We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

Chapter 13: Whatʼs So Special About This Zhou Kingdom?

Xiao Moʼs consciousness withdrew from the Book of a Hundred Lives.

For nearly two months, Xiao Mo had been immersed in ”cultivation” every day, basically not concerning himself with court affairs.

When Xiao Mo was hungry, he would have the imperial kitchen send food over.

Anyway, as an emperor, even a puppet emperor, there were people to serve his every need.

Xiao Mo felt that even that Longevity Emperor couldnʼt be more of a shut-in than himself.

”Wei Xun,” Xiao Mo called out.

Wei Xun, who was serving outside the palace hall, immediately walked in upon hearing the voice, ”Your Majesty...”

At first, Wei Xun thought His Majestyʼs cultivation was just to deceive Yan Shanʼao while secretly preparing something.

For example, in Chen Kingdom, after a prince was controlled by a powerful minister, he secretly raised dead soldiers and did various things to deceive the minister. Finally, one day this Chen Kingdom prince called the minister into the palace, with dead soldiers secretly ambushing, and finally killed him, reclaiming power but His Majesty had really been cultivating during this period... And once he sat in meditation, it would be for an entire day.

”Could it be that His Majesty has truly given up on seizing power?”
Thinking of this, Wei Xun couldnʼt help but sigh in his heart, feeling somewhat disappointed but on second thought, it would be good if His Majesty gave up.

How easy would it be to kill Yan Shanʼao? He himself was a Dragon Gate realm cultivator.

If there was any oversight, His Majesty, far from reclaiming power, might die within the palace walls.

”Wei Xun, you look so heavy-hearted. Is there something wrong?” Xiao Mo asked.

”Your Majesty, thanks to Your Majestyʼs concern, what could this slave have to worry about? If Your Majesty is well, this slave is well,” Wei Xun said with a flattering smile.

”Alright, alright, donʼt flatter me all the time. Have someone bring some food over, Iʼm a bit hungry,” Xiao Mo said.

”The imperial kitchen has already prepared it and is on the way to deliver it to Your Majesty.”

Since His Majesty began cultivating, Wei Xun had gradually figured out His Majestyʼs meal times.

”Mm.” Xiao Mo nodded. ”During this period, what has been the courtʼs evaluation of me?”

”That...” Wei Xun hesitated.

”Speak freely,” Xiao Mo looked at Wei Xun. ”The truth!”

”...” Wei Xun organized his words in his mind before speaking word by word, ”Many ministers have considerable criticism of Your Majestyʼs cultivation, feeling that Your Majesty should... should...”

”Should focus on court affairs?” Xiao Mo smiled. ”Are they also calling me a foolish ruler behind my back?”

As Xiao Moʼs words fell, Wei Xun immediately knelt before Xiao Mo, ”Absolutely no one dares speak of Your Majesty in such a way!”

”Alright, alright, why are you so nervous? I didnʼt say you said it,” Xiao Mo said calmly. ”Get up.”

”Thank Your Majesty.”

Wei Xun stood up tremblingly, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Those ministers cursing him mostly just wanted to display their ”loyal minister” image.

Who in the entire court didnʼt know that Empress Dowager Yan and Prime Minister Yan controlled things from outside and inside respectively?

With no power left, how could he personally handle court affairs?

Moreover, if Yan Shanʼao felt he was a threat, that guy might really replace him with another emperor.

For an emperor, being forced to resign from this profession had only one outcome: death.

So before having sufficient strength, he had to lay low.

Before long, his first life experience in the Book of a Hundred Lives would end, and then heʼd see what rewards he could get.

”Your Majesty, the Prime Minister requests an audience,” a palace maid called from outside the bedchamber.

”Quickly invite the Prime Minister in,” Xiao Mo said.

”Yes.” The palace maid bowed outside the bedchamber, then opened the door. ”Prime Minister, please enter.”

”This minister pays respects to Your Majesty.” Yan Shanʼao, with his sword at his waist, walked into the bedchamber and bowed to Xiao Mo.

”Foster Father, thereʼs no need for such formality.” Xiao Mo quickly got down from the bed, not even putting on his shoes, and walked forward to greet him. ”Foster Father, why have you come?”

Yan Shanʼao looked at Xiao Moʼs Daoist attire, ”Your Majesty has been cultivating for almost two months. This minister came to visit Your Majesty and ask how Your Majestyʼs cultivation is progressing?”