A whispered sentence, with a soft tone, like a piece of sweet cake.

The content of the words was even more shocking.

I want you to hug me.

How could Mu Zhan not hear it, he just wanted to appease himself. The light fruity sweetness drifted slowly, soothing his emotions invisibly.

In fact, Mu Zhan felt that he was not uncomfortable. Those are all things in the past, he has long been used to it, and he won't extravagantly ask for things that don't belong to him. Moreover, the so-called maternal love is not precious.

To him, today is no different from every other day, it is very ordinary. It's just that those palace servants thought too much, thinking that he was like a monster licking his wounds alone, and he was likely to be suddenly sad and angry, venting his emotions on them.

But he wasn't sad, he just felt a little hollow.

In this case, there is no need for consolation.

Mu Zhan thought so, when he looked down and saw Wen Mingyu lying beside his lap and opened his hand to him, his heart throbbed suddenly.

Mu Zhan picked up the man silently and asked him to sit on his lap, face to face, with his hands tightly wrapping his waist, as if rubbing him into flesh and blood.

Wen Mingyu sat in his arms obediently, and reached out to hug him back, tightly wrapping his back, and resting his chin on his shoulder. The chests of the two were close to each other, the shallow breathing and the violent heartbeat seemed to be intertwined.

Wen Mingyu was lying on top of him, she couldn't see his expression, and she didn't bother to look at it, she just raised her hand and touched his long silky hair, gently stroking along it, as gentle as coaxing a child to sleep. . It was the first time that Mu Zhan was coaxed like this. He felt unfamiliar and uncomfortable. He subconsciously hugged Wen

Mingyu's waist and said in a deep voice, "I'm not uncomfortable, I don't need comfort." In

his arms, he deliberately played with his hair and said, "But I want you to hug me."

Mu Zhan did not speak, and a quiet silence flowed between them, but it was not embarrassing at all, on the contrary, there was a kind of tranquility. Peaceful.

Wen Mingyu tilted her head and rubbed on the side of his neck, because her chin was on his shoulder, her voice was a little vague, "Do I want to be a rabbit?"

Mu Zhan paused, and the corners of his lips raised a very shallow arc , "You don't want to, that's fine."

Wen Mingyu snorted softly and said yes.

At this time last year, he had just crossed over not long ago, and he didn't know what was special about this day, let alone whether Mu Zhan was uncomfortable. Now that he thought that Mu Zhan would be alone at that time, he felt uncomfortable.

When people are in a bad mood, rua plush will feel very healed and become a lot more relaxed.

Wen Mingyu heard him say not to become a rabbit, and after thinking about it, she simply showed the rabbit ears, turned her head sideways, sent the plush over, and said, "Then do you want to touch my ears?" The lop-eared rabbit that only sticks to the bottom of the owner's palm, all kinds of coquettish begging for rua hair.

Mu Zhan couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his hand and squeezed the bunny ears that were hanging beside his face. He touched it gently. The soft and warm touch was really good, and it was hard to put it down.

Mu Zhan felt that he didn't need to be comforted, but Wen Mingyu tried his best to make him not feel sad, so that his heart softened uncontrollably, and his heart seemed to be soaked in warm spring water, very warm.

The relatives who used to be like that are gone, don't miss it, he can find his own relatives.

The gloom in Mu Zhan's heart slowly faded away in this warm embrace, until in the end, it disappeared without a trace.

Wen Mingyu accompanies him quietly, with a fruity and sweet smell all over her body.

Mu Zhan casually brought up a topic and asked him to chat with himself. He liked to see him show a bright smile, with curved eyebrows and clear and clean eyes, like a little sun.

And he took this little sun into his arms, monopolizing every ray of light, so that he was stained with his own breath from the inside to the outside, and marked his own mark.

Mu Zhan hugged him tightly, with an indescribable satisfaction in his heart.

Later, he carried Wen Mingyu into the inner hall, knelt down on the bed, and lowered the bed curtain.

He asked Wen Mingyu if he could coax him in another way.

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, nodded in agreement, and even prepared for intense psychological preparation, but Mu Zhan was very gentle, like a fragile treasure, for fear of breaking him.

