Wen Mingyu's dream of being a master teacher had just begun, and it was shattered and ended.

Such a teacher, he can't do it, he won't do it.

He shook his head wholeheartedly, but the only student was very difficult to deal with. If he insisted, he had to honor the teacher and repay the teacher's kindness, so that Wen Mingyu only felt that he couldn't bear it.

It was just fun to ask Mu Zhan to pour tea and water, and it was enough to finish the homework, but Mu Zhan had to serve him personally, and he was extra meticulous and considerate. , Has the schoolwork been completed well, and where do I need to correct and improve...

Wen Mingyu became angry and felt like she was about to be called out of the shadows. Later, when she heard the word teacher, her scalp was numb, and she thought about it.

After instructing the class, Mu Zhan massaged him again and said softly that the teacher was tired. Wen Mingyu couldn't help but glared at him, but the strong aroma of fruit and spirits lingering around him also made him feel a little guilty. After staring, he buried his head in his arms, like an ostrich.

Because his face was buried, his voice was muffled, and he muttered like a complaint: "I'm going to expel you, a scoundrel from my teacher's door..."

Mu Zhan didn't seem to hear clearly, leaned over and asked in a respectful tone, "Teacher What?"

Wen Mingyu didn't think he didn't hear it, it was intentional. So ignore him.

Mu Zhan laughed softly, "I'll help the teacher with medicine first."

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, and immediately frowned, only to see Mu Zhan half-kneeling by the bed, just rolled up his trousers and pulled them to his knees Above, revealing slender and well-proportioned calves, it looks like snow, but there are blossoming red plums in the snow.

It was only then that Wen Mingyu discovered that there were a few bruises on his knees. The bruises in the small group were not serious at first, but his skin was white and the contrast was sharp, which made him look a bit scary. It looks painful.

But Wen Mingyu didn't notice it for so long, if it wasn't for Mu Zhan saying that he didn't know, it was enough to show that he didn't feel the pain. When you press your fingers on the bruise, you will feel pain, and it is obvious where you are knocking. Wen Mingyu's physique is like this, and it is easy to leave traces when touched. Sometimes, he suddenly finds bruises on his body.

Mu Zhan held a small box of delicate medicine in his hand, and the lid was engraved with dragon patterns. He dipped some ointment with his fingertips, applied it to Wen Mingyu's knee, gently slid it on and spread it evenly, and the faint medicinal fragrance wafted out.

The bruise would not hurt if you didn't touch it, but when you applied the medicine, it felt painful. Wen Mingyu felt that there was no need to suffer this crime, so she wanted to withdraw her leg and said, "You don't need to use the medicine, it will disappear on its own in a few days. It's over."

He said, like a prey trying to break free from the hunter's hands, propped up on the soft mattress, slumped back, tried to hide behind the bed, and rolled the quilt to sleep.

But as soon as he stepped back, he stretched out his hand to pull off his trouser legs, and Mu Zhan grabbed his ankle and pulled him back easily, reducing the distance he had just escaped back to zero.

Mu Zhan's voice was low, a little coaxingly gentle, "I'll be gentle, try not to make you hurt, and wipe the medicine sooner."

For some reason, Wen Mingyu always felt a little wrong when she heard this.

Wen Mingyu was caught and continued to apply the medicine, and tried to sneak away in the middle, but was unsuccessful. Every time, he was grabbed by his ankle and pulled back, like a tug-of-war between the cat who didn't want to take a bath and the owner.

Wen Mingyu hummed from time to time, saying that it hurt. Mu Zhan put down the force lightly, but after a few times, the force was already rubbing lightly like a feather, and he still groaned, saying that it still hurt.

Mu Zhan raised his eyes, the corners of his lips curved a little, and looked at him with a smile.

Wen Mingyu looked away, but soon turned back, looked straight at Mu Zhan, and said stubbornly in a low voice, "...it hurts."

Mu Zhan's eyes narrowed slightly, "It's because I didn't control my strength. Good." There was a smile in his voice, obviously knowing that Wen Mingyu was pretending, but he was willing to cooperate.

In the end, the medicine was applied to the knees, and it felt cool, which was actually quite comfortable.

