Women Respect the World: Encountering a Beautiful Man in the Country (Novel)
Other Name: 女尊天下：染指江山美男
Genre: novel
Author: Xiao Keai
Year: 2019
Chapter: N/A
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Synopsis:
Song Muyunhua Wufeng, once woke up, she became a substitute emperor who pretended to be a man. Facing the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, she had a headache, and facing the harem beauties, she was powerless, but facing the handsome auxiliary prime minister, she couldn’t control it…
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Hua Wufeng pursed his lips, smiled and took away the honey from Song Muyun’s hand: “My Majesty, this candy can’t be eaten on an empty stomach. If you eat it on an empty stomach…it will cause diarrhea,” he raised his head and glanced at Song Muyun: “A pull is a week.”
Song Muyun took a deep breath and looked at the honey in Hua Wufeng’s hand a little startled: “Is it poison or honey that you brought me…Sure enough, I agreed with the word: Is it a honey belly sword…”
Hua Wufeng smiled, his eyes filled with stars: “As long as you don’t eat on an empty stomach, it’s fine.”
Really speaking, Song Muyun let the food arrived.
“The emperor, this is the vegetable porridge from the small kitchen.” The maid lowered her head, held the plate high, and handed it over.
Song Muyun glanced at the palace lady suspiciously and felt that her voice was inexplicably familiar, so she turned her mind and said, “You raise your head.”
The palace lady just raised her head and nodded, Song Muyun rushed over: “Sulan!”
The porridge in his hand almost overturned. Fortunately, Hua Wufeng was quick to catch it, otherwise Song Muyun would not even have lunch.
“Secretary Su! Come and let me take a closer look.” Song Muyun pulled Sulan and circled Sulan to see if she was thin or fat. So Sulan couldn’t laugh or cry: “The emperor, you should use it first. Eat, or you will be hungry and roll on the bed.”
Hua Wufeng on the side saw Song Muyun rushing over and raised his eyebrows. Hearing this, he hurriedly pulled Song Muyun over and stuffed the porridge bowl into her hand.
Hua Wufeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, lifted the honey high, and shook it in front of Song Muyun: “You can’t eat until you finish the porridge.”
“Who is rare!” Song Muyun leaned towards Sulan holding the porridge, and drank it in a few strokes.
“Ah! I finally came back alive!” She stretched her waist, and suddenly saw the bright yellow shirt she was wearing, and said coldly to Hua Wufeng, “You go out! I want to change clothes!”
Sulan pursed her lips to the side and grinned.
With a smile, she changed clothes for Song Muyun, hooked her belt, hung the jade pendant, tied her hair, Sulan suddenly couldn’t help sobbing.
“What’s the matter?” Song Muyun puzzled.
“The maidservant is okay, just remembered when I was in the Confucian Mansion…” That was how he changed clothes for Kong Ling.
“Oh -” Song Muyun stretched his tone, understood what was normal, waved his hand, and said: “Sulan, don’t worry, I have transferred Kong Ling to the palace. If you want to see him, you can go to him at any time. But Well,” she deliberately sold it off and said solemnly: “You don’t want to soak there all day, I will be jealous.”
