Wen Mingyu was sluggish for a long time, but she couldn't come back to her senses, and the whole person was dazed.

Shocked and incredulous.

But the fact is so in front of you, you can't ignore it if you want to ignore it.

Wen Mingyu closed his eyes and slowly opened them again, still the same, he really did not make a mistake. His face was unrequited.

Because he lowered his head, Mu Zhan didn't notice his strange complexion, only noticed that his half-covered ears were flushed, and he smiled, feeling that Wen Mingyu was easily shy recently.

Mu Zhan reached out and touched his ear, the temperature was obviously high, and it was hot and soft, and he flinched as soon as he touched it.

Wen Mingyu lowered her head and whispered, "...I'm going to sleep."

After speaking, she really shrank into the nest surrounded by piles of clothes, hugged Mu Zhan's clothes, and buried her face in it. , Mu Zhan knew that even if he fished out the man, he would definitely bury it back in a while, like a little ostrich. Mu Zhan thought it was cute, and seeing him sleeping with his clothes in his arms gave him an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Since Wen Mingyu fell asleep obediently and didn't continue to pull the hair on her ears, she didn't do anything. After watching him for a while, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

But in fact, Wen Mingyu shrank into a ball and couldn't fall asleep at all. He was so shocked by what he had just discovered that he woke up. But he couldn't let Mu Zhan know, so he lowered his head and froze, didn't dare to move, slowed his breathing, and pretended to be asleep.

He wanted to leave it alone, but after a while, he began to feel a little cold, and his clothes were still sticking to his skin, which made him uncomfortable. He moved his hand cautiously and stopped immediately, his expression very complicated.

After enduring for a long time, he finally couldn't hold it any longer. He raised his head carefully and slowly, and quietly observed Mu Zhan, obviously sleeping with his eyes closed. After watching for a while, Wen Mingyu finally decided to get out of bed secretly and change clothes. Although there are a lot of clothes on the bed, if you change here, no matter how careful you are, you will definitely wake up Mu Zhan.

Therefore, he moved very lightly, and slowly got up almost silently, trying to step over Mu Zhan and get out of bed. The whole process was slow and stressful, but fortunately it worked out smoothly.

Just in the middle, Mu Zhan suddenly moved, so frightened that Wen Mingyu almost had a cardiac arrest. He thought he was awake and froze for a while, but found that he didn't open his eyes, he should just move unconsciously in his sleep. Wen Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief before continuing.

In order not to make a sound, Wen Mingyu stepped on the ground barefoot without shoes. Because the ground dragon was burned and blankets were spread, it was not cold at all.

Because he was doing things secretly, he couldn't control his nervousness. He didn't even dare to look at the situation. He wiped his chest with the clothes he just wore, and quickly changed his clothes. He went back to the bed, raised one foot and knelt down. On the edge of the bed, just like crawling out, he stepped over Mu Zhan and returned to his sleeping position.

He had already stretched out his hand and pressed it on the nest he had built, and was about to take the final step successfully. When he was secretly relieved, a hand suddenly stretched out beside him, laying across his waist, and then gently pulled, He was forced to fall on Mu Zhan, and it happened to be lying on his chest.

Mu Zhan's strength was subtly controlled, holding his arm and holding his waist, nothing would happen, but Wen Mingyu was startled. When did he wake up? !

"Don't sleep, what are you doing secretly?" Mu Zhan stared at him and asked slowly, his eyes were awake, obviously he was sleeping lightly.

Wen Mingyu was startled and stunned, and just hit Mu Zhan's chest lightly, which is usually fine, but he is in pain now, and he couldn't help frowning and snorting.

Mu Zhan stiffened, his face changed slightly, "Stomach pain?"

Wen Mingyu shook her head.

Mu Zhan didn't believe it, so he got up and wanted to take Wen Mingyu aside and call the imperial doctor. Wen Mingyu immediately saw what he was thinking, and hurriedly grabbed his sleeve to stop him, "No! I'm really fine."

"Unless you tell Gu what's wrong." Mu Zhan paused, frowned, and looked worried. The ground fell on him, "Why did you change your clothes?"

