Unexpectedly, Mu Zhan really held a birthday party. Because of the time problem, it was arranged in the palace. Instead of making a lot of arrangements and letting too many idle people attend the banquet, the banquet was spoiled. Instead, only those who had a good relationship with Wen Mingyu were invited.

Wei Yingwu, Wen Changlan, Huo Hongyu, etc. There were not many guests, but the atmosphere of a birthday banquet was well preserved.

And although there are few people, but the venue layout, food, water and wine, everything is impeccable, almost comparable to the prince's birthday. Anyone with a discerning eye can see how much attention is paid to the birthday star of this birthday feast.

In the interstellar era where Wen Mingyu was in the past, because of the nutritional supplements, it was very convenient to absorb the nutrients needed by the human body, resulting in a sharp decrease in the number of chefs, and the price of normal food became much higher, at least it is impossible for children in orphanages Eat whatever you want.

Children who have a family can act like a spoiled child to their parents, saying that the nutritional supplements are unpalatable and want to eat candy. After they cried for a while, their parents would immediately go to coax them and stuff them with candy to eat.

And Wen Mingyu, naturally, there is no one who can make him coquettish.

"Have you ever eaten cake? You don't have to guess. You don't have parents. Who will buy it for you? It's really pitiful".

Only not to Wen Mingyu. Because Wen Mingyu didn't copy the answer for him during the exam, the tablemate thought he was arrogant, obviously just an orphan who no one wanted.

Hearing this, Wen Mingyu's head was buzzing, and suddenly, like an annoyed wolf cub, he jumped up and scuffled with the boy.

In the end, the trouble came to the teacher, and the parents were invited. Wen Mingyu had no parents, so it was the director of the orphanage who came.

The parents at the same table looked at their children's injuries with distress, and asked the teacher for an explanation, protecting their children like chickens and saying that they must never let their children be bullied.

Wen Mingyu saw that the very arrogant tablemate in the classroom was now held in his arms by his mother, coaxing her baby.

Naturally, the dean wanted to turn the big things into small ones, so he asked Wen Mingyu to apologize.

After this incident, Wen Mingyu understood that he couldn't make trouble, he was bullied, and he tried his best to avoid it and think of other ways, so he couldn't go back. This may seem cowardly, but it is the best way, after all, he has no confidence to act recklessly, and no one will stand behind him to help him.

And now, he actually had a birthday party of his own, got blessings and gifts from friends, and the table was full of delicious food.

He ate a lot of things better than cake.

When he grew up, he bought a small cake with the money he earned from his part-time job, dug up a spoonful of sweet cream and stuffed it into his mouth. The taste was good, but it was not as amazing and delicious as he imagined.

He didn't understand until he ate the longevity noodles made by Mu Zhan.

What he wanted was not a cake at all, but someone remembering his birthday and celebrating his birthday.

After the birthday banquet, Wen Mingyu felt that something was wrong with him.

In the past, when he read novels, he saw that the protagonist's heart collapsed, and he still couldn't understand, how can a good organ collapse like an old house, is it a bean curd project? I always thought it was a weird description.

But this time, he seems to have experienced that feeling. If the atrium is described as a solid fortress, he has obviously been breached by a small corner now, and if this goes on, the enemy army is likely to invade it.

Wen Mingyu was a little flustered, but she still tried to cover it up on the surface, smiling sweetly at Mu Zhan as before, it seemed that there was no difference.

The royal hunt is coming to an end, preparing for the final banquet, and will return to the palace in two days.

Mu Zhan was very busy, and sometimes the meal time was postponed, as if he was discussing something.

Mu Zhan asked him to eat first, and then came back after he was done. When there were only the two of them, he said in a deep voice, "Recently, you have been staying by Gu's side as much as possible."

Wen Mingyu's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately understood that there must be something to do. happened.

It was not long after he crossed over, and when he heard such news, his first thought must be that he could escape while he was in the chaos, but now, he actually thought about whether Mu Zhan would be in danger.

Wen Mingyu felt that she might really regard Mu Zhan as her family.

