"Young Master, what's your order?"

Sanxi bowed her head and said respectfully.

Wen Mingyu sat upright on the jade stool, with a straight back and a cold temperament, like a born royal noble. He said plainly: "Nothing, I want to be alone, don't disturb me."

"Yes, son."

Sanxi nodded and resigned obediently, thinking that son would read books and do homework quietly and quietly, but he couldn't think of anything. , In fact, as soon as he left, Wen Mingyu slumped his shoulders, walked to the side of the bed and fell back at will, with one leg hanging lazily on the ground, he was completely a dead salted fish, with no image, lazy eyes Not even a strange light flashes.

See where else you can run.

Wen Mingyu thought of this sentence and the flat tone of a certain dog who said it, so she couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Run, of course run, how could not run.

You said I couldn't run away, so I just wanted to run to show you, not to be mad at you.

Wen Mingyu shook her legs rebelliously, which was completely different from the juvenile who was as sweet as honey in front of Mu Zhan, but a bit rebellious.

He lay down for a while, thought of something, rolled over and sat up, stepped on the bed with his left leg and propped it up, grabbed the golden anklet without hesitation, unlocked the lock, took it off, and threw it to the side arbitrarily.

I still want to lock him up, what kind of weird 18-ban setting, it's weird to be obedient.

Wen Mingyu stayed in the room by herself, and gave orders to the palace servants not to disturb them, in order to...

bang.

The person lying on the bed disappeared out of thin air, and was replaced by a lop-eared rabbit the size of a slap, as soft as a ball of snow-white cotton candy.

The marshmallow jumped lightly from the bed, and the little jiojio jumped up and down, causing the bunny ears hanging down from the top of his head to bounce.

He jumped on the stool very skillfully, jumped on the table again, ran to the window sill, slammed, and drew a beautiful arc in mid-air. Bai Tuanzi landed silently, his claws stepped on the ground, his chin raised, and he glanced around, like a beast patrolling the territory. It's just that this beast is a little too cute.

There will be no one around here, so he can relax unscrupulously.

The lop-eared rabbit plunged into the grass, rolled happily, stretched its muscles and bones and stretched out a big lazy waist, the rabbit's eyes were round, and then it squinted lazily, with its belly facing the sky, lying on the carpet made of grass in a big shape. Kick off the short legs.

This large piece of timothy grass is all his! Cool!

The lop-eared rabbit turned over, hugged a bunch of fresh grass with two claws, and gnawed it up, his mouth moved very quickly, and the long green grass swayed in the air with his eating movements, the more he was eating. Shorter and shorter, disappeared in his mouth.

After eating a tuft, he immediately continued forward, just like a rabbit-shaped lawn mower, gnawing the turf bald wherever he went, which formed a strong contrast with the lush grass next to him, which was a bit pitifully bald. Funny again.

If Timothy could speak, it would definitely be crying, scolding this unscrupulous rabbit for having no heart and not understanding the bald man's sorrow.

Wen Mingyu gnawed happily, and was too addicted for a while. He reacted and looked back. Oh, there is an empty piece of turf, which is very obvious. The palace servants will definitely find it. What should I do?

Hmm... this was eaten by a rabbit, what does it have to do with Wen Mingyu?

Wen Mingyu stretched out her claws, and pushed the grass next to it to the open space, and pressed it twice, trying to cover up the fact that the grass was bald. Then, the little short legs jumped, ran to the more lush place on the other side, and continued to nibble on the grass.

Because his figure is too small, he nests in the grass, and his entire body can be blocked by the grass. Even if someone comes, he will not notice a fluffy lop-eared rabbit growing out of the grass at a glance.

It is very relaxing to change back to the original shape, and it feels very good, but in order to avoid exposure, Wen Mingyu will not last for too long. After eating for a while, he is ready to go back the same way, put on clothes and change back to his human identity.

But at this moment, there was an unusual movement outside.

It was the voice of the palace servants saluting.

Here comes the tyrant!

Wen Mingyu froze in fright for a moment, looked outside through the gap in the grass, and sure enough, a familiar figure flashed in the distance, coming here.

Hearing the jade, he couldn't care about anything else. He hurriedly jumped and ran under the window sill. He kicked hard at the back, and his front paws clinged to the edge of the window. A snow-white ball of hair swayed twice in the air. , Pushing against the wall with his short legs, he took advantage of the opportunity to climb the window and got into the room. He threw himself on the bed with a clear purpose, turned back into a human form, and quickly dressed.

Because I was afraid of such a situation before, just in case, Wen Mingyu deliberately practiced the speed of dressing, and usually prefers to choose easy-to-wear clothes. Fortunately, it is not very complicated and complicated for noble ladies, otherwise he will definitely be too late.

