu finally spoke: "Take it!"

"Hmm? What? Your Majesty, you..."

Murong Xue suddenly raised her head, blinked her beautiful eyes, and looked at Emperor Wu in disbelief. After a long while, she hesitated and said, "But, Your Majesty, the gunpowder factory..."

"Okay, the prince is not an outsider, he is a member of the royal family. If he wants to use it, just take it directly! You can go down!" Emperor Wu waved his hand, signaling Murong Xue to leave.

"But, Your Majesty!"

"Step back!" Emperor Wu slammed the table suddenly. His majestic gaze made Murong Xue, who was always cold and serious, tremble all over. She had no choice but to bow and stand up to leave.

As they approached the door, Murong Xue suddenly turned around and said, "Your Majesty, then my punishment..."

"Go get it!"

Murong Xue: "......"

......

Night, East Palace.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Your Highness, you really are very broad-minded. With such a big thing happening outside, you're still sleeping here?"

Xu Hanyan slowly walked into the bedroom hall, rolled her eyes at Zhou Chuxuan, sat down at the table, and drank half a cup of hot tea in one gulp.

"Ok?"

Zhou Chuxuan opened his eyes in a daze. For some reason, Xu Hanyan was so vigorous last night that he felt a little weak and has been listless ever since.

"What happened?"

"Haha, Your Highness the Crown Prince, you should go and take a look yourself!" Xu Hanyan placed the teacup heavily on the table, scaring Qiao'er beside her so much that her body trembled a few times.

"Forehead?"

Zhou Chuxuan had no choice but to get up, pick up an apple, rub it on Xu Hanyan's big thunder, walk out the door with a satisfied look on his face, and head straight for the gate of the East Palace.

From a distance, one could see a girl in military uniform kneeling there, her eyes fixed straight ahead. The cold aura around her made the guards around her dare not even glance at her.

"Huh? General Murong, what are you doing?" Zhou Chuxuan took a bite of the apple, blinked his eyes, walked quickly forward, and was about to lend a hand to Murong Xue.

But Murong Xue blocked his hand and looked at Zhou Chuxuan with a pair of cold eyes: "Your Highness, the annual output of the gunpowder factory is only about 1,000 kilograms. If you take it all, I'm afraid there will be nothing left when the royal family and the army need it!"

"One thousand pounds? What one thousand pounds?" Zhou Chuxuan blinked blankly and took another bite of the apple. His innocent look made Murong Xue grit her teeth.

"Exactly... you said yesterday that if I gave you a thousand kilograms of gunpowder, I wouldn't send anyone to the gunpowder factory again within a year!"

"Oh! That's what you're talking about!" Zhou Chuxuan tilted his head back and said, "Oh!" Then he smiled and said, "Don't take it seriously. I was just joking!"

"Cough cough!"

Murong Xue almost choked on her own saliva, her beautiful eyes blazing with anger as she stared straight at Zhou Chuxuan. If looks could kill, Zhou Chuxuan would have died a thousand times already!

Kidding?

You're kidding, I was beaten with thirty military sticks!

"Eh? General Murong, what's wrong with you? Why do you look unhappy?" Zhou Chuxuan broke the apple in half and handed one half to Murong Xue. "Don't worry, next time I go, I will ask General Murong for it myself!"

"Here, it's for you!"

Looking at the half apple in Zhou Chuxuan's hand, Murong Xue was so angry that she almost fainted. The severe pain in her body and the anger in her heart made her eyes turn black and she fainted all of a sudden.

"Hey hey hey! General Murong!"

......

"Haha, Your Highness the Crown Prince feels unsatisfied and wants to move back? Do you think I can no longer satisfy you?" Xu Hanyan was a little unconvinced at first when she heard her maid say that Zhou Chuxuan entered the side hall holding a woman.

But when she rushed to the side hall, exhausted, and saw Murong Xue lying on the bed, and Zhou Chuxuan touching her wrist and taking her pulse, she immediately rolled her eyes and covered her stuffy chest.

"Shh!"

Zhou Chuxuan said softly: "I am taking your pulse!"

Xu Hanyan's mouth twitched wildly. "Your left hand is indeed taking the pulse, but what is your right hand doing? Take it off!"

After half an incense stick of time, Zhou Chuxuan reluctantly released Murong Xue's wrist, his expression rather serious: "Qiao'er, go to the Imperial Hospital and get some compresses for the external injuries!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Su Qiaoer bowed slightly, then turned around and left obediently. She had gradually gotten used to life in the East Palace. She helped Zhou Chuxuan and Xu Hanyan clean the house every day, and her life was quite leisurely and comfortable.

"Why, His Royal Highness, what did you see?"