Mu Zhan's mood is very complicated and subtle.

Shocked, confused, at a loss, panicked, annoyed...and a little bit of strange joy.

This is Wen Mingyu's child. When she is born in the future, will she look like a miniature version of Wen Mingyu, carved with pink and jade, with a tender face and soft baby fat, a familiar and unfamiliar appearance.

Mu Zhan's hand was placed on Wen Mingyu's stomach, but he did not retract it for a long time, and felt two more fetal movements. The unreality slowly materialized, forming a picture of him and Wen Mingyu having a child.

As a result of his childhood experience, he never thought that he would have children before, and he did not have any expectations in his heart. I have never experienced father's love and mother's love, and in the growing disappointment, I have wiped out all my love for my parents. Therefore, he couldn't imagine what it would be like to be a father, and if he had a child, the child would hate him. Just like he hated his parents back then.

And now, this sudden child makes him feel the difference. It turns out that the fetal movement is like this, the new life is like this... If the child looks like Wen Mingyu, it seems that he is not so resistant.

It would be better if the other half of the child's blood came from him.

As soon as Mu Zhan thought of this, he immediately suppressed the thoughts in his heart. This child is his, there is no if.

Because they just found out about the pregnancy, both of them are new fathers, they don't understand anything, they don't know what to do.

For a while, it seemed that a huge change had taken place, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

After touching the fetal movement, the two looked at each other and returned to their senses after a while.

Although Mu Zhan is young and has zero experience in love, he is an emperor anyway, and he has dealt with all kinds of national affairs. In comparison, he has recovered from such matters first, with a calm and calm look on his face. It's just that he is the only one who knows whether this is really the case in his heart.

"The orphan doctor is fully responsible for your child rearing. Be more careful in the future. If you feel any discomfort, immediately contact the orphan, Xuanyu doctor, don't worry, don't panic."

Wen Mingyu's bewildered mood was quickly calmed down by his words, and he really didn't worry anymore.

He took a leave of absence from the afternoon class, so he didn't have to go to the Imperial College.

Mu Zhan asked him to do whatever he wanted, and he could continue to take a nap.

Wen Mingyu had just slept for a while and was still sleepy, but instead of lying down immediately, she asked, "Is Your Majesty going to do something?"

Mu Zhan glanced outside, the nap time was not over yet.

Wen Mingyu's eyes lit up, and she patted the bed, "Then, Your Majesty, let's rest together." The

two of them lay on the bed and slept for half an hour.

Mu Zhan got up to criticize the memorial, Wen Mingyu felt that he was leaving, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, but he didn't catch it, only met a cloud of air, and couldn't help frowning with his eyes closed.

Wen Mingyu also woke up, put on her clothes, and went to the imperial study.

As before, when Mu Zhan read the book, he was doing his homework.

But now, Wen Mingyu's physical condition is a little different.

The palace servant came in with a snack, which was small and delicate, with a sweet taste. There was also the egg yolk cake that Wen Mingyu liked very much, but for some reason, as soon as he smelled it, he frowned in disgust.

Then, he retched.

The hall fell into an unusually quiet moment.

The palace servant was stunned, and Mu Zhan immediately threw down the book, frowned and ordered, "Go get some sour fruit."

Although the palace servant was stunned, he immediately obeyed the conditioned reflex. When she turned around and was about to leave, Mu Zhan added, "Bring anything that can stop morning sickness." The

palace servants hurriedly responded, and after walking out of the palace gate, they stumbled a bit when they ran, and was too shocked. Wen Gongzi is this pregnant? ! Will there be a little prince or little princess in the palace soon? !

Because the harem was empty, they never thought about it. Wen Gongzi was the only one who entered the harem. The sage had a very different attitude towards him, and even became much gentler because of his temperament.

They were used to living without fear and fear, and of course they didn't want to go back to the past, and they all hoped that Young Master Wen would always be favored. But Young Master Wen was a man after all, and they were all afraid that one day the Holy Sage would fill the harem for the emperor's heir, and the palace would return to what it was before.

