After today's hunting is over, princes and nobles naturally want to tout the most honorable emperor. Of course, literate people won't forcefully brag, but they will be very literary and self-disciplined, without appearing to be flattering.

It's just that the person being held was indifferent and didn't react at all.

Those people wouldn't back down because of this, and some of them saw Wen Mingyu next to Mu Zhan, and even praised him. Wen Mingyu was a little embarrassed to say that kind of praise.

This time, it was rare for Mu Zhan to have a reaction. He raised his eyes and glanced at the minister who praised Wen Mingyu, and nodded in approval.

Suddenly, the others seemed to have caught some key point, and they all started to frantically blow Wen Mingyu's rainbow fart, which confused Wen Mingyu, and was praised with a guilty conscience, red-faced, and even a little floating.

In the mouths of those people, Wen Mingyu has become a peerless master who is a hundred steps through Yang, agile and hidden in the city.

Wen Mingyu couldn't help curling her toes.

No, if he listened again, he was so embarrassed that he had to use jio to pull out a palace.

When no one was paying attention, he secretly poked the back of Mu Zhan's hand with his fingers quickly, and when he saw him turning his head to look at him, he blinked, using his eyes to signal that he wanted to leave, and he would be killed by rainbow farts if he stayed any longer.

Mu Zhan pursed his lips and seemed to smile a little, but he really raised his hand, motioning others to shut up, announcing the end of today's hunting, go back to rest, and then simply took Wen Mingyu away first.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and quickly sent the holy drive away.

Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan returned to the bedroom.

After a day of hunting, there was naturally a lot of dust on my body, and I was also sweating, which made me uncomfortable. For the first time, it was still a bath.

The palace is luxuriously furnished and has a large bath that can accommodate dozens of people.

Fortunately, there is not only one bath, Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan can bathe at the same time, in two different places.

Wen Mingyu wanted to go to another palace, but Mu Zhan grabbed his hand and walked inside with him.

...?

Wen Mingyu suddenly had a bad premonition, and sure enough, the next second, he heard Mu Zhan say, "Don't bother, you are with Gu."

Together? together what? A mandarin duck bath? !

Wen Mingyu was so frightened that her heart almost stopped beating.

Mu Zhan didn't mind, and allowed Wen Mingyu to share a bath with him, but Wen Mingyu did mind, very much and dared not. They are lonely and widowed. What should I do if one accidentally rubs a gun and goes off the rails?

And Wen Mingyu vaguely remembered some of the previous pictures of the wig when he was in estrus.

Thinking of this, Wen Mingyu wanted to hit the wall.

So at this moment, he couldn't control his trembling, and hurriedly pulled his hand back from Mu Zhan, but after struggling for a few times, he didn't move at all. In the end, Mu Zhan turned his head and glanced at him, then let go of his strength and let him go. Wen Mingyu took the opportunity to break free.

As soon as he let go, he turned around and ran away, anxiously saying, "Your Majesty, I don't want to disturb you, so I'd better go to the side hall!" For

fear of Mu Zhan's rejection, he slipped away very fast, and Mu Zhan could only see him turning red. face, and a distant back.

Mu Zhan stood there, everyone had disappeared, and he didn't leave. Instead, he seemed to have seen something interesting, and his smile flashed away.

Zhao Dequan now knows more and more how to deal with the Sage and Master Wen. It's right to be deaf and blind. He will follow the orders of the Sage, and he will try to satisfy Master Wen as much as possible. Offending Young Master Wen, the Sage will never forgive him lightly.

Zhao Dequan peeked at the Sage from the corner of his eye, and pretended to be blind again, but he still had something to report, so he stepped forward and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Prince of Pingjin has not hunted a hundred prey."

The Prince of Pingjin Hou Shizi was the green tea Wen Mingyu met. He did not fulfill Mu Zhan's order, so he would be punished, but Zhao Dequan was not sure about the severity of the punishment. This man was still the one who provoked Wen Mingyu, so he asked the sage for instructions.

Hearing this, Mu Zhan's face darkened immediately, "The 80th board."

