The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me-Chapter 333 - 330 Frivolous

They naturally wouldn’t dare to take the Emperor for a fool.

So, they tacitly shut their mouths.

He Ying did the same, momentarily unsure how to punish the two.

He knew that these two dared to eavesdrop because they thought they had support.

The hall was eerily quiet.

The side hall was the same.

Qing Wu sat on the soft couch, staring unblinkingly at the person in front of her, while in her mind she contemplated his words: "This humble servant has just lost composure, and has specially come to offer an apology to the Empress."

His current demeanor was hardly apologetic!

The more Qing Wu thought about it, the more anxious she became: What exactly does this man want to do? Why hasn’t Qiuzhi returned yet? What information had she gathered?

Chu Jun, unaware of "Sang Yan’s" thoughts, stood before her, silently studying her facial features.

That’s right.

Indeed, a person lowly and short-lived.

Even their character is superficial and hypocritical.

This was vastly different from the previous image of the Empress.

Chu Jun remembered that his master, Wan Zhang, had also observed the Empress’s features. If she were not a good person, he would have noticed.

What was happening now?

What exactly went wrong?

His brow furrowed deeply, lips tightly pressed, unable to come up with a reason for a long time.

"How dare you!"

Qing Wu, made uneasy by his gaze, couldn’t help but scold softly, "Such blatant staring at this palace constitutes a great disrespect. Someone come!"

She mysteriously felt a sense of crisis—it was time to kill him, right now!

"Empress, what’s wrong?"

Palace attendants came forward, waiting for instructions.

Biting her lip, Qing Wu agonized over whether or not to kill him.

The Sang Yan she was impersonating was a saintly figure, never uttering a harsh word to the attendants, let alone killing anyone.

Would it ruin her image?

Would it arouse suspicion?

She hesitated, unable to decide.

Seeing her dismayed expression and restless eyes, the attendants felt she was acting oddly, but didn’t dare to think too much about it, instead gently inquiring, "Empress, are you feeling unwell? Should we call the Imperial Physician?"

"No need!"

Qing Wu hardened her heart, pointing at Chu Jun and said, "Audacious! Do you not realize your mistake?"

Chu Jun knew the Empress was of a gentle disposition.

He took liberties in his comings and goings because he knew of her kind nature, and even his etiquettes were relaxed.

But he had not expected such an attitude from the Empress.

Could all her previous behavior have been an act?

Why not continue the act?

Because she had become the Empress and felt invincible?

In these thoughts, he adopted an arrogant stance, "Why would the Empress say this? Where have I erred?"

He sought to uncover more unknown aspects of the Empress.

It was also to confirm his observations— that the Empress was no virtuous lady.

"How dare you!"

Ever since Qing Wu had started impersonating Sang Yan, she had been held in high regard, barely enduring any grievances.

Now, encountering someone who disrespected her this way, and whom she truly disliked, she couldn’t control her temper.

"If you show disrespect to this palace, that is your fault! Someone, drag him out! Administer twenty beatings!"

She couldn’t kill him to avoid breaking character, but beating him seemed entirely reasonable— since he dared to look directly at the Empress with such impudence!

The attendants had never seen the Empress punish a servant before.

Now that they had, they were dumbfounded—twenty beatings just for "disrespect"? They saw clearly how Director Chu’s actions weren’t disrespectful; at most, they were somewhat negligent and lax. Was that worth punishing? When had the Empress become so harsh?

"What are you standing around for?"

Qing Wu, seeing them stand there as if stupefied, grew even angrier: she was the Empress, were they taking her words as idle chatter?

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"Get moving!"

Qing Wu shouted angrily at the attendants.

The attendants, who had never seen the Empress furious, were startled by her shout, and their shoulders twitched as they snapped back to reality.

"Chu Jianzheng, I’m sorry."

The two little eunuchs didn’t want to do such offensive work either, but with the Empress’s order above them, they couldn’t defy it and could only step forward with sheepish expressions to grab his arm.

Chu Jun naturally didn’t want to be beaten for no reason; he immediately shouted, "Emperor, save me! The Empress is abusing her power!"

This shout surprised everyone.

During the shock, Qing Wu saw him lift his robe and run again.

Damn!

This man looked untouchable, pure as the clear breeze and bright moon; how could his actions be so despicable?

And he even dared to complain to the Emperor!

She wanted to see whether the Emperor would stand by her side or his!

This was also a test for her—could she control the Emperor?

Thinking this, Qing Wu stood up and headed to the main hall.

Inside the main hall

Luo Shan and Qiuzhi were still kneeling on the ground.

He Ying was still contemplating how to punish them.

Just then, Chu Jun, gasping for breath, ran into the hall from a side chamber.

"Emperor, save me; the Empress is about to inflict personal punishment on me."

After entering the hall, Chu Jun also quickly knelt down.

Unfortunately, he knelt beside Luo Shan.

Luo Shan had a cold disposition, dressed in a white robe like snow, carrying a scent of cold fragrance.

Inhaling this cold fragrance, Chu Jun felt his mind clear and refreshed; suddenly, it dawned on him—a critical question—the Empress seemed not to recognize him? Her gaze was strange and guarded.

What was going on?

Why was the Empress looking at him like this?

As if she were a different person.

"What’s going on?"

He Ying hadn’t expected that observing fortune would turn into a matter of beating and killing.

"He was disrespectful toward me."

Qing Wu rushed over and accused him before Chu Jun could speak.

Upon hearing this, He Ying instinctively defended: "Chu Jun, you have quite the nerve!"

Chu Jun bitterly protested his innocence, "Emperor, how could I dare?"

Seeing this, He Ying reconsidered; indeed, Chu Jun was a man of principles and not bold—how could he dare to be disrespectful in front of Sang Yan?

"What exactly is going on?"

As he asked, he looked towards "Sang Yan" and softened his voice, "Ah Yan, how was he disrespectful to you?"

Now, as He Ying asked this, Qing Wu suddenly felt she might be overreacting: he looked at her a few extra times, and she accused him of great disrespect? It seemed a bit forced.

But if it was forced, so be it.

She was the Empress.

Whatever she said was right; whatever she said was reasonable.

Because she herself was the reason.

"His gaze was inappropriate!"

Qing Wu lied with a guilty conscience: "His gaze was frivolous when he looked at me, and it made me very uncomfortable."

She looked at He Ying, furrowed her brows, and showed a distressed expression.

As if to say: I’m uncomfortable, won’t you punish him?

He Ying had never seen Sang Yan make it so difficult for someone—was this really his Ah Yan?

She seemed more and more like a stranger.

But he had always indulged her; even though he knew Chu Jun was innocent, he still scolded coldly, "What foolishness have you done? I sent you to meet the Empress, and this is how you did it?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Jun knew that the Emperor was unprincipled in defending the Empress.

Indeed, when it came to the Empress, he had no principles, no bottom line.

He was perceptive and immediately turned to kowtow to the Empress: "I’m wrong, my Empress, I’m aware of my crime, please be magnanimous."

Ah, faced with such a love-struck Emperor, he could only resign to his bad luck.

Seeing this, Qing Wu realized the Emperor did not intend to punish Chu Jun severely.

This was not what she had expected.

A man disrespected her, and he just let it slide?

How could this be?

Was she not that important in his heart?

Or had she revealed her true intentions?

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