Mu Zhan suspects that he has something to hold back and refuses to say, it is easy to cause problems. Mu Zhan didn't like this feeling of being out of control, which made him uneasy.

Wen Mingyu pursed her lips and hesitated to speak, but she couldn't say anything, so she could only subconsciously grab the front of her shirt. Mu Zhan looked down and noticed a little wet mark, which was darker than the fabric next to it and not obvious.

Mu Zhan was just stunned for a moment, and soon understood what was going on. He didn't know anything about pregnancy at first, but after learning that Wen Mingyu had it, he asked the imperial doctor to tell him a lot, and even read a few related books, but there was too little time, but he read a few times. Page. But it just happened to be written.

Mu Zhan's eyes darkened, and his voice was hoarse, "Gu help you take a look."

Wen Mingyu didn't even think about it, she immediately shook her head, and her face flushed.

"Don't worry, this is a normal situation. I've asked the imperial doctor about it, and I need to get it out, otherwise it will hurt. Do you want to just leave it alone? It will be uncomfortable for a longer time, and it's not good for your body. ." Mu Zhan lowered his voice, and in the quiet night, he seemed extra soft, as if he was coaxing a disobedient child.

When Wen Mingyu heard this, her hand gripping the front of the shirt tightened and she shook her head vigorously. Because the candles were cut off, the light in the hall was very dim, and only the moonlight from outside fell in, so I could vaguely see something by the light.

A ray of light just fell on Mu Zhan's eyebrows, it was half-light and half-dark, and some were hidden in the shadows. When staring at people so persistently, people felt a sense of danger, as if they were making a bad idea. And even if not, Wen Mingyu couldn't let him watch it calmly.

There was silence for a while.

Mu Zhan grabbed his wrist and said in a low voice, "Don't be self-willed, you have to consider your own body, so how will you go to Guozijian tomorrow."

Wen Mingyu immediately remembered what happened during the day, her face was red and her ears were red. The light was dim at night, but Mu Zhan still saw it and narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the end, Wen Mingyu still fell behind, unable to resist Mu Zhan's strength, and his hand was shackled and pressed on the soft mattress.

Mu Zhan looked down at his painful spot, which was obviously red and swollen, and trembled slightly, looking pitiful.

Mu Zhan's head was buzzing, as if he couldn't think anymore.

Wen Mingyu tilted her head, covered her ears, and deceived herself, as if nothing happened if she didn't see it. But the unusual silence made him a little flustered, and he subconsciously wanted to turn his head and say something, and in the next second... he froze.

A long time passed.

Mu Zhan finally finished helping him, luckily not much, otherwise Wen Mingyu would suffer even more, but even so, he already felt that it was a long time.

Wen Mingyu hurriedly tightened her clothes, thinking she could finally breathe a sigh of relief, and hurried to sleep to escape all this, but when she raised her head, she saw Mu Zhan licking the corner of his mouth, half-squinting his eyes, his expression was unclear, as if he was tasting something.

When Wen Mingyu realized something, there was a bang, his brain was congested, his whole body was like a boiled shrimp, it was completely red, even his toes were light red, and he curled up slightly unconsciously.

Mu Zhan felt his gaze and raised his eyes to look at each other. He didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, he smiled calmly and said, "I'm a little curious."

Curiosity shouldn't be like this! ! !

Wen Mingyu felt that his brain was hot, as if it was blank, and it seemed that a lot of things had flashed through. In the end, he suddenly lowered his head and buried himself in the pile of clothes, choosing to be an ostrich.

Mu Zhan let out a low laugh, in an unusually good mood, reached out and touched his head, "Go to sleep, I won't tease you."

Wen Mingyu buried her head lower, almost hiding it in the pile of clothes.

Mu Zhan got out of bed, came back soon, lay on the bed, and really did nothing. Wen Mingyu huddled in his own nest, surrounded by the familiar smell of spirits pheromones, which he also had on his body. The source of the strongest flavor was still so close, and it came continuously, more restless than usual. , apparently in high spirits.

Wen Mingyu was stiff at first, feeling that she would not be able to fall asleep after being stimulated like that, but she didn't expect that after a while, she was dizzy, her hands and feet became weak, and she soon closed her eyes and fell asleep. past. It's just that he was confused, and it felt as if someone had fished him out of the pile of clothes to avoid blocking his face and breathing difficulties. He helped him pull the quilt and cover it well.

