After being thoroughly violated, he ran away with the enemy emperor's child.

"But His Majesty has given instructions..." a eunuch advised.

"Drag it down."

The Empress Dowager glanced at him sideways, her tone terrifying: "I am the Emperor's birth mother, and who are you?! How dare you threaten me with the Emperor!"

"That's not what I meant, Your Majesty! Please calm your anger!"

He hurriedly begged for mercy, but was still dragged away and soon stopped breathing.

No one stopped them anymore. The imperial carriage proceeded in a grand procession, and the Empress Dowager was helped to the Imperial Garden.

She saw Chu Junci, but Mo Yan was not there.

Today, Chu Junci is dressed in a white fox fur coat, and his face is as fair as jade.

She looked around for a moment, then stepped forward and asked, "Why are you alone? Where is the Emperor?"

"His Majesty went to retrieve the kite."

Fifteen minutes ago, the cotton thread suddenly broke, and the kite fell into the artificial hill.

Mo Yan sent people to search, but they couldn't find it, so he had to search for it himself.

He said, "This is the first kite that I and Aci have flown together, so we can't leave it unpicked."

"I see."

The Empress Dowager understood; Mo Yan's absence was exactly what she wanted.

She took a few steps forward, getting closer to Chu Junci. "I heard you fell ill a few days ago, and the Emperor stayed by your side day and night, even skipping court."

The Empress Dowager's words startled Chu Junci. Mo Yan had not attended court to take care of him.

Why didn't Mo Yan tell him?

"After suspending court for three days, the court officials are now expressing their dissatisfaction with you. Mo Ci, are you confident that you can ensure the emperor will always like and protect you?"

She spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear: "What do you think the emperor likes about you? Nothing more than your face and the novelty you bring him. But beauty will eventually fade, and novelty will eventually disappear."

"Only what you hold in your own hands is real."

At this point, the Empress Dowager paused for a moment, recalling some past events.

After a few breaths, she continued, "The promise I made last time still stands. As long as you help Yan'er conceive a dragon child, I will grant you whatever you want."

"Whether it's high-ranking official positions, generous salaries, land and mansions, or leaving this place to find a wider world, I can lend you a helping hand."

After she finished speaking, seeing that Chu Junci was deep in thought, she smiled and stroked her hair: "Think it over carefully. If you've figured it out, come to Fu'an Palace anytime."

The Empress Dowager arrived quickly and left quickly; she had already left the Imperial Garden before Mo Yan returned.

Shortly after she left, Mo Yan appeared with a paper kite.

"Where did you find it?" Chu Junci asked.

"In the crevices of the artificial hill."

Mo Yan handed the kite to Wu Xu, then took Chu Junci's hand and rubbed it to warm it.

"Have you been waiting long? Are you cold?"

"It's not cold."

Looking at Mo Yan's face, Chu Junci recalled the Empress Dowager's words, "The Emperor stays by your side every step of the way, and he doesn't even attend court anymore."

"Mo Yan".

"Um?"

He looked him into the eyes: "During the days I was unconscious, didn't you go to court?"

Mo Yan paused, somewhat guilty: "Who's been gossiping in front of you?"

After suspending court for three days, wouldn't Aci think he wasn't a good emperor?

"Empress Dowager."

"She was just here."

Chu Junci did not hide anything: "She asked me to help her niece conceive a dragon child, and promised me a high-ranking official position, a large estate, and a mansion after the deed was done."

Although Mo Yan is childish and clingy, and sometimes bites him like crazy, he would be crazy to choose the Empress Dowager over her.

"It's her again."

Mo Yan's expression was displeased. He held Chu Junci's hand and breathed on it to warm it: "Ignore her."

"If you want high office, wealth, land, and mansions, I can give you a hundredfold or a thousandfold."

"I do not want."

"What do you want?"

"..."

Chu Junci didn't speak, but pulled her hand away from Mo Yan's: "Still flying kites?"

"…put."

Neither of them brought up certain unspoken issues. Mo Yan placed the kite into Chu Junci's hand: "You do it this time."

An hour later, at Fu'an Palace.

An uninvited guest suddenly appeared in the hall. Wu Xu stood outside the courtyard and said, "Your Majesty, the Emperor has issued a decree."

"What is it?" the Empress Dowager asked, puzzled.

"By imperial decree, Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager is of advanced age and unable to travel. To prevent any accidents from happening to her, Your Highness shall reside in the Fu'an Palace from this day forward and shall not leave without imperial decree."

After the imperial edict was read, the Empress Dowager was stunned, her eyes filled with disbelief: "Mo Yan actually dared to imprison me?!"

"I am his birth mother!"

"His Majesty is also thinking of the Empress Dowager."

Wu Xu raised his lips slightly: "There is also an imperial edict sent outside the palace, which should have reached the Prince Xian by now."

"Yu'er..."

"What is Mo Yan going to do to my Yu'er?!" The Empress Dowager's tone became worried when she mentioned Mo Chengyu.

