In autumn, royal hunting.

Now that this time has come again, with Mu Zhan as the center, the mighty set off for the hunting ground.

Wen Mingyu naturally wants to go together.

The ancient carriages are naturally not as convenient as future means of transportation, but for the emperor, naturally everything is the best, gorgeous and spacious, with soft cushions, small tables, cabinets, etc. It can almost be said to be a small mobile room. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

Therefore, Wen Mingyu didn't feel too uncomfortable on the road, the carriage swayed, and accidentally fell asleep.

Two days later, we arrived at the palace.

Someone has been taking care of it all the time. Before the emperor came, of course, he made some careful preparations, so they could live in directly when they arrived.

Although the palace is only a palace for the emperor to temporarily live in, there are still groups of palaces, scattered, Feige Liudan, Qionglou Yuyu, is another small palace.

Wen Mingyu just moved into it, and without the palace servants to lead him, he would definitely get lost. Obviously, he has to remember the route again. Fortunately, he has a good memory and can basically remember the roads he has walked.

Just arrived on the first day, not in a hurry to start hunting immediately.

From the palace to the hunting ground, the journey is not too far, but there are two days. After arriving, I naturally take a bath, wash off the dust, and rest for a while.

Being served by the palace servants and drying her long hair, Wen Mingyu finally felt relieved. The satin-like long hair is beautiful, but it is also really heavy. After shampooing, there is no hair dryer, so I can only slowly wring it with a cloth.

Wen Mingyu wanted to cut her hair more than once, but she just thought about it. In ancient times, there was a saying of parents who were affected by the body and skin. If he was going to have a cut, he probably wouldn't be able to see anyone.

Mu Zhan had also taken a bath, and the hair crown was taken off. The long dark hair fell naturally, covering the sharp eyebrows. He looked a little lazy and casual, and his temperament seemed to soften, like a gentle and gentle gentleman. There is no horrible feeling that a tyrant should have.

He sat beside the bed, looked at Wen Mingyu and said, "Come here."

Wen Mingyu knew at a glance that Mu Zhan wanted a sleeping pillow. After all, the smell of his own pheromones could calm him down, which was better than any tranquilizer.

Thinking of this, he obediently got on the dragon bed, passed over Mu Zhan skillfully, and rolled into the bed, revealing only a small head, and his eyes were bright, as if full of light.

As soon as he came over, Mu Zhan smelled a faint fruity aroma, very sweet, which made people want to peel off the outer skin and take a bite to see if the flesh was as soft and juicy as he imagined.

Wen Mingyu noticed the gaze falling from the top of his head, it was dark and deep, which made him uncomfortably turn his head to avoid it, but as soon as he moved, there was a heavy weight around him, and Mu Zhan also lay down. .

When he tilted his head, he could see the faint tiredness in Mu Zhan's eyes. Running all the way, riding a horse or riding a carriage was not very comfortable, not to mention that in a sense, the emperor was a sad social animal, and he had to go on the road. Handle government affairs.

Wen Mingyu was eating, and Mu Zhan was working.

Wen Mingyu fell asleep accidentally, while Mu Zhan was at work.

Wen Mingyu woke up, and Mu Zhan was still working.

...

it made Wen Mingyu feel guilty and shrunk in the corner, she was embarrassed to be a salted fish, it was like when she was playing on her phone, the student next to her kept writing questions, she felt uncomfortable, even playing games. awkward.

He had no choice but to continue playing in a panic.

When I wanted to sleep, I couldn't help but glance at Mu Zhan, and then opened my eyelids. After a while, I drooped my eyes again, the upper and lower eyelids stuck together, and when I tilted my head, I accidentally knocked on the wall of the car. , making a slight noise.

Hearing the sound, Mu Zhan raised his eyes and looked over.

Wen Mingyu woke up and raised her head, she didn't know what to think, she subconsciously reached out and wiped the corner of her mouth, and then looked at Mu Zhan without any precaution.

……wanna die.

I was so embarrassed that I wanted to find a seam to get in.

Mu Zhan was originally irritable and gloomy due to political affairs, his temples were aching, and killing intent surged in his heart, but this bad mood was suddenly interrupted by a sound, which made him unconsciously follow the sound and found that Wen Mingyu was dozing and crashing into the wall of the car. , woke up by himself, looking dazed and dazed, like a silly stuffed animal.