Because putting down the trouser legs, it is easy to get the medicine on the knees, so Wen Mingyu kept it like this, sitting with bent legs, leaning lazily on the edge of the bed, stepping on the soft mattress with bare feet, slightly bent insteps, stretched out a beautiful line The radian has a kind of art-like beauty.

Mu Zhan's eyes fell on it, his eyes darkened, he looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't take his eyes away.

Wen Mingyu was thinking about things, but didn't notice Mu Zhan's slightly perverted scene for a while.

He was still thinking about it, what he said when chatting with his colleagues. They want to go out together and taste the stinky tofu that can fascinate people.

Wen Mingyu also wanted to eat, so she couldn't help but tell Mu Zhan about it.

Mu Zhan had never eaten it before, so he didn't know what it tasted like, so he asked the imperial doctor if he could eat it, and the answer was yes, but it was better to eat less.

So, the imperial kitchen received the will of making stinky tofu. When they first heard it, the royal chefs were all stunned, suspecting that something was wrong with their ears, that such down-to-earth food would actually appear in the palace? The emperor and queen also eat?

In any case, in recent years, because the queen loves to eat, the royal chef can make the special food of his own hometown, and also get recognition and reward, which is really a sense of achievement.

This time, the royal chef who can make authentic stinky tofu will show his skills. And considering the queen's body, it wasn't too spicy.

When the stinky tofu was served, before entering the gate of the palace, Mu Zhan, who had keen senses, smelled it first, and couldn't help frowning, what a stinky smell.

Mu Zhan never imagined that the name of this food would be so frank and straightforward. If it was said to be stinky, it really stinks. Smell that smell, I can't imagine that it is very delicious.

Wen Mingyu was also a little surprised by the domineering smell, and then remembered the happy expression of her colleague, she still wanted to try it, and picked up the chopsticks, but Mu Zhan grabbed his hand and stopped it.

"Is this thing broken?" Mu Zhan questioned.

Zhao Dequan respectfully explained that stinky tofu is like this, and many people eat it like this.

The blue-black squares exude a foul smell, and the color and fragrance do not account for it.

Mu Zhan couldn't understand what happened to people who liked this.

The strength of being caught was a little loose, Wen Mingyu stretched out his hand and grabbed a piece of tofu and took a bite. Sure enough, it was different from what he smelled. It was tender on the outside and tender on the inside, fresh and spicy, and the taste was unexpectedly good. Even that The stench, smelled for a long time, turned into a rich and attractive fragrance.

Wen Mingyu narrowed his eyes, bit by bite, tasted carefully, slowly finished one piece, picked up another piece and blew it, ready to continue eating.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he inadvertently met Mu Zhan's eyes.

Inexplicably, he saw a cute emoji from Mu Zhan's expressionless and disgusting face.

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like a cat worried about its owner eating shit.

Wen Mingyu made up her mind and couldn't help laughing. Then, he picked up a piece of tofu and handed it over to Mu Zhan's mouth. He said slyly, "Your Majesty will try it too?"

Mu Zhan originally stared at him, but his lips tightened, as if he was caught by the smelly smell on top of him. The smell was irritating, and the expression on his face was a little cracked.

He knew that Wen Mingyu's taste changed a bit after she became pregnant. Many of the food she used to love because she couldn't eat it because of morning sickness, but preferred heavy food, but he didn't expect it to be so serious, even such a stinky thing. both like to eat.

Mu Zhan opened his mouth calmly and calmly, just about to refuse, but Wen Mingyu moved quickly and skillfully, seized the moment when he opened his mouth, and shoved the tofu directly into his mouth. In the past, he gave Mu Zhan desserts, and he had acquired experience, and he was very good at dealing with Mu Zhan.

Mu Zhan: "..."

His expression instantly became extremely subtle, as if he had been fed something.

Wen Mingyu smiled and said, "Your Majesty chew it twice."

Mu Zhan couldn't do it directly, he could only chew the tofu in his mouth with a dark face. Then, the expression changed very slightly, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.

Wen Mingyu quickly recognized it, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "It tastes surprisingly good, right? It doesn't taste good, and I won't share it with Your Majesty."

Mu Zhan swallowed it, and it was dull He opened his mouth and said, "Shang Ke."

That attitude, no matter how you look at it, how to force it.