For the next few days, Mu Zhan seemed to be suffering from skin thirst, always holding him. Wen Mingyu was a little helpless, but when she met his deep eyes, she couldn't refuse and tolerated Mu Zhan's clinginess.

It was fine a few days ago, but Wen Mingyu was a little anxious at the back.

Because Mu Zhan's birthday is coming soon.

Mu Zhan didn't care about the birthday, but Wen Mingyu felt that Mu Zhan gave him his birthday last year, and of course he also gave it to him. Mu Zhan was the emperor, so he didn't lack anything. Wen Mingyu thought about it, and the most suitable thing was to cook longevity noodles.

Because just making a bowl of noodles, he always felt that it was not enough, so he wanted to make it perfect and delicious. But Wen Mingyu came from the interstellar era. She used to drink nutritional supplements, and naturally she would not cook. In this way, it is necessary to learn from the royal chef.

After school, he wants to spend more time on it. But Mu Zhan was very aware of his school hours, so he could only find an excuse to go out to play with friends.

After he said it, Mu Zhan stared at him for a long time, making him feel guilty. When he was about to call in, Mu Zhan nodded, let him have fun and come back sooner.

Wen Mingyu suddenly felt like a scumbag who left his wife and went out to spend the day, covering his chest, his conscience ached.

However, there are still gifts to be prepared.

Therefore, Wen Mingyu followed the royal chef to study seriously for a few days, and finally was able to make a bowl of longevity noodles with all the colors and flavors.

On the day of Mu Zhan's birthday, Wen Mingyu cooked longevity noodles and brought it to Mu Zhan, looking at him eagerly, looking forward and nervous.

"This is what I made, it may not be as delicious as what you made... You can taste it."

Mu Zhan fixedly looked at the longevity noodles in front of him. Compared with the luxurious and exquisite imperial meal, it was much simpler, but it was obvious that the chef was attentive and tried his best to do everything. The steaming white mist It rose, blurring the vision, and the rich fragrance kept coming.

Mu Zhan picked up the chopsticks, lowered his head and started to eat, tasting it carefully, and finished the whole bowl.

He looked at Wen Mingyu and said with a smile, "It's delicious."

Wen Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief, raised a bright smile, and said briskly, "Happy birthday!"

Mu Zhan nodded, he was indeed very happy.

Wen Mingyu felt that he had found his relatives in him. With a family, he was actually the same.

Because Wen Mingyu was there, he would be very happy, always so happy.

Spring and autumn come, and three years of cold and heat.

Wen Mingyu is finally graduating from Guozijian. He participated in the Spring Festival with his classmates, and was successfully admitted as a tribute. A month later, he had to take the palace exam again.

In the palace exam, only policy questions are asked, and questions are given by the emperor. Basically, it will be some political event of running the country and securing the state, national economy and people's livelihood. Candidates answer questions, known as countermeasures, which are equivalent to writing a current affairs essay.

Candidates enter from dawn and go through the etiquette of roll call, scattered papers, praise, salute, etc., and then the examiner will issue strategy questions. The palace exam is only one day, and the papers are handed in at sunset, and they are kept by officials such as papers, palm papers, and seals. *

Wen Mingyu didn't take the college entrance examination when he was in the interstellar era, so he didn't know how he would feel, but now here, he is really nervous. The closer the exam time is, the more uneasy he is.

When I first started studying, I just wanted to be a civil servant. Later, I was influenced by smart and diligent classmates in the school. My mood gradually changed, and I couldn't help but work harder. I wanted to do my best. it is good.

He and his friends all passed the Spring Festival. Wei Chen naturally goes without saying, the famous prodigy was not only admitted, but also the first Huiyuan; Chu Shuli and Shao Yan have always had good grades, ranking very high in the rankings; and Ye Xu floated by at low altitude , When he saw his name on the list, he was very surprised. His father was so happy that it was okay to say you stinky boy.