That violent aura, actually dissipated like this, turned into a kind of helplessness.

Mu Zhan couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips and laughed.

Wen Mingyu was so angry that she fell asleep, and Mu Zhan laughed at him. He deliberately looked away, sat up straight, and pretended that nothing had happened, as if the person just now was not him, he was innocent and didn't know anything.

But this guy Mu Zhan was not considerate at all. He didn't follow the disguise to reveal the embarrassment, but said directly: "Sleep if you want.

" He fell asleep, but Mu Zhan grabbed his wrist and pressed it down on the cushion, and then Mu Zhan also lay down.

The carriage seat is divided into opposite sides. If you just sit, it is spacious enough for two people to lie down, but it will be a little crowded.

Wen Mingyu was squeezed to lie down against the wall of the car, a little dazed.

What do you mean when I want to sleep, I'm clearly talking about yourself!

How spacious and comfortable it is to sleep alone, if you have to squeeze together, he will turn into a burrito.

I complained in my heart, but it was impossible to kick Mu Zhan down with one kick. He could only fall asleep, and then had a nightmare of being entangled by a python and almost eaten.

Now in the palace, lying on the soft and comfortable big bed.

Wen Mingyu slept on the carriage, and she slept a lot. She thought she should not be able to fall asleep at this time, but she didn't expect to fall asleep in a daze after a while.

Sleep halfway.

Wen Mingyu vaguely felt an itch on her face, but she was still half asleep and half awake, her consciousness was blurry, and she had no ability to think. By the way, the sound is not too small.

He opened his eyes lazily, blinked twice, and when he saw what was happening in front of him, he was so frightened that all the sleepy insects ran away in an instant, and he was scared to pee.

Because, his hand was on Mu Zhan's face, and the palm of his hand made the handsome face slightly sunken, which was quite detrimental to the emperor's majestic face.

Apparently, he fell asleep and slapped the tyrant.

When Wen Mingyu realized this, she widened her eyes and panicked, her heart beating wildly, feeling that she should not be on the bed at this time, but in the coffin.

he died! Hopeless!

A few seconds passed, and Wen Mingyu flashed a lot of thoughts in his mind, trying to save himself. So, he slowly closed his eyes again, pretended not to be awake, as if sleepwalking, and quickly retracted his hand from Mu Zhan's face.

But unfortunately, his careful thoughts didn't work. As soon as he moved, Mu Zhan grabbed his wrist.

Wen Mingyu trembled subconsciously, like some poor little animal.

He wanted to pretend to be asleep, but Mu Zhan refused to let him do so. Instead, he deliberately reached out to touch his face, stroked the end of his eyes, pressed his fingertips gently, and said casually, "Wake up."

Not a question . , but the tone of the statement, he knew very well that Wen Mingyu was sober.

This time, Wen Mingyu couldn't even pretend, so she opened her eyes embarrassedly, met Mu Zhan's eyes, and just wanted to say something to remedy it.

"You dare to fight alone."

Wen Mingyu felt that her coffin had been covered.

Want to cry, woo.

But he still had to struggle for a while, Wen Mingyu opened his mouth, annoyed and flattered: "Your Majesty, I saw a mosquito just now, so that's why..."

Mu Zhan didn't speak, just lowered his eyes and stared attentively. Looking at Wen Mingyu, his fingers moved slowly on his face, sliding all the way from the end of his eyes to the corner of his lips. His lips were beautiful, red and pink, like petals.

Wen Mingyu was still immersed in self-rescue, and couldn't help but whispered, "I was wrong..."

But because her fingers were just beside her lips, her mouth naturally sank into the gap between her lips.

Wen Mingyu: "...?"

Mu Zhan's expression became very strange, his fingertips were wet and wrapped in soft warmth, a feeling he had never felt before, and even spread along his fingertips all the way to his heart, causing bursts of hair itch.

Subconsciously, he moved his fingers.

Wen Mingyu: "...???"

What's the situation?

So weird.

Wen Mingyu subconsciously stuck out the tip of her tongue and pushed it out. It was a push and refusal action, but it seemed like she was licking.