Wen Mingyu nodded in agreement, but he couldn't sleep that night because Mu Zhan was sleeping beside him. He tried very hard to restrain himself from tossing and turning, but Mu Zhan could still hear the unsteady breathing.

After a while, Wen Mingyu felt her waist tighten and was pulled into a broad and sturdy embrace.

Mu Zhan put his arms around him, lightly patted him twice, and said coaxingly, "Go to sleep. Don't worry, be alone, I won't let you have any trouble."

He probably thought he was worried about what was about to happen.

Wen Mingyu wasn't thinking about this, but he had to admit that after Mu Zhan's reassurance, it really worked. After a while, he closed his eyes, snuggled into Mu Zhan's arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

At the banquet at the end of the hunt.

Song and dance performances, taking turns to compete, drinking and eating meat, and rewarding the nobles with the highest hunting achievements are grand and lively, but in the eyes of those in the know, it is the peace before the storm, and danger will soon come.

Sure enough, halfway through the banquet, the atmosphere suddenly changed. People fell down one after another, as if they were drunk, but so many people fainted almost at the same time, which was obviously not normal.

Someone put medicine in the wine and vegetables.

An army in armor, armed with weapons, broke into the palace.

This is the remnant party of the former prince. In the name of the former prince's posthumous son, he initiated a palace change, and the orthodox blood of the royal family is much more justifiable than Mu Zhan killing his father and killing his brother to ascend to the throne.

They conspired to buy off the people in the palace, and while Mu Zhan was here, the guards were not as tight as the palace, and they led troops to break in to force Mu Zhan to step down from the throne.

But Mu Zhan sat there, his expression unchanged, and there was no panic on his face, as if he had expected this a long time ago.

The leader was about to rush forward with his sword in his hand, when Wei Yingwu led a group of janitorial guards swarming out and surrounded the rebels. They were majestic and orderly, and they were clearly prepared.

The leader's complexion suddenly changed and it was extremely ugly. How could they not understand at this time, they were caught in the urn.

With the deterrence of the Praetorian Guards, even if they resisted, it was of no use.

This so-called betrayal forced the palace, after all, is just a joke.

As soon as they made a move, they were escorted by the Janissaries and forced to kneel on the ground.

Mu Zhan looked at them condescendingly, his face was calm and indifferent, not like the emperor who had just experienced the crisis of palace change.

The rebels knew that they had to die, and they didn't beg for mercy. They were pinned to the ground. They were also arrogant and rude, and they didn't want to die too cowardly.

He shouted, Mu Zhan was cruel and unkind, killed his father and seized the throne, and he couldn't die. When he reached Huangquan Road, all the evil spirits were waiting to tear him apart and swallow him, and he would go to eighteen layers of hell.

Mu Zhan listened to his crazy words, but he didn't get too angry, but said casually: "You guys are too slow, Gu deliberately arranged a few good opportunities, but failed to seize them, so I still want to start the palace change, How many days can you have when you really sit in this position?" The

fluttering words did not contain much emotion, but the light sarcasm hit the nail on the head. Soon, he was pressed back to the ground by the Janissaries.

It was natural for him to be so annoyed. After all, the palace change they thought would be successful ended as soon as it started. Mu Zhan had anticipated everything, prepared the pit, and waited for them to jump in.

What an insult.

But soon, he felt no insult.

Because -

Mu Zhan coldly ordered, "All traitors, put to death."

They directly sentenced them to death, and executed them in public.

The medicines that were put into the wine and vegetables had already been discarded, and it didn't take long for the ministers who fainted to wake up one by one.

Then, when he opened his eyes, he saw the execution scene.

Blood splattered all over the place.

The strong fishy smell is pungent and nauseating.

Tormented by sight and smell, a burst of fear surged in my heart, and my body shuddered.

Especially at this time, Mu Zhan directly named the names of the two ministers and said lightly: "Accomplices, kill them together."

Both of them turned pale and wanted to deny kneeling and begging for mercy, but Mu Zhan had iron evidence and could not tolerate it. They quibble.

