(Book 1) Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Arc 4_ 15- 16

Du Zhu and the Empress Dowager’s Various Matters

Bai Weiwei glared at him with a red face but didn’t struggle.

Mu Yanjun saw her eyes mist over as she choked back her feelings of facing injustice. He could finally get a bit of pay back.

Little fatty had an apprehensive face as he sat on the throne. He obediently knelt in the seat like a fat quail, and did not dare to express any opinion.

Although the Civil and Military Affairs Ministers of the court reported everything to the Emperor, the ministers were well aware that they were performing a farce.

The place they delivered the documents was further back than little fatty, sent to the person behind the beaded curtain.

Mu Yanjun held Bai Weiwei as he amended documents with one hand. This stance was more like an Emperor than the Emperor’s.

Bai Weiwei watched him as he lifted the jade imperial seal, intending to stamp the edict. She ultimately could not help but grab his hand.

Mu Yanjun only felt that the back of his hand was covered by her supple and flexible fingers. There was a soft tender feeling.

However, her words are not as comfortable and lovely as her hands. “You are a scheming rebel, Mu Yanjun. This is what only the Emperor is qualified to do. How can you… be so reckless and arrogant.”

Mu Yanjun smiled coldly. “How? Is the Empress Dowager not used to it? I remember that when the late Emperor was still alive, the documents were all revised by your sister.”

A trace of surprised confusion flashed in her eyes. “No, my sister just helped the late Emperor to read the papers. How could she mark them herself?”

The system coolly added: “Your sister did review her own edicts. She also deliberately starved the previous Emperor to death, so that her son could rise to the position. This was her bid to monopolize power.”

Bai Weiwei: “I’m not listening. I am a little white lotus flower that is distant from the world. I am innocent, kind and don’t know anything.”

The system shivered and fell to the ground covered in goosebumps.

Mu Yanjun grabbed her hand and changed her position in an instant, pinning her to the table with the documents for revision.

Bai Weiwei was startled, her voice was shaking: “Mu Yanjun, you stop, there are people down below.”

Mu Yanjun enjoyed her panic. He bowed his head, his body pressed against her, and the voice was gentle and demonically enchanting.

“Isn’t it better that there are people? You can call out to them, and say that I am making light of you and am committing crimes against you.”

Bai Weiwei’s voice trembled terribly. “Mu Yanjun, do you have to humiliate me like this? In the end, what wrong is there between us. You killed my entire family, why didn’t you kill me? Why do you want to torture me so much?”

Mu Yanjun’s eyes shone with anger, and the smile at the corner of his lips grew even icier. “You don’t recognize me? I’ve fallen to the point that I’m the kind of man that’s not a man, a ghost that’s not a ghost. Is it not all thanks to your grace. Your sister.1 One sentence, I was completely ruined by your one sentence. I have been insulted and bullied in the palace, I refused to die until this account was settled.”

Bai Weiwei was very angry and laughed. “You keep saying that we Bai family people have wronged you, saying that I harmed you or insulted and bullied. I said that I don’t know you but you won’t listen. Everything you say is decided. What else can I say?”