Mu Zhan felt it, his eyes darkened suddenly, his fingers hooked unconsciously, and pressed down.

"Ugh..."

Wen Mingyu couldn't speak, and even her saliva couldn't control her drool. He himself felt that the picture was a bit disgusting, but Mu Zhan didn't seem to have this idea at all, but excitement surged in his eyes.

Wen Mingyu paid attention to her saliva and couldn't help but take a breath, but did not notice Mu Zhan's eyes.

After a while, Mu Zhan finally slowly withdrew his hand, as if he didn't have enough fun.

He wiped Wen Mingyu's wet and soft lips with his sleeve, and rubbed it slowly for a while, until the crystals on it were gone, and then he turned to wipe his fingers.

This time, Wen Mingyu didn't think that Mu Zhan was going to kill him, but he put on another dangerous label, and he always felt like he was going to jump in the direction of the bed, and there was a lingering perverted aura about Mu Zhan.

Wen Mingyu felt a little complicated for a while, and hoped that her feelings were wrong.

Seeing that he was distracted, Mu Zhan was a little unhappy. He reached out and patted his butt, and said, "Since he is so energetic..."

Wen Mingyu's eyes widened suddenly, shouldn't he be serving the bed? He's super sleepy and not in the mood at all!

But then, Mu Zhan continued to speak.

"Go out hunting with Gu."

Wen Mingyu: "..."

Sorry, his heart is too dirty, he is guilty.

Mu Zhan said he was going to hunt, but he really pulled Wen Mingyu to get up, changed into neat narrow-sleeved riding clothes, and went to the hunting ground.

Wen Mingyu's white horse, which was used to riding, also brought to the hunting ground. After all, riding a horse also pays attention to tacit understanding. Once they get along with each other, they will cooperate better, and they will be even more powerful when hunting.

The royal horses are well cared for, well fed and the stables are comfortable.

The little eunuch brought Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan's horses, with bows and arrows hanging beside the saddles.

After getting on his horse, Mu Zhan glanced at Wen Mingyu, and said, "Follow Gu."

Wen Mingyu nodded, "Okay."

He rode obediently and followed.

The royal hunting scene is very active, and the edge cannot be seen at a glance, and the galloping horse can't go all the way. The trees are lush and the grass is green, which complements the lake water. The scenery is beautiful and charming, and many animals also inhabit it.

Mu Zhan, the teacher, has always pursued practical teaching.

When Wen Mingyu didn't see anything or noticed, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he saw the prey behind him through the trees, he drew his bow and shot arrows, his movements were like flowing clouds and water, he paused without hesitation, and the sharp arrow shot out, breaking through the air. The sound, the next second, a hissing sound came from dozens of meters away, and there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

They rode past and soon saw the stag shot behind the tree.

It was solved in one shot.

"Do you understand?" Mu Zhan said.

Wen Mingyu was stunned, as if the teacher in the math class only wrote the final answer without any steps, and asked him if he understood it. Of course I didn't understand it at all!

Wen Mingyu shook his head honestly.

Mu Zhan glanced at it and didn't say much, but the muscles on his body suddenly tensed, and lines that were obviously full of strength bulged under the riding cloth. Wen Mingyu didn't even have time to react, and before he could see clearly, Mu Zhan jumped vigorously, disappeared from his own horse, and sat behind Wen Mingyu.

But in the blink of an eye, Wen Mingyu felt his back hit a broad and hard chest.

Mu Zhan crossed his hands from his waist, almost hugged him, put his hands on the back of his hand holding the reins, guided his horse, turned in a direction, and went into the depths of the dense forest.

Wen Mingyu's archery has been very proficient under the personal teaching of Mu Zhan, and has also practiced against moving targets on the martial arts field, but he lacks hunting experience.

Mu Zhan took him and taught him to observe the movement of the leaves, how to judge where the prey is, the hiding trajectory of the prey, where the key points of different prey are, how to use the terrain, and make the prey slack and kill with one blow... The tyrant has a bad temper. As we all know, in fact, Mu Zhan is indeed moody. Wen Mingyu often doesn't know why he is angry, but when he wants to, he can be gentle and patient than anyone else. It's incredible, it's like a different person.

