Wen Mingyu lowered her head and ate in small bites, like a small animal being stared at by a ferocious beast, her legs trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Halfway through the meal, Wen Mingyu was choked by the too quiet atmosphere, and couldn't help but secretly raised her eyes. As a result, she looked at the tyrant again, and the other party was obviously staring at him.

Wen Mingyu's conditioned reflex wanted to shrink his head, but the other party saw that he looked up, and immediately avoided it too deliberately, he had to smile sweetly, and said, "Your Majesty, these are delicious, don't you want to try them?

Mu Zhan frowned, looked at the table of food with some disgust, and said impatiently: "Eat yours." Wen

Mingyu shut up, he didn't care whether the tyrant would eat or not, just didn't want to be stared at. He smiled, bit his head and continued to eat, trying to hypnotize himself to ignore the look.

The effect is not great, but it is still useful. Before you know it, he killed most of the dishes, which can be called a sweep.

On the other hand, the owner of the palace, Mu Zhan, didn't move his chopsticks much. After taking two bites, he stopped in disinterest and stared at Wen Mingyu the whole time, as if he was observing something.

Mu Zhan raised his hand, twisted his fingertips, put it in front of his nose, and could smell the light fruity fragrance, sweet, which did not disgust him. This is the smell I got when I touched Mingyu's face just now. It's unfamiliar and familiar.

Mu Zhan lowered his eyes, covering the emotions in his eyes, making it impossible for people to spy on what he was thinking.

When people are just full, their precautions are relaxed, and their IQ also declines. This sentence is not false.

Wen Mingyu's stomach bulged slightly, her face full of satisfaction, her posture was much more relaxed than when she first entered the hall, until she looked up and saw Mu Zhan, she was stunned for a moment, and her nerves immediately tightened again.

"I said I don't want to eat it, but I can actually eat it. I almost finished all the meals on the table."

Mu Zhan looked at him with a faint mockery in his eyes.

When Wen Mingyu heard it, she wanted to blow up and overturn the table. Didn't this guy ask him to eat just now? He also asked him to finish eating, and told him to shut up and continue to eat after saying anything. Now he thinks that he eats too much? !

Wen Mingyu's heart exploded, but on the surface, as if she hadn't heard it, she tilted her head and smiled sweetly, her face innocent and innocent.

Mu Zhan was expressionless.

The eunuch with the whisk in his hand respectfully stepped forward to ask for instructions, and after getting permission from Mu Zhan, he signaled the palace servants to withdraw the rest of the meal.

The palace maids and eunuchs took turns taking the plates one by one, and a group of people shuttled in front of the table in the hall, but they didn't make a sound.

The corners of Wen Mingyu's mouth stiffened, feeling more indigestion.

Soon, the palace servants all withdrew, and the eunuch chief walked last.

Wen Mingyu peeked at the door and wanted to go with them.

"What are you looking at? Haven't eaten enough yet?" Mu Zhan's voice was flat.

Wen Mingyu turned around for a second, raised her face with a smile, shook her head and said, "No, I'm full, and I've eaten a lot of things I haven't eaten before. I'm very happy, thank you for your gift."

Mu Zhan hummed casually. .

There was no one talking in the room, it was too quiet and seemed a little weird.

Wen Mingyu lowered her head and thought about what she should say, not only to avoid the tyrant's thunder point, but also not to make the tyrant feel bored and want to kill him.

His back was cold, his mind was spinning fast, he made a belly in his heart, and he looked up and was about to speak, "Your Majesty..."

As soon as he uttered a word, it suddenly became a low voice, and he swallowed all the words that followed. went back.

Because, he saw the tyrant closed his eyes with his chin up and fell asleep.

Why did you suddenly fall asleep?

Wen Mingyu was a little surprised, but she felt a little relieved in her heart. It's good to fall asleep, then you don't have to face the terrible sight and rack your brains to deal with it.

He put his hand on his chest and let himself take two breaths. No wonder there is a saying that companions are like companions to tigers. Facing the emperor, the psychological pressure is not ordinary. Even if he is not killed, he is scared to die young.

He sat on the stool, and after a while, he peeked at Mu Zhan again, and seemed to be sleeping quite deeply. So is he... can go? After all, you can't disturb the emperor's sleep, right?

Wen Mingyu hesitated for a few seconds, but stood up slowly, moving very cautiously, for fear of making some noise and waking the tyrant up.

I didn't feel much when I was sitting. When I stood up, my legs were as soft as boiled noodles, and I almost threw myself on the ground. Fortunately, he got up slowly and had time to stand up. He still turned his head sharply to look at Mu Zhan on a conditioned reflex to see if he had opened his eyes.

No risk.

Wen Mingyu sighed softly, turned around and continued walking towards the door, moving slowly like an 80-year-old old man with inconvenient legs, moving slowly step by step.

Seeing that the door is getting closer and closer to him, the dawn of hope is near...

A low hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Where do you want to go?"

Wen Mingyu, who was dog-like, instantly froze into a stone statue, his brain pounded, his scalp exploded, his chills stood on end, his heart stopped beating, and he had no courage to look back.

Mu Zhan still sat, didn't move, but opened his eyes, his eyes without warmth fell on Wen Mingyu's back, pinning the person in place.

"Did Gu allow you to go? Come back." With

an irresistible command tone, Wen Mingyu shuddered and shivered, and immediately sprinted back to the stool at an unprecedented speed, sat down with both hands, Put it on your lap and sit nicely.

The expression is more gentle and gentle, and innocent and innocent.

"I didn't leave without permission, I just saw that His Majesty was asleep, worried that you might catch a cold, and wanted to ask the chief to get a blanket." The

dark round eyes blinked twice, clear and clean, as sincere as if they would never lie.

Mu Zhan was unmoved, glanced at him, and closed his eyes again, as if he wanted to continue sleeping.

Wen Mingyu: ...?

So what's the point of keeping him here? The tyrant is a three-year-old child. He must be accompanied by someone to sleep?

As soon as he left, Mu Zhan could feel it and wake up with his eyes open. Wen Mingyu dared to move around, so he could only stay here as a mascot. When he was idle and bored, he looked around at the luxurious and delicate decorations around him, and then looked at the sleeping tyrant for a while. After reacting, he immediately looked away, lowered his head and picked up his fingers, amusing himself.

I don't know how long it took, Wen Mingyu's eyelids got into a fight, and when she almost fell asleep with her head tilted, someone walked in.

Wen Mingyu suddenly looked up and saw that it was an eunuch holding a whisk.

The other party seemed to be a little surprised, and when he met his gaze, his footsteps stopped.

The general manager Zhao Dequan was worried to take a look because he had never heard the summons from the sage, but he did not expect the sage to fall asleep. He couldn't help but look shocked.

Then, he looked at Wen Mingyu again, bowed his head and saluted, then bowed his waist like this, and quietly retreated.

Wen Mingyu: ...

It hurts to experience the feeling of being left behind again.

After another long time, Mu Zhan finally woke up, opened his eyes and saw Wen Mingyu, he didn't say much, waved his hand and sent him back.

So, Wen Mingyu returned to the place where he lived without any risk.

When Sanxi saw him back, she couldn't believe it, but she was extremely happy, her emotions fluctuated so much, her eyes were red and she almost cried.

"It's great that you are fine! What did your Majesty ask you to do?"

Wen Mingyu was a little dazed, as if she was dreaming, and she was able to see the tyrant come back unscathed. He answered Sanxi blankly.

"I think... just went to have a meal?"

He also ate a whole table, more than the tyrant, and rudely ate all the tyrant's share.

Sanxi: "...???"