"There is no need for the Empress Dowager to worry about this."

"Guards, seal off the gates of Fu'an Palace and protect the Empress Dowager's safety at all times."

"yes!"

Chu Junci, who had returned to Qiyue Palace, was unaware of this news. At this moment, he was sitting at his desk, his face showing slight anger.

"Mo Yan, take these things away."

He gritted his teeth, "I won't learn."

"How can this be allowed?"

Mo Yan strongly disagreed: "I specially sought this out; the words leap off the page, and the illustrations are lifelike."

"It's perfect for our learning."

"For example, this one, you can tell at a glance..."

"..."

Chu Junci kept his eyes tightly closed, not wanting to see the illustration.

Seeing his expression, Mo Yan chuckled: "If you really don't want to see it, I'll read it to you."

As he spoke, he picked up one of the books, about to read it aloud, when Chu Junci covered his lips: "Shut up."

Mo Yan may be shameless, but he is!

People were coming and going outside the hall. If someone heard them practicing...sexual positions in broad daylight, he wouldn't be able to live anymore!

"Is Aci shy?"

Mo Yan chuckled softly and stole a kiss on his cheek: "I've checked the data. Men suffer a hundred times more than women, but as long as I do it properly, Aci will feel much better."

"..."

"I learned all of these last night, but I wonder which one Aci prefers?"

"I don't like any of them." Chu Junci's ears turned red, unable to understand how Mo Yan could be so shameless.

"No, you have to choose one... no, two."

"Of course, it would be even better if Aci could pick out ten or eight."

"Or do you want to try them out before you know which one you like?"

"..."

Chu Junci remained silent for a long time, but Mo Yan was not annoyed. He took Chu Junci's hand and turned to a page: "For example, this one, Aci, I..."

"Shut up."

Chu Junci quickly covered his mouth to prevent him from saying anything more nonsense.

To avoid him going on and on, Chu Junci could only casually flip to a page without even looking at it: "This one."

"Does Aci like this?"

"Mmm-hmm-hmm."

Chu Junci was extremely perfunctory, just to shut Mo Yan up.

"Alright, I understand."

Mo Yan stroked his chin: "I'll teach you when you're feeling better."

"?"

He couldn't help but become curious and quietly glanced at that page, only to see that Mo Yan had already closed the book.

Nothing happened for the next few days. On this day, there were only two days left until New Year's Eve.

Chu Junci sat alone in Qiyue Palace. Physician Liu took his pulse and brought him several boxes of ointment.

"What is this?"

The cream is transparent and has a faint floral scent.

"Your Majesty, these are items for the tent that Your Majesty instructed me to make a few days ago."

"Using some during intimate moments can alleviate Chenjun's discomfort."

"..."

The ointment seemed to have become a hot potato. Chu Junci wanted to throw it away, but he hesitated because Physician Liu was still there.

"I understand, you may leave."

"Yes."

After Physician Liu left, Chu Junci threw it under the bed, acting as if nothing had happened.

Before long, Mo Yan returned, carrying a fluffy red fox fur coat.

"Give it a try."

"Um?"

"This is the fox pelt I hunted last year. I had it made into a fox fur coat. Wearing it on New Year's Eve will keep you warm."

"oh."

Chu Junci got out of bed, and Mo Yan helped him put on his clothes: "After leaving the palace, stay by my side. Don't wander off. Tell me where you want to go, understand?"

Mo Yan instructed Chu Junci on every detail as if he were a child, leaving Chu Junci helpless: "I'm not a child."

"In my heart, you are."

The fox fur coat fit him perfectly, and the red color made Chu Junci's features appear even more refined, with her fair skin and jade-like eyes.

Mo Yan regretted it.

He didn't want anyone to see even a trace of his abdication.

"I wish I could hide you away so that only I could see you."

He sighed and pinched Chu Junci's cheek: "Be good, okay?"

Two days later.

At the New Year's Eve palace banquet, Mo Yan appeared with Chu Junci.

The two were wearing the same style and color of robes, the only difference being that Mo Yan's cuffs were embroidered with golden dragons, while Chu Junci's cuffs were embroidered with white lotuses.

"Greetings, Your Majesty! Greetings, Your Majesty!" The ministers knelt and bowed in a solemn manner.

No need for formalities.

His gaze swept over the crowd, and Mo Yan raised his wine cup: "On this New Year's Eve, my beloved ministers, please do as you please and do not concern yourselves with me."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The ministers clinked glasses and exchanged toasts, their eyes involuntarily glancing upwards.

In previous years, only His Majesty's seat was occupied by one person, but today there are more people, and they can finally see the true face of the Emperor.

She truly has a beautiful face; no wonder she can bewitch His Majesty. It's just a pity she's a man; he'll be abandoned by His Majesty sooner or later.

Right Chancellor Feng Wenhan, his face ashen, drank cup after cup of wine, but dared not utter a word.

