Night fell. After Ye Mocheng and Sai Liu had a luxurious dinner, he sent someone to send Sai Liu to the camp of the Imperial Guards with a recommendation letter, and to General Bude.
And the reason why this matter was handled so hastily, to be sent away immediately after he just had sex with a perfectly fine girl, was because Ye Mocheng smelled something bad. Before dinner, he heard the news he didn't want to hear the most-the minister was making a move!
The minister had summoned his son, Silla, back to the Imperial Capital from the western kingdom. Everyone knew that Silla was not a good person. He even wanted to usurp the throne and become the emperor. Furthermore, he had the rare spatial type Thearch Relic, Shangri-La. Ye Mocheng could tell what the minister was planning to do without even guessing.
However, what puzzled him was…
If the minister really wanted him to disappear from the palace, why did he make things so complicated? Moreover, if he really disappeared, would the minister be able to control the situation in the empire?
After sending Sai Liu off, Ye Mocheng went to the library as usual with all sorts of doubts. However, he had already made some arrangements in secret. However, there were too many unknowns in this matter, which gave Ye Mocheng a headache.
Why couldn't he live a good life? Why did he have to create some trouble to be comfortable? It felt so troublesome!
After entering the library, Ye Mocheng asked Ai Ai-chan to prepare some refreshments for him. Then, he took out a palm-sized key from a hidden shelf on the third floor of the library.
Holding the silver key, Ye Mocheng went down to the basement of the library. In front of him was a heavy black iron door with a huge lock hanging on it.
Ye Mocheng took the palm-sized key, gently inserted it into the keyhole, and twisted it.
With a click, the lock opened.
Ye Mocheng pushed open the metal door with all his might. It was pitch black inside.
He walked in and used a flint to ignite the torch groove on the wall. The sound of flames burning rang out in the darkness. The torches that seemed to be carved out of the wall suddenly lit up. The string of flames looked very beautiful, but Ye Mocheng's mind was not on that. He closed the black iron door with his hand and scanned the room that looked like a workshop.
This basement was not a secret place, but it was the place where he had studied the imperial relics for the past month.
Then, he walked to the cabinet and took out two almost identical black pistols.
Upon closer inspection, there were still some differences between the two pistols. One of them was polished from the barrel to the grip as smooth as a mirror, while the other was covered with all kinds of magnificent patterns.
Not only that, but the material of the two pistols was also very different. The black pistol was as smooth as a flat mirror. It was made from the scales of the B-grade dangerous species, the Black Swamp Fish. The precision parts were personally processed by Fashion. The power of one shot was equivalent to a quarter of the power of ordinary artillery fire. It would not be a problem to break a weak wall.
As for the other one, it was carved out of a crystal formed from the black tears of a top dangerous creature, the Flame Demon Dragon. It was not as effective as Ye Mocheng had expected and could only be considered a semi-finished product.
Ye Mocheng put away the two weapons that he had created to gain a deeper understanding of the structure of the Emperor relics. He sighed and started to sort out the lone book in the room. In the end, he left the room and returned to the reading hall of the royal library.
At this moment, the head maid Ai-ai-chan pushed the dining cart into the reading hall and began to arrange the refreshments on the table.
After finishing these things, Ai Ai-chan's expression was a little hesitant.
"Your Majesty, did something bad happen?”
Ye Mocheng was focused on reading the book in his hands. He drank the warm honey tea and said gently," Stay by my side in a while. It's fine. It's very safe."”
When she heard Ye Mocheng's words, Ai Ai-chan's heart was in her throat. She lowered her voice and asked in a slightly nervous and uneasy manner.
"Your Majesty, why don't you go find Great General Bude?”
Ye Mocheng put down his teacup and smiled. He didn't answer the head maid. As for why he didn't ask General Bude for help, the reason was simple. If the minister was determined to take action, what was the point of finding Bude? If the minister didn't intend to make a move, what was the point of looking for Brad?
Seeing Ye Mocheng's calm demeanor, Ai Ai-chan heaved a sigh of relief. She retreated to the side and silently watched Ye Mocheng focus on his study, her eyes filled with infatuation.
After a while, the sound of footsteps echoed in the library.
Two figures appeared at the door of the reading hall. They stood under the lit candles, and their shadows were very long.
"I thought more people would appear. Am I too self-righteous?”
Ye Mocheng's eyes didn't leave the book in his hand as he spoke calmly.
These two people were the minister and his son, Sheila.
The minister was still chewing on the meat as usual. Under Ai-chan's anxious gaze, they walked to one end of the desk. The minister sat down casually, and Shira stood behind him. There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead. It seemed that he was extremely nervous.
"Your Majesty, you've been too naughty recently. I don't even feel good eating meat anymore.”
Ye Mocheng stared at the book without batting an eyelid. His other hand, which was under the table, was pressed against the powerful pistol as he said,
"Children will grow up one day. Before they grow up, they will more or less show a rebellious side, right? My minister."
"That's right. Thinking back to when His Majesty was still very young, he always liked to be carried by me. I'm afraid he has already forgotten about these things.”
"Haha…"
Ye Mocheng didn't reply. The little Emperor's memories in his mind were severely damaged, so he didn't know if the minister was telling the truth or not. However, this wasn't important to him. After all, he wasn't the little Emperor in the first place. He was just an otaku who had the little Emperor's body and part of her memories.
Seeing Ye Mocheng's indifferent and calm attitude, Sheila sneered and said sarcastically," You're just a puppet emperor. Do you really think you can be on equal footing with my father?!"”
"Hmm?" Ye Mocheng put down the book in his hand and looked at Sheila with a frown.
"Why, little Emperor, do you not recognize me anymore? A year ago, we often played together. There were several times when you peed your pants because of the Peril Zergs. Don't tell me you still don't remember?”Sheila nodded as if she understood something. She sneered," That's true. At that time, you would only hide behind others like a dead dog. I'm afraid you wouldn't remember anything.”
After saying this, Sheila revealed a smug expression, and the sweat on his forehead showed that he was far more at ease than he looked.
Ye Mocheng tried his best to search through his memories and a few embarrassing scenes gradually flashed across his mind. These scenes were deeply hidden in the little Emperor's heart and he didn't want to be remembered by the little Emperor. However, it was precisely because of this obsession that the little Emperor was unable to forget.
At that time, it was Shira who had invited the little Emperor to watch the fight between the Peril Species and the human prisoners. The little Emperor, who trusted the minister more, did not reject the invitation of the minister's son, Shira. However, during the fight, due to Shira's intentional actions, a few Peril Species with flying abilities broke free from the shackles and flew to the stands, flying straight at the little Emperor. In the end, the little Emperor was so frightened that he even wet his pants.
"Thank you for saving me back then and for that set of clothes.”Ye Mocheng smiled slightly and looked at Sheila under the candlelight. He said very seriously," I'll return it to you."”
Because peeing his pants would damage the Emperor's image, when the little Emperor was about to return to the palace to change, Sheila took off a pair of very heavy chain pants that she had worn that day and gave it to the little Emperor. She also mocked him by the side, saying that not wearing it would affect the 'fate of the country'. In the end, the little Emperor had no choice but to wear the pants provided by Sheila. The disgusting smell almost made the little Emperor faint.
Although these things had nothing to do with Ye Mocheng, he still decided.
Return it!
Return it to Sheila double!
As long as there was a chance, Ye Mocheng would definitely let Sheila come into close contact with the ferocious, drooling Peril Breed, and then parade her through the streets in a pair of stinky pants that she couldn't even walk in.
Sheila was not an idiot. She could hear Ye Mocheng's tone, but before he could say anything, the minister spoke first.
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