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"I can't believe you have the audacity to show your face to me!"
Murong Cang raised an eyebrow, "Did you not say that I have no interest in women? I'm merely trying to dispel the rumors."
Oh dear, when did this child become such a rogue? The palace had been saying he not only shunned women but also preferred men. Indeed, rumors can lead one astray.
I cleared my throat, feeling somewhat defeated, and said, "I didn't lie. I've known your mother since we were young. She recognized me the moment I was born. Of course, by then she was already in her thirties. It's a friendship that transcends age; do you understand what that means?"
Murong Cang's gaze gradually turned ominous, each word dripping with intensity: "Are you saying that you are my half-sister?"
"Absolutely not! I have my own parents; don't go making false connections."
His expression softened slightly as he slowly lowered his knife, seemingly concerned as he adjusted my clothing: "Before my mother returns, just play her role well. If anything goes wrong... hmph..."
With that, Murong Cang delivered his warning and strode away.
Who am I? I am Gui Guzi's capable disciple, capable of anything under heaven. I would never let anyone take advantage of me.
If Murong Cang thinks that just because he is the emperor, he can exploit me at will, he is sorely mistaken.
My smooth shoulders are not something just any man can gaze upon!
I won't let anyone take liberties with me...
“ Imperial Son.”
The moment Murong Cang turned around, I called out to him.
He glanced back, his tone commanding as he said, “When it’s just the two of us, you are not allowed to call me Imperial Son.”
I flashed him a grin, my fingers darting like lightning to press on his acupoint.
In the blink of an eye, our great Dynasty Da Feng's emperor was rendered immobile.
He seemed unable to believe my audacity, staring at me in shock. “You... I am the emperor... How dare you...”
“Shh—” I whispered, “Your Majesty, please don’t shout. If others see you like this, looking like a eunuch, it would tarnish your reputation.”
True to his royal upbringing, he regained his composure in no time and asked, “What do you want?”
I brushed off nonexistent dust from my hands and feigned nonchalance. “Don’t worry; I have a good relationship with the Empress Dowager. I won’t do anything to you. I just can’t stand your arrogance. Let me tell you, your mother has been a widow for many years. Not only do you fail to find her a husband, but you also try to suppress her. Are you even human?”
“It’s not your place to lecture me.”
I sighed softly and continued, “Not only do you suppress her, but you also target the wrong person. Your mother is nearly fifty; how could she possibly have any illicit relations with that Chai Xu kid? Isn’t that just slandering him? A young man as charming as him deserves someone like me—oh dear, sorry for digressing… What I mean is, your mother had nothing to do with Chai Xu at all. But because of your suspicions, the entire harem thinks our Empress Dowager shamelessly seeks to cling to younger men!”
At this point, my intentions were becoming increasingly clear.
Perhaps my smile was too cunning, igniting a flame of anger in Murong Cang's eyes.
I continued, "Since everyone believes that the Empress Dowager keeps a male lover, heh... then I might as well comply. Your Majesty, you should also experience the feeling of being wronged. The topic of the Empress Dowager and the Fake Eunuch having an affair is quite interesting."
I gently placed Murong Cang on the bed, deliberately positioning his eunuch boots outside the curtain, then removed his eunuch robe, intentionally leaving one sleeve just visible outside the gauze.
With everything in place, I looked proudly at my "masterpiece."
Seeing this, Murong Cang was instantly furious: "You... shameless!"
"Well, this face isn't mine anyway."
When the hard approach didn't work, Murong Cang switched to a softer tactic: "Zou Xiaoyue, didn't you claim to be Mother’s friend? What you're doing will ruin her reputation completely."
"Reputation?"
As I spoke, I casually brushed my hand lightly across Murong Cang's face, taking a small advantage. "Her reputation was already ruined by you; one more time doesn't matter."
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