Wen Mingyu quickly dressed and breathed a sigh of relief. Just when she was about to pretend to read a book, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten something.

...anklet!

Wen Mingyu turned around and immediately pulled on the bed, picked up the thin golden chain that he had just thrown aside, bent over and buckled it on his ankle, and with a click, he just straightened up when Mu Zhan just came in.

At first glance, he saw a beautiful young man sitting on the edge of the bed, his cheeks glowed with light red, his clothes were slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbones, his light-colored robe was hanging down, his bare feet were under his hem, and a pair of strips hung from his ankles. Thin chain, lining slender and fragile, there is an indescribable feeling.

Mu Zhan's eyes sank as he approached slowly.

Wen Mingyu felt empty in her heart, so nervous that her toes curled up unconsciously.

Mu Zhan glanced at it, and suddenly reached out his hand. When Wen Mingyu was so panicked that he almost couldn't control his instinct to close his eyes, his hand brushed his hair lightly, and then retracted it again.

There is a small leaf between the fingers.

"What are you doing, there is still a leaf hidden in your hair."

Wen Mingyu just put down a little heart, and immediately raised it again. He looked out the window subconsciously and said with a smile, "Maybe I just stood in the yard for a while and accidentally got it."

Mu Zhan hummed lightly, holding the leaf in his hand, playing casually. . Wen Mingyu felt like she had become a leaf in Mu Zhan's hand, and her heart was rubbed around, and it was unbearably rolled up.

"It's quite obedient." Mu Zhan said suddenly.

Wen Mingyu raised her head, looking a little puzzled.

Mu Zhan curled the corner of his lips, and said, "I thought that you would secretly take off the anklet while I was away."

Wen Mingyu's heart skipped a beat, she guessed it correctly, it was like she was watching him .

He came back to his senses and immediately shook his head, "How come, this is a gift from His Majesty, how could I be willing to take it down."

After speaking, he subconsciously touched the chain on his ankle. Fortunately, I remembered to put it on just in time, otherwise I wouldn't know what terrible things the tyrant would do in anger.

Mu Zhan stared at him for a while, put his hand on the top of his head, touched it like a reward, and said in a deep voice, "Good."

Wen Mingyu: "..."

I'm not good, I just want to beat the dog .

He raised his head, his face was innocent, his eyes were crescent moon, and he asked with a smile, "Is there anything your Majesty is looking for me for?"

Mu Zhan: "You can't come if you are alone?"

Wen Mingyu choked, " Of course not, Your Majesty came to see me, I am very happy." I was so happy that I was about

to cry.

Mu Zhan glanced at him with a half-smile but rolled up the leaf in his hand a little bit, and with a little more force, the leaf was instantly smashed into pieces.

"If that's the case, be alone."

Wen Mingyu put her hands together, tilted her head, as if she could not hide her excitement, and looked at him with bright eyes, "Really?! I am very happy to see Your Majesty! But... it will affect Is Your Majesty doing anything? I'll be fine by myself."

"Nothing."

"That's great! I'll also take care not to disturb Your Majesty."

Wen Mingyu put his hands on his side and leaned back slightly, Bending into a beautiful arc, the calf hanging on the edge of the bed swayed back and forth. The thin chain on the ankle also touched the skin lightly, making a small sound. He was expressing a happy mood all over his body, as if he really wanted to see the tyrant often. He was happy, but after Mu Zhan entered the house, he didn't have much time to see Mu Zhan.

Mu Zhan watched in silence for a while, then turned his head to look out the window, and suddenly said, "Why is that piece of grass missing?"

Wen Mingyu's swaying feet stopped, and then followed Mu Zhan's line of sight, As if he didn't know it, he pretended to be surprised, "It's really, it's amazing."

"How do the palace servants do things here." Mu Zhan's voice was cold, and his dissatisfaction was implied.

Wen Mingyu was afraid that others would be punished because of him, so he didn't even think about it, so he quickly said, "It's alright, it will grow back soon."

"They are not doing well, so you still plead for them and make excuses?"

"No, I just I don't quite understand, why don't your Majesty teach me?" Wen Mingyu tilted his head and looked at him so directly, his eyes were straightforward and not shy.

It seems that there are small thorns under the soft flowers of Lili, which are usually not exposed, but will stab you inadvertently and provocatively.

Mu Zhan didn't feel offended and provoked, but was very interested, as if he saw the little milk cat at home stretched out its paws and scratched him playfully, with a kind of top-down connivance and didn't care.

He reached out and picked up Wen Mingyu's hair that fell from his forehead, so that his bright eyes were fully exposed, and the raised eyebrows had a bit of wanton youthful air.

"I want to teach you alone, what do you get in exchange?"

Mu Zhan locked his eyes, smiled, and looked unpredictable.