But now, what did the palace people hear? Wen Gongzi is pregnant, so his status will be stronger, and the child will become a good connection between him and the sage.

The palace people have a good impression of this good-tempered master, and they do not want him to fall out of favor and be cast into the cold palace, or even be killed. But they don't know, it's completely overthinking. Wen Mingyu didn't have to worry about them at all. After all, who could have imagined that after knowing that Wen Mingyu had the child and that the child was not his, the sage would still be willing to accept and recognize it as his child.

Such a ridiculous thing, who can believe it, is more impossible than hearing that men can get pregnant.

The palace staff quickly brought a lot of things over, all of which were used to deal with the morning sickness of the concubines in the harem, and they were very diverse.

However, Wen Mingyu still chose food first.

A very sour fruit, very beautiful green, round, very pleasing to look at. Mu Zhan accidentally ate one before, and it was so sour that he doubted life, and his teeth were so soft that they seemed to fall out.

But Wen Mingyu eats it very comfortably, biting one bite at a time, with a crisp voice and curved eyes, obviously he likes it.

Mu Zhan looked at it and felt that his teeth were a little soft.

He raised his hand to support the corner of his forehead, turned back expressionlessly, and continued to look down at the book.

Time flies so fast, half a day seems to be no more than the blink of an eye.

Because the doctor said that the month is full and the fetus is stable, it is recommended to keep your mind relaxed and not to be too nervous, otherwise it will affect the development of the fetus.

So, Wen Mingyu went to the Guozijian again the next day.

After he arrived at the school, his classmates gathered around him, concerned about why he was sick. Wen Mingyu smiled and found an excuse to perfunctory, after all, it is impossible to tell the truth of the matter, and probably no one will believe it.

A few teenagers observed his face, and it was indeed rosy and energetic, so they didn't ask any more questions, but said that he secretly paid the bill yesterday, and said they would pay him back.

Wen Mingyu said: "We are all classmates, we will get along for a few years in the future, and it will be good to treat each other next time." When the

teenagers heard the same thing, they did not continue to insist.

They didn't know that Wen Mingyu was Yumu, and that the money for the guests was earned from selling words. In a sense, the wool came from the sheep.

During the break, those teenagers enthusiastically helped Wen Mingyu to make up for the lessons he had left yesterday afternoon, and explained to him. As a result, while they were talking, they argued, each had his own ideas, and the debate was inexorable.

Wei Chen on the side couldn't bear it any longer, and when he came over, the height of the child, among the tall and straight young people, was only about the position of other people's stomachs, the gap was too tragic.

Wei Chen was also annoyed by this, looking up at everyone, but that didn't prevent him from thinking that he was the smartest number one here. Looking up, I never felt inferior.

He said solemnly: "None of you can do it, I'll do it."

How could a man accept being told no, he turned around and wanted to prove himself, but at first glance, this little guy in front of him, doing anything like bullying a child, can't let go hand. Of course the comparison can only be done in class.

But Wei Chen was stared at by so many people, and he didn't hesitate. He explained yesterday's class to Wen Mingyu. He was well organized, confident and calm, just like a little teacher.

The teenagers were defeated directly. They were unwilling but admired. When they wanted to say something, the bell rang, the class was over, and it was time for the next class.

They had to sit back in front of their desks. Someone was very frustrated. When passing by, they accidentally bumped into Wen Mingyu, and they quickly apologized. Wen Mingyu said nothing.

But after everyone left, Wen Mingyu still bowed slightly and lowered her head, looking very strange. He hit the book case on his chest just now, and the unspeakable place was obviously painful, very embarrassing.

During class, Wen Mingyu forced himself to concentrate on listening to the class, ignoring that, slowly, it did have some effect, but as long as he was distracted, he would have a clear feeling again.

Ears are red.

Ye Xu was interested in everything, but he was not in the mood to listen to the class. He turned around and found that something was wrong with Wen Mingyu, so he asked, "Why are your ears so red? The smoked cage is too hot?"

Wen Mingyu's ears became even redder when she heard it. , say it's okay, just say something else to divert his attention, don't look at your own ears.