Mu Zhan taught by hand for an afternoon. Wen Mingyu, a scumbag who listened to the scriptures, was like a crash course in special effects. His grades improved by leaps and bounds. He shot an arrow and pierced the key point of his prey with precision.

It feels like a shot, but I still have to go over and see for myself.

Behind the tree, a black wolf fell to the ground, his throat was pierced by a sharp arrow, and blood soaked the soil beneath him.

This picture looks bloody and cold, but Wen Mingyu didn't have any fear. Instead, a burst of blood rushed to the top of his head, his adrenaline surged, and his eyes were full of excitement. It's an indescribably magical feeling.

Some people may not be able to see this scene, but Wen Mingyu looked soft, but he didn't hesitate too much. He used to live alone, killing chickens and fishes. And he is very clear that this is hunting, and it is naturally impossible not to kill. Since they have already come here, it is strange that they can't make a move.

When he saw that he had hit the prey, he turned his head subconsciously, and looked at Mu Zhan with bright eyes, "Your Majesty, I hunted...!" No matter how close he was to Mu Zhan, he was about to kiss Mu Zhan's chin.

My heart skipped a beat, my body tensed involuntarily.

I completely forgot what I wanted to say, and I couldn't help but think of Mu Zhan's strange words just after the false estrus period. He kissed Mu Zhan, and a soft and hot touch flashed in his mind, and even the back of his neck glands. The body is bitten, and the numbness when the pheromone invades is terrifyingly real.

Mu Zhan: "What?"

Wen Mingyu turned around as if she was electrocuted. She lowered her eyebrows and closed her eyes. The excitement just now dissipated and turned into an indescribable discomfort. Sitting on a horse, ears, back , buttocks, feel like they are burning badly.

He pointed at the wolf and said dryly, "...I caught it."

A palm landed on top of his head, rubbed it twice, his voice was flat but with a complimenting smile, "Well, well done. Not bad." The

warm breath made Wen Mingyu's ears itch, as if it was not just the top of her head that was touched, which felt a little strange.

Wen Mingyu was wrapped in Mu Zhan's arms, and on the way back, the thick long eyelashes hanging down were still full of doubts and apprehensions that he couldn't understand.

Knowing that they were back, the palace servants had already prepared the bathing needs.

Wen Mingyu didn't like being served by someone next to her when she was taking a bath, so she went into the bath alone and soaked in warm water quietly.

Although it's just training, it's not a formal hunting and riding, but after two or three hours of riding and archery, the skin has been rubbed all the time, and there are still some small abrasions and muscle soreness.

Touching the warm spring water, a thin stinging pain spreads.

Wen Mingyu looked down and found that there was an obvious red mark on her wrist.

In the afternoon, when he was chasing his prey, he made a misjudgment, which made the horse a little confused and almost hit a tree trunk. It was Mu Zhan who grabbed the reins in time and changed direction in a hurry to avoid it.

It was also at that time that he was firmly grasped by Mu Zhan, which left traces. It was just that I was too nervous to notice it.

He looked at the red mark, which just wrapped around his wrist, forming a strong contrast with the fair skin, like a special mark.

Straightening his legs, through the clear water, he saw the thin golden chains swaying gently on his ankles, which seemed to correspond to a complete set.

Wen Mingyu leaned back against the edge of the bathtub, closed her eyes, and soaked for a while, her skin was fumigated to a white powder by the hot air, and then she slowly got up, dried her body, and put on her clothes.

He walked back into the hall, and Mu Zhan had already finished bathing and was sitting at the table.

Even though his thoughts were a little confused, he subconsciously walked to the chair beside Mu Zhan and sat down.

Mu Zhan quickly noticed the red marks on his wrist, and reached out to touch it, "I did it?"

Wen Mingyu blinked and looked at him without speaking, but he was obviously talking, otherwise?

Mu Zhan looked down. It's so tender and tender, it just became like this with a little force.

With his palms closed, he lightly wrapped around Wen Mingyu's wrist, and his fingertips rubbed gently, with a hint of comfort, but at the same time, it was like a small snake entangled, spitting out snake letters, revealing poisonous fangs.

Wen Mingyu couldn't help shrinking his hand, but Mu Zhan held it firmly. As soon as he moved, the restraint became heavier, making him unable to break free.

"Bring the medicine here." Mu Zhan ordered.