Wen Mingyu asked without hesitation, "Does your Majesty still want it?"

Mu Zhan didn't say he wanted it, nor did he refuse it.

Wen Mingyu snickered secretly and said, "I can't eat more, it will be wasted if I don't finish it. Your Majesty, please help me share it."

This time, Mu Zhan nodded.

In the end, Wen Mingyu only took two more pieces and one bite, and the rest went into Mu Zhan's mouth.

Wen Mingyu was so hot that her lips were red, as if she had applied rouge, and the color was still very natural and beautiful.

He likes to share food with Mu Zhan very much.

Recently, the weather has been hot, and people are like in the oven, they will sweat, not to mention busy, their clothes will be soaked.

When it's hot, people can easily become irritable, and Wen Mingyu is pregnant at this time, her mood is even more unstable, and her temper has become bigger.

Wen Mingyu lay on the bed to sleep, but tossed and turned, she couldn't sleep, a thin layer of sweat oozes out of her forehead, wet black hair, and strands stuck to the side of her face and neck, too, it was sticky, very uncomfortable. Comfortable.

He turned over again and faced Mu Zhan. He was already afraid of heat, but now he is even more so, so he wears very little in the hall. The fabric of his clothes is mainly gauze, which is light and soft, showing a coolness, so when he wears it, he has a vague and hazy beauty.

He lay on his side, forming a beautiful undulating arc, with his shoulders and neck down, his slender arms hanging lazily, and then a depression, a narrow waist, and long, slender, white legs.

Mu Zhan's eyes were dark, and he couldn't help reaching out to put his arms around Wen Mingyu's waist, wanting to take the person into his arms and sleep with him as usual, but Wen Mingyu didn't even think about it, he patted his hand decisively, frowned and said: "Don't touch me, it's so hot."

With a snap, Mu Zhan's hand stopped in the air. After being politely rejected, his eyes widened slightly, and his face didn't show much expression, but there was an inexplicable kind of big dog hook. The grievance of being kicked away by the owner.

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, being stared at, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty, feeling that she seemed to have gone too far just now, and hit harder. He lowered his eyes angrily and whispered, "It's too hot, I don't want to hug."

Mu Zhan was silent, reached out his hand to gently lift the half-wet black hair stuck to his forehead without touching his skin, and asked in a low voice : "So hot?"

Wen Mingyu pursed her lips and nodded, feeling like she was being roasted on a fire, it was uncomfortably hot, and she felt that it was hot even if she didn't wear it.

Mu Zhan immediately ordered to move to Hanliang Hall.

It was a specially built summer palace in the palace. It was built according to the water. There were waterwheels inside and outside. It was driven by water power. At the same time, it also uses machinery to send cold water to the roof, and then let it go straight down the eaves to form a water curtain, so as to achieve the purpose of cooling off the heat. It can almost be said to be sitting on a large central air conditioner. *

After sitting down, water shock fan, wind hunting jacket. The four corners of the curtains of water splashed, and the seats contained ice. *

Living here, it will be cooler in midsummer too.

The Imperial Physician once said that pregnant women should be careful not to get too hot or cold, because they are prone to weakness when they are sick, and many medicines cannot be used, which is not good for the fetus, so it is best to try to prevent the possibility of getting sick.

The imperial doctor reminded him not to be greedy for the cold, but Wen Mingyu is now more afraid of heat than ever before. He can't live without ice, and he needs Mu Zhan to fan him when he sleeps, otherwise it will be too hot to fall asleep.

In the end, it is still necessary to move to the Hanliang Palace to live for a period of time to avoid the dog days.

Lying on the bamboo couch in Hanliang Hall, Wen Mingyu finally calmed down from being a grumpy rabbit, and was no longer so irritable. At the same time, Wen Mingyu was even more annoyed by what happened just now. Although there was a reason, if he hugged Mu Zhan and was snapped open, he would definitely be a little unhappy.

Wen Mingyu wanted to coax Mu Zhan.

After thinking for a while, he exposed his rabbit ears, rubbed it, lowered his head and leaned over, took Mu Zhan's hand and put it on the plush, and said, "Touch it for you."

Mu Zhan was stunned, as if Some surprises. He thought that Wen Mingyu was pregnant and it was too hot, so he wouldn't bother him. And the rabbit ears are fluffy and hang down to the face, which should be hotter.