Between classes, he went to the clean room, opened his shirt secretly, lowered his head and glanced in, as if he saw two mini cherries, and the surrounding skin was pale pink. After just one glance, he immediately closed the placket of his shirt and put it on, not daring to look at it any more, and he was very careful not to let the fabric rub too hard.

At the end of the day's class, Wen Mingyu immediately returned to the Taiji Hall.

Lying in the nest made of Mu Zhan's clothes and curling up inside, he finally relaxed, heaving a long sigh of relief and half-squinting his eyes.

Of course he didn't forget that embarrassing thing, and he didn't quite understand it in his heart. Is this a normal phenomenon of pregnancy? It seems that when I took the physiology class before, I did mention it? But he disguised himself as a Beta, and the rare Omegas are all in charge of special personnel. When he is in class, the teacher will naturally not teach more about the knowledge of Omegas, but just pass by. So, now I'm a little confused.

Wen Mingyu was a little irritable. After gently rubbing his stomach, the rabbit ears on the top of his head popped out and hung softly beside his cheeks. He couldn't help it anymore, and began to pull the hair, and again and again, the white and soft strands of hair fell into the nest of the clothes, like snowflakes falling, slowly accumulating a small pile of snow.

When Mu Zhan came back, he saw this scene.

A slender body, curled up on the bed, like a boiled shrimp, kept tugging at the hair on his ears, as if he didn't know it hurt, but his face was pink and the end of his eyes was a little red. I mean, it seems that I'm so aggrieved that I'm about to cry.

Mu Zhan walked over quickly, grabbed his wrist, and prevented him from plucking his own hair. He was a little irritable, but he tried to restrain himself and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter? Someone in the Imperial College is bullying you?"

Wen Mingyu's wrist was caught, and there was a burst of warmth from his skin, which made him feel faintly hot, making him want to withdraw his hand. And he didn't want to cry at all, but the feeling was so torturous that he couldn't say it.

"No... I'm just a little uncomfortable."

Mu Zhan wanted to announce the imperial doctor to come, but Wen Mingyu stopped him, and was so anxious that he pulled Mu Zhan's hand so hard that he almost pulled him onto the bed.

Mu Zhan was afraid of pressing him, so he propped himself on the bed with his hands in a conditioned reflex. He accidentally turned Wen Mingyu into a shackle between himself and the bed, and the distance was very close. There was an indescribable subtlety in this posture. Mu Zhan stared at him with dark eyes. After a while, he reached out and wiped the end of his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "There is no need to hold back. If you have something to do, just tell Gu. Otherwise, Gu will find a way to make you have to. Say it."

It wasn't until Mu Zhan got up that Wen Mingyu felt that the air came back all at once, and for some reason, when Mu Zhan pressed down, he felt an inexplicable sense of danger, he couldn't control his panic, and even his breathing became chaotic. And Mu Zhan didn't do anything, got up and stepped back, he actually flashed a little depression in his heart, as if hoping that Mu Zhan would do something.

Wen Mingyu was upset, she couldn't help but opened her mouth and bit Mu Zhan's clothes, and even grinded her teeth. After a while, she realized what she had done, and quickly let go.

But the expensive material had already left the teeth marks he had bitten on, and it was obviously wet, smearing a darker color.

Wen Mingyu was extremely embarrassed, and what was even worse, when he looked up, he found Mu Zhan standing beside the bed watching.

...how long has he been watching?

Didn't you just leave? Why are you back?

There is no sound at all, how can it be so insidious!

Wen Mingyu was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, but it was obviously impossible. So, he decisively turned into a lop-eared rabbit. As if to say, this was bitten by a rabbit, and it has nothing to do with me Wen Mingyu.

Isn't it normal for rabbits to bite?

After Wen Mingyu turned into a rabbit, she was more able to let go. He had an inexplicable urge to bite something, which he couldn't control.

So, he threw himself on the pillow, opened his mouth and bit randomly, even biting the herb pillow that Mu Zhan used, the dried herbs inside flew out, and Wen Mingyu ate some in his mouth. The taste was bitter, making him Immediately stuck out his tongue and spit out the herb.