No one would have imagined that a dignified tyrant would gently and meticulously cover people with quilts at night. Is this still the one who saw someone kicking the quilt and ignored it? It's unbelievable.

The night passed.

The two were still asleep, and the palace servant came in cautiously, reminding them that it was time to wake up from a distance.

Mu Zhan soon opened his eyes and woke up. As soon as he tilted his head, he saw Wen Mingyu was still in a deep sleep, with both hands clenched into fists and placed in front of his chest.

Mu Zhan smiled and called the person up.

Because Wen Mingyu was prone to hunger, after washing and changing clothes, the palace servants brought food, which was considered to be breakfast in advance. There are some exquisite delicacies on the table, and there is a milky white liquid in the porcelain bowl, exuding a mellow taste.

The palace man explained that it was fresh goat milk.

Before the change, Wen Mingyu must have been drinking happily. The taste is delicate and smooth, the goat milk is still warm, and there is a touch of heat, just enough to enter the mouth, it is very delicious.

But today, his expression subtly paused, instead of drinking immediately, he skipped the goat milk and went to eat something else, his eyes dodging a little.

Mu Zhan picked up the goat milk immediately and took a sip. In the past, he was obviously not interested in these, and he was very perfunctory when eating, or simply didn't eat it.

This time, it was completely different. Even if you drink it, there is still a comment, "It tastes average." The

palace servant quickly lowered his head and said that he would go to strictly check the goat milk.

Mu Zhan didn't mean to blame at all, and even the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he said with a smile: "It's not that goat milk is bad, it's just that I've tasted better, so it's inevitable that I'm a little picky."

The palace servant was at a loss, but the sage did not intend to hold him accountable, so of course he breathed a sigh of relief and retired respectfully.

And Wen Mingyu, who understood next to him, was eating breakfast, and his left hand on his lap secretly clenched into a fist, wanting to hit the dog. This guy definitely said that on purpose, he even suspected that the goat milk was deliberately arranged by him.

But at this time there is a reaction, staring at him or saying something, it feels like stepping into his pit. So Wen Mingyu continued to eat, ignoring him, pretending not to hear.

Mu Zhan looked at him with a trace of pity in his eyes.

But soon, he noticed Wen Mingyu's red ears, even his neck was dyed red, his skin was pink, and it didn't go all the way into the collar, which was very attractive.

Mu Zhan laughed, rested his elbow on the table, rested his cheek with one hand, looked straight at Wen Mingyu, sighed deliberately, and said, "Anyway, Gu helped you last night, so it's really good to cross the river and demolish the bridge like this. Is it?"

Wen Mingyu almost choked when she was eating. This is so bitter, as if he is a ruthless big scumbag. He couldn't help shivering, and his goosebumps were about to explode.

Mu Zhan continued: "I really don't care about Gu? Are you about to leave? Before that, Gu will help you to see, so as not to feel uncomfortable."

It sounds so considerate, as if he is really infatuated with scumbags. people. But that tone was obviously more teasing.

Wen Mingyu finally couldn't help it and glared at him, "I said I don't want your help, it's you who insisted..."

Halfway through, he stopped suddenly.

Mu Zhan raised his eyebrows, but smiled, "What do you have to do?"

Wen Mingyu gritted her teeth, her eyes were burning with two clusters of flames, but her face was too red to be threatening, but her face was like a peach blossom, vivid and lively. , as if the beauty in the painting came alive.

It's just that this beauty has only violent thoughts in her heart, and it blows the head of the person in front of her.

Mu Zhan looked at him with embarrassment, his wet eyes stared at him, and he was in a very good mood, "Really don't help?"

Wen Mingyu didn't even think about it, "No! I'm full, I'll go first."

At this moment, Mu Zhan stuffed him another piece of meat patty, Wen Mingyu looked down, silent for two seconds, the fragrant smell I kept hooking myself, the golden-yellow skin was slightly burnt, crispy and crispy, and it was delicious at first glance.