The number of boarders is not necessarily the most important. People in the palace who are good at execution can control the severity. The 80th board can only be a flesh wound. A month is enough, and ten boards can beat a person to the point of being half-paralyzed to death.

However, Pingjin Hou Shizi, who is obviously the latter of the 80th board, is afraid that he will take a lifetime to recuperate.

Zhao Dequan guessed it. After all, he also knew some of what this prince did. He was a stupid and poisonous person, and it was not a pity to die.

After Mu Zhan said this, he ignored it and went straight into the bath.

Although Wen Mingyu ran to the side hall, but after washing, she still has to come back here. Because he eats and sleeps with Mu Zhan.

When he saw Mu Zhan sitting at the table, he paused in his footsteps. He couldn't show his usual bright smile, and he was nervous. After remembering the memory of the estrus, he was always uncomfortable, and it was a little difficult to face Mu Zhan.

But Mu Zhan didn't seem to see his mood changes, or, in other words, he did and pretended not to see it.

As soon as he walked over, he was caught by the wrist, with little strength, but it was not easy to break free.

Wen Mingyu was a little flustered, but she couldn't find any reason to refuse for a while, so she swallowed her saliva unconsciously, trying her best to behave as usual.

He bent the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "Your Majesty?"

Mu Zhan glanced at him, "Smiling really ugly."

Wen Mingyu: "..."

After hearing this, I just wanted to hit the dog.

Mu Zhan saw that he pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, and the flesh of his full lips was slightly pouted.

Mu Zhan smiled silently, turned his head over and turned his palm up.

There are a few obvious red marks on Bai Nen's palm. It is because he held the reins and rode the horse for a day. His skin is tender, and the rough reins have worn away the skin and even seeped blood. After bathing, the wound became even more conspicuous, like a crack on the creamy white jade.

Wen Mingyu didn't expect Mu Zhan to even find this little injury, he only noticed it when he felt pain when he touched the water while bathing. Mu Zhan held his hand. He thought that he was going to help him with medicine like yesterday, so he wanted to say that he would come, but he didn't expect that the next second, Mu Zhan lowered his head and kissed his palm, his tongue sticking out, Gently licking it and rolling away the bloodshot, the warm and soft touch was terribly clear, as if it was not just the palm of the hand that was licked, but the whole person was numb.

Wen Mingyu's body couldn't help shaking, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, like flimsy and thin butterfly wings, she tried to fly away, but was caught and imprisoned.

His fingers couldn't help curling up, and accidentally touched Mu Zhan's chin. If it wasn't for the trembling, this action was like a playboy who frivolously hooked his chin and molested him.

"Your Majesty, dirty..."

Wen Mingyu couldn't get rid of it, and the pheromone smelling of spirits became more and more arrogant and wanton, covering him like an invisible cage, tightly and inch by inch. He was more aware of the feeling of being marked, his legs were weak, and he was almost unsteady and about to fall to the ground.

Mu Zhan looked up at him, stretched out his hand to hold his elbow, supported the person, and pulled it again and pressed it into his arms.

Before Wen Mingyu could react, she sat on Mu Zhan's lap, stunned.

After Wen Mingyu fell into Mu Zhan's arms, she was stunned for a while, and when she recovered, it exploded immediately, as if her firm thighs were burning her butt.

But Mu Zhan surrounded him, his strong arms wrapped around his waist, and he couldn't get up at all.

Mu Zhan didn't care about his struggle, he still held his hand, his fingertips swept over, and he played slowly.

Although there was no further action, Wen Mingyu always felt that the situation was very dangerous, and Mu Zhan's state was not quite right, it was indescribable.

He moved and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Mu Zhan squeezed his hand as punishment, and the soft flesh slightly sank into a small pit, leaving a faint red mark, like a peach blossom print.

"Don't move."

Mu Zhan called someone to come over, and started to apply medicine for Wen Mingyu. The movement was so slow that Wen Mingyu couldn't stand it, and wished to snatch him.

He was apprehensive and uneasy, and wanted to move subconsciously, but as soon as his butt moved, he realized something was wrong, and when he thought of something, he froze and didn't dare to move.