This herbal pillow was specially prepared by the imperial doctor in order to make Mu Zhan calm down and meditate. It was smoked through the core of the medicine package, and there were many precious medicinal materials in it. The fabric used for the pillows is also unusual.

But when Mu Zhan saw this scene, he didn't get angry at all, on the contrary, he was in a strangely good mood, especially when he saw Wen Mingyu biting his clothes, leaving a wet mark, his interest was extremely high, and the corners of his lips were Unconsciously evoked a slight arc.

He stretched out his hand, picked up the lop-eared rabbit, put it in the palm of his hand, and wrapped it gently. As before, he gently smoothed the hair and touched his rabbit's ears. Many of the hairs on it were pulled off by Wen Mingyu himself, revealing A little pink and tender meat, the hair was also torn in a mess.

Mu Zhan wanted to help him smoothen his hair, but he was rejected as soon as his fingers touched the warmth.

The lop-eared rabbit stepped back, raised its paws and slapped Mu Zhan's hand with force, stared at him with round blue eyes, and looked like I was too fierce to touch it, looking like a rabbit with a big temper.

Mu Zhan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't care, and stretched out his hand again.

The Lop-eared Rabbit patted his hand again, the soft and glutinous meat pad, I don't know if it was deliberately restrained, anyway, Mu Zhan felt that his hitting was really not very painful, but more like a coquettish anger.

If Wen Mingyu knew what he was thinking, he might really want to beat him up.

Mu Zhan held the rabbit in one hand and folded the other hand on it, forming a small cage, and took the lop-eared rabbit to dinner together.

During the whole meal process, Mu Zhan was constantly feeding, the lop-eared rabbit kept eating, and sometimes he would shake his head and hum no, and stretched his paws to express that he wanted to eat that. The little palace maid of Bucai is called.

Mu Zhan didn't feel anything, but was very interested in feeding.

The lop-eared rabbit the size of a slap ate something bigger than his body. It was really hard to understand where the food went.

Mu Zhan probably also found it strange, so he couldn't help but reached out and touched his bulging belly. He moved very lightly. This time, Wen Mingyu did not refuse, but spread out his belly and let him touch it. The soft and smooth fur is warm and warm, and it undulates slowly with the breath, and it feels very good. However, when he touched the obvious little bump, the rabbit on his palm suddenly exploded, jumped up and avoided it, staring at the person with wet eyes, looking both ashamed and annoyed.

Mu Zhan quickly realized what was going on. It was a little funny, and there was something strange in his heart. He whispered, "I'm not careful."

Wen Mingyu seemed to disbelieve him, and kept his claws on guard. Taking two steps back, he looked ready to push away super aggressively when he reached out.

The two faced each other for a while, and Mu Zhan picked up a sour green fruit. Originally it was a chubby one, but it was a bit big for a lop-eared rabbit, so he asked the palace servant to cut it into small pieces.

The sour smell came out, and Wen Mingyu was hooked as expected. His mouth moved, but he couldn't hold back. He opened his mouth and took the fruit that Mu Zhan handed over. Mu Zhan's fingers.

Mu Zhan smiled and wanted to reach out and touch him while he was eating. But Wen Mingyu paid attention, stretched out his paws and pushed him, with a small expression of "you get out" on his face. Mu Zhan wanted to touch it, but he swallowed the fruit and bit Mu Zhan's finger in a hurry.

Mu Zhan's eyes darkened, staring at the lop-eared rabbit in front of him.

Zhao Dequan was watching the palace servants take away the dinner, and inadvertently, he saw the saint touching a rabbit the size of a palm.

Zhao Dequan was shocked, and his whole body was tense. This rabbit is so powerful that it has done something that many people can't even think of, and it actually hurt the dragon's body.

He served in front of the royal family, and he was regarded as an old man beside the sage. He had seen this rabbit several times. He knew that the sage loved it quite a lot, and he even brought it to the court. But it bit the sage, it was too bold, so offended, will the sage get angry?