Even if the rest of the ministers had their thoughts floating, they were all shocked at this time, and they dared not have any ideas unless they were killed. They bowed their heads and stared stiffly at the execution scene without making a sound.

On the most prestigious seat in the center, Mu Zhan held his cheek with one hand, his face was gloomy and violent, his eyes were dark and dark, so black that it seemed that no living thing could be reflected, and it was so cold that it was penetrating.

There seemed to be an invisible line in front of him, cut in half, isolating the light from the outside, leaving only shadow and darkness, surrounded by countless pale and rotten hands, grabbing him and dragging him into the In the bottomless mud.

At this moment, a warmth touched him, breaking into his world unreasonably, shining like sunshine.

Wen Mingyu grabbed his cold hand and whispered, "Your Majesty?" There

was obvious worry in his eyes. He got close and could see that Mu Zhan was in a wrong state.

Sitting there, but his eyes are empty, like a body without a soul, wandering in the world.

Because of his low voice, Mu Zhan regained his senses a little, looked over, his reaction was a little slow, he first lowered his eyes and glanced at the hand he was caught, and then slowly moved his eyes up, focusing on Wen Mingyu's. face.

"...Are you uncomfortable?"

Mu Zhan frowned, but this was the first sentence he said.

Wen Mingyu's face was indeed a little bad, and it was pale. After all, he came from a peaceful era, and he had never seen such a bloody scene. For a moment, people were stunned, and then immediately turned their heads and looked away, but the smell of blood continued to spread, making him unable to control the outlines in his mind. The terrifying picture.

Mu Zhan glanced down and quickly guessed the problem.

He said, "You go back first, I still have something to deal with." His

tone was flat, but it was a little softer, as if he was coaxing a child, explaining that he couldn't get away for the time being, and he would go to accompany him when he was busy. .

Wen Mingyu looked at Mu Zhan for a while, and found that he was back to his usual appearance, and he really couldn't stand what happened in front of him.

It was useless for him to stay here. In the end, he left the banquet scene and returned to the dormitory.

But he didn't expect that this decision would make him very regretful.

After I went out and got away from the banquet palace, I couldn't smell the blood, my breathing was smooth, and the sticky and disgusting feeling was gone, and I finally felt a lot better.

Along the way, everything was normal, Wen Mingyu didn't expect anything to happen.

Until he stepped into the bedroom.

A familiar eunuch's clothes were stained with blood, and his face was as pale as paper. After meeting his eyes, his face changed suddenly, and he became even more tense and fearful.

The eunuch was just stunned for a moment, then hurriedly grabbed Wen Mingyu's hand, "Why are you here, son? Hurry up and don't make a sound." Before

Wen Mingyu could realize what happened, the eunuch had already approached him. Pushed into a cabinet, closed the door quickly, and ran away.

Wen Mingyu's mind went blank. He had just returned from the bloody banquet and thought he was in a safe place, but he didn't expect that something happened to the bedroom.

In the picture that flashed just now, the screen was soft and collapsed, and there were many bloodstains on the ground.

The rebels split up, did some come here?

Wen Mingyu's brain was buzzing, everything happened so suddenly, there was no time for people to react at all. He didn't have any weapons in his hands, and if he was caught, he would probably face death.

There was a sudden scream from outside.

Wen Mingyu shivered.

That might be a palace man he knew.

The banquet palace has undergone a palace change, and the main guards have naturally gone there, and it can't be resisted here.

What should he do?

His hands were shaking and his legs were a little soft.

The emotions that I tried to endure at the banquet palace have now erupted together.

He shouldn't be hiding here, someone is being killed outside.

But he was too frightened to move, his hands and feet seemed not to be his own, out of control.

He gritted his teeth, trying to stop the chattering teeth, trying to look outside through the gap in the cabinet door.

In a very close distance, a rebel in armor pierced the palace servant's stomach with a sword, blood spurted, the palace servant was unable to struggle, fell to the ground, and soon became a corpse.