Ye Xu was very suspicious, but this was the reason for his "careless making friends". He originally wanted to keep repeating his grades until he was kicked out of the Imperial College Prison, but the people around him worked so hard that he was infected, and he started learning without realizing it. Not like himself anymore. However, he was obviously happy to be able to pass the Spring Festival, and he had a particularly sense of accomplishment.

Wen Mingyu was so nervous about the palace test that she could not wait to stick to the bookcase and not leave. Mu Zhan saw it and comforted him: "The palace test will not be eliminated, just a ranking. You have already passed the test, so don't worry."

That's what he said . , but how can it be controlled, and this ranking has an important impact on candidates' future career and promotion. The competition is bound to be fierce for the more than 200 tributes selected by thousands of troops across the single-plank bridge.

Mu Zhan added: "You are like this, at the end of the palace exam, will you be too nervous to speak when asked by me?"

If the emperor attaches importance to the imperial examination and has time, he will approve the examination paper after the examinee is finished. Afterwards, the top ten are selected for an edict, which can also be said to be an interview with the immediate boss. After Mu Zhan ascended the throne, he published the papers in person and asked questions every year.

Wen Mingyu had heard of this before, but was not very worried, "I shouldn't be able to make it into the top ten, so I don't need to be a saint."

Mu Zhan didn't think so, "I've read the test paper you will be able to take, and your answer is very good. , I also understand your level of strategy and theory, there is no problem with the top ten, and it should be the top five."

Wen Mingyu's ears instantly turned red, "Didn't the emperor not read the exam papers?"

Mu Zhan smiled, "This is It depends on Guxiang or not."

Wen Mingyu had a sense of broken privacy, embarrassment when her words were discovered. But he couldn't help but want to ask: "Do you really think I can make it into the top ten?"

Mu Zhan nodded without hesitation, that determined look gave Wen Mingyu a lot of confidence.

"If I really want to face the Holy Spirit, I won't be nervous. Instead, it will be the most relaxing exam. After all, I can see you every day." Wen Mingyu said that without thinking.

Mu Zhan smiled inexplicably, "That's different."

Wen Mingyu's heart throbbed, and she had an inexplicable premonition.

In any case, the palace exam still arrived as scheduled. All the candidates entered at dawn, and the exam was not over until the sunset. There was no rest in between.

At the end of the day, my mind was tense and exhausted. Originally, they wanted to say that they would go out to celebrate their liberation after the exam, but in fact, they just wanted to go home and fall asleep, and slept with him for three days and three nights.

Wen Mingyu changed the nervousness before the palace exam, and after the exam, she turned into a salted fish and slept softly, not caring about anything.

After half a month, the list will be released, and the results of the palace examination will be announced in the downtown area of ​​Beijing. All Gong Shi are naturally nervous and want to know their specific rankings. The same is true for Wen Mingyu. He can actually know in advance, just ask Mu Zhan, but he didn't dare to ask, fearing that it would be a bad result.

Wen Mingyu hesitated, tucked herself under the pillow, like an ostrich rabbit.

When Mu Zhan asked him, "Do you want to..."

Before he finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted by Wen Mingyu.

"I don't want to!"

Mu Zhan laughed: "I just asked if you want to eat cherry cakes."

Wen Mingyu blushed and was embarrassed, and after being stiff for two seconds, she slowly got up and whispered: "...I want to eat. While eating, Mu Zhan said again: "

I won't tell you the specific results, but you are indeed coming to be asked by me personally."

Wen Mingyu lowered her head, pretending not to listen, and actually wanted to prick up her ears. . As soon as he said that, it proved that he was in the top ten.

It felt like a bright little flower suddenly appeared in my heart.

Mu Zhan continued: "The ranking is the same as I expected."

Wen Mingyu's eyes lit up, it was still the top five!

This time, my heart is not a small flower, but a splendid sea of ​​flowers all over the mountains and plains, and the sky is full of fireworks.

Excited to Alice jiojio.

Mu Zhan couldn't see that it wasn't that he didn't want to hear the results, he just didn't want to hear bad results. The actual results are so good, of course, there is no reason not to say.

