Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord-Chapter 1951: Utterly Ridiculous

"Prime Minister, don’t make it difficult for me. That position was decided by The Emperor," the eunuch said sorrowfully.

He had been muddled by Long Rui’s actions and had forgotten, so he painfully turned around and looked pitiably at The Emperor, "Your Majesty, I request to change my position."

Seeing the Prime Minister in such a miserable state, barely recognizable, The Emperor cursed silently, calling him useless.

"Permission granted."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

With The Emperor’s approval, the eunuch put the chair down. This position was dozens of meters away from War Prince, falling within a safe range. The Prime Minister assessed it internally and then sat down with relief.

The Emperor then summoned the Imperial Physician to apply medicine to the Prime Minister before resuming the discussion.

Once the medicine was applied, a cool sensation spread throughout his body, easing the Prime Minister’s painful expression, though the injury to his waist still prevented easy movement.

The Prime Minister could only sit rigidly, maintaining a single posture without moving. Occasionally, he would forget and inadvertently move, resulting in a piercing scream...

"Ah...!"

The hall was incredibly silent, and civil and military officials dared not breathe loudly, standing properly in their positions, awaiting The Emperor’s reprimand. The Prime Minister’s scream was quite abrupt.

The Emperor, already agitated and chaotic in mind, glared fiercely at the Prime Minister, impatiently saying, "As the Father-in-law of the Emperor, don’t you know the court decorum? Making loud noises in the hall—Prime Minister, do you understand your wrongs?"

The Prime Minister felt bitterly distressed internally. He certainly knew that during court sessions, one must not make sounds that might disturb The Emperor. However, the sudden pain from his waist was beyond his control.

"Your Majesty, have mercy! This old minister’s waist was severely injured by War Prince, rendering my body unable to move. Any slight movement brings excruciating pain, thus disturbing Your Majesty," the Prime Minister, now free from the threat of War Prince, stiffened his body and tearfully complained to The Emperor.

War Prince had always been The Emperor’s significant concern. His behavior of openly beating the Prime Minister in the Golden Throne Hall today naturally made The Emperor very angry. However, because of War Prince’s military power, no matter how angry, The Emperor could only swallow his resentment.

The Emperor said with a pained expression, "War Prince, though I’ve always wanted to protect you, this time you’ve truly crossed the line. Before figuring out the truth of the matter, you impulsively dismantled the Prime Minister’s Mansion. And now, you’ve severely injured him. Tell me, what should I do with you?"

The Emperor, though internally hating War Prince to the core, outwardly pretended to consider his interests.

With War Prince’s martial prowess renowned across the kingdom and his military power, The Emperor found it impossible to antagonize him.

Long Rui’s cold voice sounded, "How does Your Majesty intend to handle this servant?"

The Emperor: "War Prince, you exaggerate. You are the War God of our Moli Country. If I truly punished you, the people would not accept it."

The Emperor’s words carried implicit messages, all reminding the War Prince that the reason for not punishing him was all for the sake of the people’s esteem.

Long Rui raised his fine sword-like eyebrows and said, "This servant thanks Your Majesty."

The Emperor: "We’ve been sovereign and minister for so many years, so let’s not use formalities."

"Your Majesty is truly magnanimous."

"Beloved Minister Long."

"Hmm?"

"It’s wrong for you to have inflicted such an injury on the Prime Minister."

The Emperor’s main point arrived, and Long Rui, remaining expressionless, asked, "Your Majesty, how do you think this servant should act then?"