The rebels walked past the cabinet where he was hiding, but only a few feet away, very close.

At this moment, Wen Mingyu seemed to have become a character in a horror movie, hiding in a cabinet, with ghosts drifting by outside, and she would be discovered at any time.

He clenched his fists hard and widened his eyes, trying to keep himself from being too frightened. He looked through the gap to find something that could be used as a weapon, and then seized the opportunity and slammed the cabinet door open, daring not to pause for a moment, using With all his strength, he pierced the heart from the back of the rebel army. Fearing that it would not be enough, he stabbed it again until he saw the man fall to the ground, breathless.

Warm blood splashed on his face, but his whole body was tense, and his senses seemed to have disappeared at this moment. He couldn't smell the fishy smell, and he didn't feel sick, but his hands were shaking badly.

After a few seconds, footsteps came from outside the hall, and there was more than one person.

Wen Mingyu clenched the knife in his hand, paused, turned and quickly hid back in the cabinet. He alone cannot deal with so many people.

He curled up into a ball, breathing subconsciously very lightly, trying his best to reduce his sense of existence, for fear of being discovered.

He couldn't help thinking, how many rebels are here, will he die here? Does Mu Zhan know that there are also rebels here, when he comes over, what if he is not prepared and is attacked?

He thought about it a lot, his mind was swollen, and he was very uncomfortable. Too many things happened all at once, he even killed someone just now, as if it were a dream.

If only you were dreaming.

He thought so, but the cabinet door in front of him suddenly moved and made a sound.

Someone opened the door!

Wen Mingyu's body was instantly tense, vigilant and alert, she clenched the knife tightly, and stabbed it without hesitation.

A hand grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms.

Wen Mingyu was surrounded by the familiar smell of pheromones, which made him instantly feel safe.

It's Mu Zhan.

After realizing who the person was coming, Wen Mingyu's eyes were sore, and her eyes were red. Soon the mist was thick, and the wetness condensed into tears, which fell silently.

Mu Zhan noticed that the person in his arms was shaking, his eyes darkened, he threw the knife, hugged the person tighter, brought him to the bed, wrapped him and himself with a soft and warm quilt, touched his back with his hands, gentle appease.

"It's alright, don't be afraid, it's Lone's fault, I didn't find it here..."

Mu Zhan, who has always spoken like a weapon, seemed to be unable to speak at this time. He stopped halfway and could only hug him tightly. In his arms, he then covered Wen Mingyu's ears so that he could not hear the sound of arresting the rebels outside.

after a long time.

There was no sound outside, and Wen Mingyu's mood gradually calmed down.

He said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine, what about Your Majesty?"

Mu Zhan stared at him, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

He paid attention to Wen Mingyu's demeanor, and all he saw was that he was extremely nervous. Tired and restless.

"Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Wen Mingyu nodded, but her clothes were stained with blood, so she said, "I want to take a bath first."

Mu Zhan nodded and released him slowly.

But Wen Mingyu's fingers were still grabbing Mu Zhan's cuff, unconsciously, he didn't notice it himself.

Mu Zhan glanced at it, "Gu accompany you?"

Wen Mingyu's reaction was a little sluggish. After a few seconds, he shook his head and said abruptly, "Your Majesty, I killed someone." A cold light flashed in Mu Zhan's eyes, thin lips. He sipped tightly, reached out and touched Wen Mingyu's head, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, you are not wrong, they deserve it."

Wen Mingyu grabbed Mu Zhan's sleeve, and grabbed his fingers, silent. After a while, he asked, "...Sanxi and the others, are you alright?"

Mu Zhan winked at Zhao Dequan, and quickly called Sanxi over.

Sanxi is fine, when he saw Wen Mingyu, he was relieved, his eyes were a little red, and he smiled, but he was happy and scared, "Young master is fine!"

Wen Mingyu saw that the familiar people were still there, and her face softened slightly. , grabbed Mu Zhan's fingers, then slowly released them, and walked to take a bath.

This bath is faster than any other time.