Therefore, even if Mu Zhan liked rua's rabbit ears, he still shook his head, withdrew his hand, and said, "No, you sleep."

After Wen Mingyu listened, the rabbit ears drooped even more, and the whole person seemed to be dizzy. In a low voice, "...Oh."

Mu Zhan paused for a while, then suddenly pinched the rabbit's ear again.

Wen Mingyu raised her head, a little puzzled.

"I still want to pinch."

Wen Mingyu immediately regained her energy, and did not move very obediently, like a sticky lop-eared rabbit, not only allowed to touch, but also thoughtfully said which felt better.

Mu Zhan gently kneaded the rabbit's ears for a while, and took the initiative to reveal his dragon horns for Wen Mingyu to touch.

Wen Mingyu's eyes were bright, and after a long while, he finally stopped. He was also very satisfied, closed his eyes, fell asleep in a good mood, and even had a slight arc on the corner of his mouth.

But when he woke up again, lying sleepy on the pillow, and slowly became conscious, he responded slowly.

Didn't he coax Mu Zhan?

Why does it seem to be the other way around... is he being coaxed?

Mu Zhan looked at him blankly and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wen Mingyu glanced at him, then opened his hand suddenly and hugged him.

Mu Zhan was stunned, as if surprised that the person who was not allowed to hug him just now suddenly took the initiative to hug him again.

Wen Mingyu didn't need to look up, he knew that Mu Zhan must be very puzzled. He buried his head and rubbed in Mu Zhan's arms and said, "I feel that you are really good, so I want to hug you." I couldn't help laughing, feeling too good.

Hearing this, Mu Zhan only felt that what he was holding in his arms was not a rabbit, but honey, and his whole body exuded a sweet and greasy aroma, which made his heart soften.

Without hesitation, Mu Zhan hugged him back, and said with a smile, "It's not hot anymore?" Wen Mingyu

glanced at the water curtain, "It's okay." He

got out of Mu Zhan's arms again, fanned with his sleeves, blushed, "It's still a little hot."

It gets hot after holding for a long time.

Mu Zhan chuckled.

Of course, the heat was not only when he was sleeping in the Taiji Palace, but also when Wen Mingyu was working. Mu Zhan simply ordered a few ice mirrors to be placed in the corner of the place where he was working, and the room temperature quickly dropped.

It's like being in an air-conditioned room, so you don't have to sweat it out.

Colleagues are also a lot more relaxed. It is rare that the Ministry of Households is more generous this year. In previous years, the number of ice cubes was limited, and it was still hot when it was used up. The dog days this time are cooler and more comfortable than those in early summer. When it comes to off-duty time, they are even a little reluctant to leave. Dayou Company is the momentum of my family. After all, as soon as I get out of this door, the heat wave will roll in, which can literally heat people up. melted.

They didn't know that this ice cube was considered to be Her Royal Highness's share, so it would naturally be much richer, so don't worry about not being enough. And if it is so outrageous that it is not enough, the emperor will give up his own.

In any case, when it’s cooler, they are more motivated to work, and they won’t be so crazy that they write poems and complain, just like “the sun will never end, the heat will poison my intestines”, “but the summer light is like a retreat, and the old world is like a tide coming. ", "Lazy shaking the white feather fan, naked in the green forest". *

Finally don't have to be hot enough to run naked.

Wen Mingyu didn't know that he did such a thing unintentionally.

In midsummer, iced food is of course a must.

Frozen watermelon can be said to be a must-have in summer. In addition, there was ice cream in ancient times, which was Wen Mingyu's favorite.

The maid served a delicate porcelain plate with ice on the bottom, covered with cream and ghee, and inserted flowers, branches and leaves to form the shape of a mountain, with a hazy white air-conditioning, like a fairyland. This iced food is called Sushan.

Sushan is very beautiful and eye-catching, which makes people a little reluctant to eat it, but for Wen Mingyu, this reluctance can last for two seconds at most, and then he picked up the silver spoon and decisively scooped up a large ball of crispy and stuffed it into his mouth. It was also mixed with some crushed ice, and the taste was fragrant, and it was so cold that he couldn't help shivering.