When the examiner presented the excellent examination papers, he reported them one by one. When talking about Wen Mingyu's examination papers, he praised his calligraphy, unique insights, a certain understanding of the overall situation of the country, and comprehensive and thoughtful countermeasures, far exceeding his peers. , is a rare excellent policy theory.

When Mu Zhan listened, he couldn't help showing a smile, "It seems that Aiqing appreciates this tribute." The

examiner bowed his head and respectfully said that this was just his own humble opinion, and it was mainly the decision of the sage.

According to the regulations of the scientific examination of this dynasty, before the results of the golden list are announced, the top ten candidates in the palace test will go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Second place in the list.

When the day came, Wen Mingyu and the other nine people walked to the gate of the Hall of Supreme Harmony and waited under the guidance of the palace servants. When the name is read, the candidates take turns to enter the temple one by one.

Outside the door, ten candidates were all dressed in the same style of green jacket, neatly dressed, standing respectfully, with their eyebrows lowered, not daring to look around.

Wen Mingyu was not too nervous at first, but in such a quiet and tense atmosphere, he was not consciously infected, and his heartbeat was fast. Most of the people in the team were familiar faces, and three of them were his friends, Wei Chen, Chu Shuli, and Shao Yan.

Thinking about it again, they have come this far. Didn't Dr. Guo Zijian also do many simulated policy questions for them? Just answer as usual.

Wen Mingyu managed to relax and calm down, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw the candidates in front walking out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, with a look of despair and trance, as if she was not asked by the emperor just now, but went to the gate of hell for a while. Saw the evil spirit Shura.

Wen Mingyu: "..."

My heart trembled, and I couldn't help but start cowardly.

He remembered that Mu Zhan said that the palace exams were different before, did he mean that it would be very strict, devil mode?

Like the rest of the candidates, he was apprehensive until he heard his name coming from inside. With a sigh in his heart, he hurriedly entered the hall. Because he was flustered, he didn't notice the subtle pause when Zhao Dequan called his name, which was obviously different from other candidates. After all, he just called the queen's name. He is so difficult.

How many people can think that the noble queen has reached the Hall of Supreme Harmony all the way by her own strength in this year's candidates?

Wen Mingyu lowered her head and walked in step by step, hesitating whether she should salute. Although he usually doesn't need to salute when he gets along with Mu Zhan, this is the Golden Palace, and he is now a test taker.

He secretly raised his eyes and glanced at it. On the jade steps, there was a magnificent throne carved with dragon patterns. It was splendid and luxurious. It was the first time for him to look up at Mu Zhan from this angle, and he also truly felt the so-called majesty and oppression that the emperor could not look directly at. Sure enough, it's different when we get along with each other on a daily basis. Here, Mu Zhan is the emperor.

When he was about to salute, a low voice suddenly came from above his head.

"Yuzhi."

Wen Mingyu's scalp numb and froze in place.

This is the word that Mu Zhan gave him. Half a year ago, Mu Zhan was in charge of his crowning ceremony. Originally, according to the etiquette, it should be carried out in the ancestral temple, presided over by the father and elders, but Wen Mingyu has no family here, and the situation is special, Mu Zhan did not want to fake his hand, so he personally crowned him and took the word.

Originally, Mu Zhan wanted to say Yumu, and he thought it was good, but Wen Mingyu firmly disagreed. When others asked his words in the future, how could he say it.

Then, it became Yuzhi, which means a precious piece of jade, which means that he is an uncut jade, and will eventually show his light, be known to everyone, and have a smooth journey.

In ancient times, table characters were used in interpersonal communication, and names were used for elders and themselves, or for people who were very close. But probably because this word was given to him by Mu Zhan, when Mu Zhan called him Yuzhi, he always had an indescribable feeling, more intimate than calling anything.

Mu Zhan said with a half-smile, "Yuzhi, do you want to eat lotus cake?" After speaking

, he even supported the armrest of the dragon chair with his elbows lazily, patted the position beside him, and said, "Come up and sit and rest for a while. ?"

Wen Mingyu: "..."

Is this what it means to be different from usual?

Let him eat snacks and sit on the dragon chair?

He is here for the exam!

Is this the scumbag? !