Finally, seeing that the medicine had been applied, Wen Mingyu couldn't help but said again, "Your Majesty, it's time for dinner."

Mu Zhan looked up at him for a while, and made Wen Mingyu hairy, thinking he had something to say. When he said that, he heard - "Gu found, you said ten sentences, nine of which were about food."

Wen Mingyu: "..."

He stayed for a while, a little embarrassed and embarrassed, and retorted decisively, " How could it be...?"

As he said that, he was so guilty that his voice was floating, and he recalled it, as if, maybe, probably... is this really the case?

However, nine sentences are too exaggerated, at most five sentences, half of them.

Besides, let’s not talk about food, what are we talking about, we can’t talk about politics, right? No, wait, it's really possible for Mu Zhan to do such a thing, but he doesn't dare...

Wen Mingyu smiled, embarrassed and polite, "Let's have dinner."

Mu Zhan raised his eyebrows, " Do you see it?" means.

Wen Mingyu pretended not to see it, got up from his arms, but Mu Zhan didn't stop it this time, his arms just lay empty on his waist, when Wen Mingyu stood up, his hands naturally followed his clothes Swipe across, across the inner thigh from the waist, bringing up the touch that seems to be absent.

Wen Mingyu smelled the strong pheromone, like drinking alcohol, she felt a little dizzy, but her mind was clear again, a very strange feeling. But it wasn't the first time, he stood up seriously and walked away as if nothing had happened.

When eating, as usual.

Wen Mingyu eats with relish, and occasionally chats with Mu Zhan. It's just that his eyes drifted to Mu Zhan a little more frequently today, and he was not so focused on cooking.

He couldn't help thinking in his heart what Mu Zhan's behavior just now meant. He often accompanies Mu Zhan, which is comparable to the effect of a soothing sachet. Sleeping on a bed is just a simple sleep, and there are not many intimate contacts that cross the border.

But in the palm of your hand, sitting on your lap or something, it's obviously too intimate. Did this change after he was in heat? Pheromone attraction that led to these actions? But then Alpha should also want to mark Omega.

Mu Zhan noticed his gaze and asked casually, "Is it stupid?"

Wen Mingyu: "..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was grabbing bamboo shoots.

Don't think about it, the dog emperor's brain is very ordinary, and it is normal to behave strangely.

He lowered his head and continued to cook, only to find that his bowl was empty.

It turned out that he was foolishly eating air from an empty bowl just now, no wonder Mu Zhan said he was stupid. He was also embarrassed to death by himself, and wanted to find a hole to burrow into.

Wen Mingyu unconsciously buried her head lower and lower, almost digging into the bowl, so don't show her face.

Mu Zhan ordered: "Look up."

Wen Mingyu's ears were red, and she boldly resisted, "...I don't want it."

Mu Zhan seemed to see what he was thinking, and said, "Don't worry, no one dares to laugh at you. , even if there is, I will kill someone alone."

Wen Mingyu: "..."

What about you! You are the one who laughs at me!

Wen Mingyu couldn't hold back, raised her head and glared at Mu Zhan secretly, and then lowered her head quickly, as if she had done nothing.

In the end, the rice bowl was taken away by the palace servants to add more rice and continue to eat.

Wen Mingyu's face was still red because of the stupid thing just now. She didn't come out of that embarrassing emotion. She lowered her head and ate in silence.

Without the brisk voice, the spacious palace seemed too quiet and cold, and it seemed that only Mu Zhan was alone.

But after a while, Wen Mingyu suddenly felt a chill in her chin, and was forcibly pinched and raised her head, only after meeting Mu Zhan's eyes did Mu Zhan let go.

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a while, but saw that Mu Zhan had no other action, as if he just couldn't bear to keep his head down.

Wen Mingyu thought about it for a while and felt that maybe she should give some response, so she said, "Your Majesty, this mutton is delicious."

"Then eat more." Mu Zhan gave him a piece.

Not to mention what happened just now, Wen Mingyu felt that he was a good man again, and he forgot that it never happened.

Wen Mingyu's pair of dogs' eyes were wet, and they ate the meat happily, and the whole person became bright again.

Good fragrance, good times.