At this time, Wen Mingyu should be hard-hearted and threw it back to Mu Zhan, but it was so fragrant that he was reluctant to

eat QAQ Kacha Kacha so fast, after eating, Wen Mingyu got up and left. The bowl of goat milk on the table was untouched.

After only taking two steps, Mu Zhan's voice came from behind him, reminding him, "The goat's milk hasn't been drunk yet."

Wen Mingyu paused, unable to hold back, and said, "I don't want to drink it, Your Majesty can drink it if you want! Mu Zhan smiled and said, "

Thank you for giving the orphan milk." When

Wen Mingyu heard this, her whole body froze, her eyes widened, and she almost looked back in disbelief, but at the last second Still holding back, pretending that he didn't hear it, he walked faster, a little bit like running away.

Even the chariot passed by, and the palace servants couldn't catch up with him. He hurriedly reminded that Wen Mingyu slowed down, and then quickly got on the chariot and left, as if he was afraid of a ghost chasing him.

However, Mu Zhan didn't catch up, otherwise Wen Mingyu would be so embarrassed that he shrank himself into the shell and didn't dare to show it.

Mu Zhan sat in the same position and instructed: "Take care of him, nothing can happen."

Wen Mingyu's servant quickly responded respectfully, and the rest of the palace staff did the same.

Along the way, Wen Mingyu's face was hot, and she scolded the dog emperor in her heart.

Bu Nian was only used in a small area in the palace, and then replaced it with a carriage, and arrived at the entrance of Guozijian in the same way as the rest of the classmates, without being abrupt.

After getting off the carriage, he still hasn't recovered. In order to avoid being discovered by others that something was wrong, he was so guilty that he didn't dare to enter the school immediately. Instead, he stood in a quiet place for a while and felt much calmer before he dared to enter.

Before the bell rang for class, a group of teenagers gathered to discuss their homework, textbook knowledge, and express their opinions.

At this age, when he is confident and unruly, he is full of enthusiasm. Even if there is something he does not understand, he is willing to express his views.

Literati and calligrapher, it sounds polite, elegant and humble, with a very serious feeling. But they are purely paranoid about academics, and it is difficult to be gentle, especially since the scholars here are still young, and when they argue, it seems like they are going to fight.

After a long while, I regained my senses and realized that I had lost my demeanor like this, so I coughed twice, apologized to each other, and then tacitly regarded what had just happened as if it had never happened. There was still a hint of annoyance on his face, and he felt that he was too immature and stable.

But in fact, they didn't know that the senior civil servants they admired didn't give in much when they quarreled in the courtroom, and they were even more powerful than them.

Before Wen Mingyu turned into a rabbit and hid in Mu Zhan's sleeve pocket, everyone saw it.

Mu Zhan has the name of a tyrant, and he is ruthless in handling matters, especially when he first ascended the throne as the new emperor, he was under the stern force and suppressed the old ministers who disobeyed him in a short period of time, and set up a terrifying and shuddering emperor. Prestige. Many of the officials and nobles he ordered to be executed were not clean, so some people hated it, and some people felt very happy. There was a lot of controversy at the time. There were some who said he was brutal and bloody, and some who said he needed this kind of rectification.

Two years later, Mu Zhan firmly took control of the power and took the route of giving both kindness and power. Above the court, he allowed the ministers to argue arbitrarily for political affairs, just like a future company boss at a meeting, asking the managers of various departments to report and discuss solutions.

Wen Chen blushed and had a thick neck when arguing, but he still paid attention to his image after arguing, tidied up his clothes, and returned to his calm and calm appearance. The teenagers in front of them now have a little prototype, but they can't make the elders converge so fast, and they still look a little uncomfortable and touch their noses embarrassingly.

Compared to them, Wei Chen obviously had no such worries. He doesn't care about these things at all, and he has a kind of righteousness that is young and does not understand the world.

"I won."

Whoever argues with him will end up with this result, with a white and tender face, with a slightly raised chin, with the most arrogant and arrogant me in the world. At this time, no matter how cute he looks, it will only make people want to punch him in the face.

"I can't help it, today I must..." A prison student who was mad at Wei Chen just wanted to rush up, either you died or I died. The student next to him hurriedly hugged him, persuading him to calm down and not be impulsive.