freenovelworld Chapter 110 The Prime Minister is actually a woman, and His Majesty the Emperor drools over her.
Chapter 110 The Prime Minister is actually a woman, and His Majesty the Emperor drools over her.
"Your Majesty, the doctor is here!"
The imperial physician paid his respects to the emperor, quickly put down the medicine box he was carrying on his back, knelt down and rushed forward to treat Mu Wanwan's illness.
"Wait a minute!"
Mu Chenfeng lowered the bed curtains, separating Mu Wanwan from the outside world.
Although it is puzzling that the prime minister slept on the emperor's dragon bed, it can be interpreted as a sign of the affection between the two who grew up together. And since Mu Wanwan stepped forward to take an arrow for the emperor, it seems reasonable that the emperor would make an exception and let her sleep on the dragon bed.
However, medical diagnosis relies on observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. If the patient is covered up by curtains, they cannot confirm the patient's condition.
He gently pulled Mu Wanwan's hand out and placed it on the edge of the bed, then covered her wrist with one of his own handkerchiefs.
"Look!"
The imperial physicians were no longer surprised that Mu Wanwan used a handkerchief, as they knew she was a germaphobe.
Mu Chenfeng sat on the edge of the bed, watching intently as the imperial physician treated Mu Wanwan.
After taking the Prime Minister's pulse, the imperial physician spoke with some difficulty, "Your Majesty, I need to examine the Prime Minister's wound and bloodstains to determine what kind of poison he has been poisoned with. This will also help me to prescribe the right medicine."
Mu Chenfeng frowned. Mu Mu was a girl, and he couldn't let these scoundrels get even a step closer to her.
He handed the handkerchief used to wipe the blood to the imperial physician, asking, "Is this acceptable?"
The imperial physician took the handkerchief and then had the other imperial physicians who had come with him examine it.
A moment later, the head physician reported to Mu Chenfeng, and the other physicians began rummaging through the box for medicine.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured! Although Prime Minister Mu's pulse is weak, fortunately, someone has already expelled the poison from her. Moreover, her will to live is very strong. I will immediately use ginseng to regulate her pulse, and the poison will be neutralized. Her life is out of danger."
Hearing the imperial physician's words, Mu Chenfeng finally felt relieved. Fortunately, his life was not in danger; otherwise, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.
After everyone left, only Mu Chenfeng and she remained in the room. He couldn't help but reach out and touch her cheek, his fingertips lingering on her delicate skin.
No one knows how miserable his nights have been these past few days.
Every night after he fell asleep, she would appear in his dreams without warning.
Even when dressed as a man in my dream, she was incredibly charming, captivating with every smile and gesture.
He disgustedly pinned her down and did unrestrained, indescribable things to her.
Despite her insistence that he was a man, and no matter how much she begged for mercy, he remained obstinate, holding her waist and refusing to let her go.
Her soft moans only excited him more, and he teased her again and again, not caring at all that she was a man in his dreams.
After he became the crown prince, the old emperor arranged for him to marry a princess from a neighboring country as his crown princess.
However, on their wedding night, he showed no reaction to the charming Crown Princess, resulting in them never having any physical intimacy since their marriage.
After ascending the throne, he gradually brought more women into the harem. Even though the concubines used all their charms to seduce him, his body did not react to them at all.
If the emperor is unable to produce an heir, the consequences are extremely serious.
Those who harbor ill intentions toward the throne will certainly seize this opportunity to make a fuss, and will not rest until he is removed from the throne.
The struggle for the throne would inevitably cause turmoil in the imperial court and the harem, and might even cause great suffering to the common people, making their lives miserable.
Although there are precedents in history of emperors being attracted to men, Mu Chenfeng knows his own body very well and he is not interested in men.
But Mu Wanwan always appears in his dreams. In his dreams, the two are entangled in an intense way, their necks intertwined. Sometimes he even wants to live in the dream forever.
The smudged sheets on his bedsheets the next morning plunged him into even greater self-doubt.
Do I really like men?
Fortunately, today's surprising discovery finally relieved his inner turmoil.
It turns out he wasn't impotent, nor was he uninterested in women.
They had been together for nearly 20 years, yet he never noticed a single clue that she was a woman.
You have to admire this girl's disguise skills; she's been fooling people for so many years.
He couldn't resist pinching Mu Wanwan's bouncy cheeks.
"Mumu, you lied to me so badly!"
There was not a trace of resentment in his tone; instead, it was gentle indulgence and a sense of relief.
"Once I find you, you won't be able to escape!"
Eunuch Qian brought out the ginseng soup, and Mu Chenfeng reached out to take it.
"Your Majesty! Let this servant do it!"
Mu Chenfeng lowered his eyes, his gaze narrowing dangerously as he stared at Eunuch Qian.
"Give me!"
"Your Majesty, you are the supreme ruler, this is something your servant should do."
Mu Chenfeng took the bowl directly from his hand and snorted coldly.
"Eunuch Qian is becoming more and more competent in his duties; now he can even act as my master."
"Your Majesty, this servant dares not! This servant knows he was wrong! Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
Mu Chenfeng glared angrily at Eunuch Qian, who in turn sensed the emperor's rage.
“Watch your mouth. I will personally feed her medicine and apply it to her. If I hear any gossip, you’ll lose your head.”
"Yes!"
He scooped up some soup with a spoon, brought it to his lips, blew on it a few times, and tested the temperature with his lips. When the temperature was just right, he fed her the soup with the spoon, but the soup slowly dripped down her chin. He quickly wiped it away with a handkerchief. After several more attempts, all ended in failure.
He stared at Mu Wanwan's face, then glanced at the soup in the bowl. If she couldn't drink the soup, her life might be in danger.
"Mumu, I'm sorry, you must drink the ginseng soup. I was just being rude. I will take responsibility."
He picked up the bowl, drank the ginseng soup, and then leaned down to press his lips against her slightly cool and soft lips. He gently parted her lips and fed her the soup little by little until she swallowed it all before leaving.
After feeding him a bowl of human soup, he was covered in sweat and his breathing was disordered, while Xiao Chenfeng woke up without realizing it.
His fingers traced the shape of her lips again and again, his Adam's apple bobbing, and his eyes filled with darkness.
He even personally applied medicine to her wounds; heaven knows how much self-control he used to restrain his inner impulse.
Mu Wanwan slowly woke up a few hours later. When she opened her eyes, she saw a golden bed curtain.
This is……
She struggled to sit up, but the excruciating pain in her chest made her lie back down.
Even a shallow breath can aggravate the wound.
"Ouch, that hurts!"
The blankets on the bed were also golden yellow, and the curtains of the bed canopy were closed. Two lifelike golden dragons were embroidered on the bed canopy.
Her mind raced; this was definitely not her residence.
Golden yellow, dragon!
Could this be Mu Chenfeng's bedroom?
How did I get here?!
Although she shielded him from an arrow, it didn't warrant sleeping directly on the emperor's bed.
You should know that even the current imperial concubine has never slept in the emperor's bed.
She reached out to touch her wound, only to find that the white cloth that had been wrapped around her chest was gone.
Alarm bells rang in her mind. Could it be what she was thinking?