Mu Zhan's gloomy face also eased.

Hunting during the day is too tiring, so naturally sleep well at night.

Almost as soon as Wen Mingyu fell on the bed, her eyelids were so heavy that they stuck together, and she fell asleep after a while.

Mu Zhan, the emperor, has a person lying beside him. It stands to reason that the other party should serve him respectfully and cautiously, instead of falling asleep, as if he is a mass of air.

In the past, when Wen Mingyu lay beside him, she would also be cautious. Mu Zhan could clearly feel that his whole body was stiff and his breathing was light. He might have thought that he was covering it up well, but Mu Zhan could see at a glance that he was so nervous that he wanted to shrink into a ball.

After sleeping a lot, Wen Mingyu seemed to be used to it and relaxed a lot, just like today, not afraid that the tyrant next to him hadn't slept yet, so he fell asleep first. In the beginning, he would definitely rather stare at his eyelids and pinch himself, rather than fall asleep.

Mu Zhan didn't seem to know he was sleepy, stared at the man for a long time, then touched his face, picked up a strand of long hair and wrapped it around his fingers for a while, before he naturally took the man into his arms and closed his arms. Eyes fall asleep.

The next day, after waking up, wash up and have breakfast.

When the time was up, we went to the hunting grounds again.

The hunt has not yet begun, and the palace people are preparing, saddling the horses, checking the horseshoes, and making sure that every horse can participate in the hunt well.

It is impossible for Mu Zhan to stay with him all the time. When he leaves, he will be guarded by a reliable palace servant.

Wen Mingyu looked around with interest, and some noble children would also take the initiative to chat with him. He is willing to make friends, but these people have political motives and can only talk about them. If they are in contact with them, it is easy to think that they have joined a certain party.

Therefore, Wen Mingyu was forced to practice Tai Chi. I just dealt with a few people perfunctorily, and I was relieved to see them walk away.

Looking at him, his eyes inadvertently landed on a young man in a black riding suit. He looked a year or two younger than him. He had a confident and fearless face, and he was covered in the brilliance of a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers. He grew up being petted by his family.

Sure enough, as Wen Mingyu thought, a gentle and beautiful woman in costume walked behind the young man. She smiled and said something. It should be to make him pay attention to safety, etc., and put on a sweat towel for him. .

The boy was a little impatient, but he still lowered his head and asked his mother to help him tie it up.

This scene is obviously a picture of the parents taking the trouble to remind the child before going out. The child is a little impatient, but has to listen.

It's actually quite ordinary, but when Wen Mingyu looked at it, she couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Because he has never experienced it.

In school, when he listened to his classmates complaining about how annoying his parents were, he couldn't help thinking, if he had parents, would it be the same? Let him wear more clothes when it's cold, ask him what he wants to eat, and why today unhappy etc.

He thought about how to answer these words.

It's just that no one told him.

He is simulating these conversations in himself and himself.

Maybe Wen Mingyu was fascinated, but after a while, the young man felt his gaze and turned his head to look over.

Wen Mingyu didn't look away immediately when he saw that someone was caught on the spot. After all, this made him more guilty. He looked at it for two seconds without changing his expression, and then he looked to the side slowly and naturally. Staring at the boy alone.

But even so, the young man strode towards him, staring closely at the person, as if he was looking for trouble.

The palace servant beside him reminded Wen Mingyu and said, "This is the son of Duke Anning, the grandson of the eldest princess, Huo Hongyu."

The eldest princess has no intention of participating in the struggle for imperial power because of her indifferent temperament. Often copying scriptures and worshipping Buddha, almost always accompanied by green lanterns, and becoming a nun. It is precisely because of her attitude that Duke Anning became a neutral faction and survived the bloody and chaotic battle for the throne. The younger generation of the family also obeyed the arrangement of the elders, and instead of entering the official career, they became idle nobles.

Of course, Huo Hongyu was also reminded not to contact the person next to the emperor. At that time, he nodded perfunctorily, but he didn't listen carefully at all. Because he just likes hunting and has no interest in others, naturally he doesn't know Wen Mingyu's name and other information.