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Du Zhu and the Empress Dowager’s Various Matters (15)

　　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 doc.u.ments was further back than little fatty, sent to the person behind the beaded curtain.

　　Mu Yanjun held Bai Weiwei as he amended doc.u.ments 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 doc.u.ments were all revised by your sister.”