Quick Wear: Don’t Be Afraid of the Yandere Villain

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! It's right under your feet! Your Majesty, be careful!" The eunuch on the side looked at the little emperor in front of him and was particularly anxious.

Wan Ge pounced directly, and when he raised his hand, his palm was still empty.

On the stone next to him, a cricket was still chirping happily. When Wan Ge wanted to pounce again, a black robe appeared in front of him.

Wan Ge raised his head and only saw the other party's clear and smooth jawline.

Without seeing the other party's face, Wan Ge already knew who the other party was.

The current regent, the god of war of Beige Kingdom, and her nominal uncle.

"Your Majesty is in a really good mood. Have you dealt with the government affairs? Or is the Taifu's homework not enough?"

When Wan Ge stood up, Mu Zhuochen had already sat on a stone bench next to him, picking up a celadon teacup with one hand.

Wan Ge lowered his head and kicked the stone under his feet: "The affairs of the court are taken care of by the emperor's uncle, why should I worry about it?"

Originally, that group of people only listened to him, so what he said and did was in vain?

"Your Majesty is the emperor of Beige. In the past, your Majesty was young and the minister acted as the court official. Now that your Majesty has grown up, you should handle it yourself."

Wan Ge still didn't say a word, and his eyes fell on the cricket not far away.

Mu Zhuochen stood up directly, just picked a leaf casually, and when it fell on the cricket, the cricket that Wan Ge had been thinking about just now had its head and body separated.

Mu Zhuochen's cold and low voice directly instructed: "Come here, let the tutor write more homework for your Majesty, and pull all the palace servants in the imperial garden today to be beaten with twenty big boards. If they let your Majesty make trouble in the future, they will be directly chopped off."

The palace servants knelt on the ground, but no one dared to say anything.

Wan Ge grabbed his sleeve: "Uncle, don't be angry. I know I was wrong. Don't punish them."

"Your Majesty, are you pleading for them?" Mu Zhuochen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a colder breath appeared.

Wan Ge let go of her hand, lowered her head and dared not say anything more.

"Your Majesty, remember, you are the master and they are the servants. You made a mistake because they didn't take good care of you."

After saying that, Mu Zhuochen was ready to leave. Before leaving, he said, "Your Majesty, since you are the emperor, don't be too emotional."

Wan Ge clenched her hands hanging by her side and watched Mu Zhuochen leave. Mu Zhuochen was in power, and her every move was under his eyes. Wan Ge could do nothing except hide her true identity.

She heard from others that Mu Zhuochen had long intended to rebel, and she might become a dead soul under the knife at any time.

Not touching the government affairs, hiding all her glory under his nose, is also to prevent Mu Zhuochen from killing her.

She just wants to save her life, but now it feels more and more difficult.

Mu Zhuochen is increasingly unpredictable about what he wants to do. There are always times when Wan Ge wonders if he really intends to return the power to her.

But more of the thoughts are that Mu Zhuochen is fishing, just wanting to coax her and test her, and once he finds out about her problems, he will kill her immediately.

Wan Ge doesn't know how long she will be a puppet emperor. If she is not the only one left of her father's descendants, Wan Ge doesn't need to dress up as a man, pretending to be the prince and pretending to be the emperor.

Maybe because she is a woman, Mu Zhuochen can let her go.

Wan Ge has thought about revealing her identity, but her intuition tells her that revealing her identity will only make her die faster, and it is really difficult to live.