Yesterday, a secret letter was delivered from the Imperial Study to the Prime Minister's residence. It stated that if he dared to disrespect the Emperor at the New Year's Eve banquet, his grandson Feng Yao would...

Thinking of his grandson who was always demanding money, he drank a few more cups of wine in frustration.

The Right Chancellor dared not speak, and the others dared even less, simply pretending with a grin that they hadn't seen anything.

As a subject, there are some things you don't need to take too seriously.

The dancers in the hall danced gracefully, and the wise Prince Mo Chengyu looked on with admiration, while Fan Zicheng, sitting to the side, felt particularly bitter.

He finally met the legendary Emperor Chen, who was said to be showered with favor, but it would have been better if he hadn't met him at all.

Even he had to admit that Mo Ci not only had outstanding looks, but also a unique temperament.

No wonder His Majesty is so fond of him.

Even if you get slapped, you can act like nothing happened...

That day, he thought Mo Ci would be executed, but after waiting for a long time, he only received the Emperor's favor as before, and recently the Emperor even exempted him from the morning court for three days...

Thinking of this, Fan Zicheng gritted his teeth.

He no longer hopes that His Majesty will tire of Mo Ci; he only hopes that His Majesty will allow him to serve by his side, and he will be content with that.

"Zicheng, weren't you going to play a piece? Stop drinking," Mo Chengyu whispered a reminder.

In order to gain the attention of his elder brother, the emperor, Zicheng had been practicing diligently for several days, and the emperor had seen it all.

"Yes... I want to play a piece for His Majesty."

Forcibly suppressing the bitterness in his heart, Fan Zicheng smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

"There's no need for formalities between us."

After the dance ended, the dancers left in an orderly fashion, and Mo Chengyu stood up: "Royal Brother."

Mo Yan glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Under Mo Yan's gaze, Mo Chengyu nervously cleared his throat: "Zicheng has a piece of music he wishes to dedicate to His Majesty."

"Not interested."

"..."

The words he had prepared stuck in his throat; Mo Chengyu hadn't expected Mo Yan to be so disrespectful.

He blinked, forcing a smile, and said, "Brother, Zicheng has been practicing for a long time..."

"What does this have to do with me?"

"..."

Fan Zicheng lowered his head, biting his lip tightly. Countless eyes were focused on him, making his cheeks burn with pain, as if he had been slapped several times...

Everyone had their own thoughts, but no one could tell from their expressions.

Halfway through the banquet, Mo Yan said, "I am not a good drinker and will not stay any longer. My beloved ministers, please make yourselves at home."

"Best farewell to Your Majesty."

After leaving the banquet with Chu Junci, they returned to Qiyue Palace and changed into civilian clothes.

Mo Yan helped the man put on his fox fur coat, then tucked a warm jade hand warmer into his hand, and finally put a veil on his head.

I don't know how many times he's told me: "Stay by my side later, don't wander off, and tell me where you want to go."

Chu Junci nodded for what seemed like the umpteenth time: "Mm."

The two boarded the carriage, driven by Wu Xu, and headed out of the palace.

Several guards followed in the shadows. After leaving the palace gates, Chu Junci lifted the carriage curtain and surveyed the streets.

The eve of the Lunar New Year in Zhao Kingdom was exceptionally lively, with people moving about and vendors calling out their wares incessantly on the streets.

The appearance of the carriage attracted attention, and several pairs of eyes turned towards it. One of them, upon seeing Chu Junci, suddenly held their breath.

Inn.

Liu Ran exclaimed excitedly, "Young General! I've seen His Majesty!"

"Where?"

Xie Yunzhou hurriedly inquired, explaining that ten days ago, they had heard news of His Majesty's illness but were unable to sneak into the palace. Now, they finally had news!

"His Majesty followed Mo Yan out of the palace and is now at the palace gate. Judging from the direction, they should be heading to the lake!" Liu Ran could not hide his excitement.

"How many people did Mo Yan bring?"

"A eunuch driving the carriage, and several bodyguards following in the shadows."

"Has anyone been notified to the Prince?"

"Someone has been sent to inform them."

"good!"

This was undoubtedly fantastic news. Xie Yunzhou clenched his fists and said, "Brothers, cheer up! One team will come with me to rescue His Majesty, while the other team will be ready to retreat and return to Yong Kingdom at any time."

"yes!"

As they discussed their strategy, Chu Junci and Mo Yan stopped by the lake and then got off the carriage.

Mo Yan took his hand and instructed Wu Xu, "You wait here."

"Yes."

The lake was brightly lit by candlelight, and a large boat prepared by Mo Yan was moored on the shore, along with many small boats belonging to the common people.

Mo Yan's trip was a secret one, and he naturally didn't want to make a big fuss about it.

After thinking for a moment, he whispered, "Aci, you cannot call me Moyan tonight."

After all, Mo is the surname of the state.

"Then I should..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Yan leaned close to his ear and said, "Call me A Yan, or... brother."