As soon as Wen Mingyu opened his eyes, he saw the antique drapery with delicate embroidery and intricate patterns carved on the bedpost.

Blinking his eyes blankly, he remembered that, yes, he crossed over.

No need to work hard.

He rolled over and continued to sleep in bed.

Half a month has passed since the interstellar era to the ancient times of Blue Star thousands of years ago. As soon as he came in, before he was familiar with the environment, he was ordered by his nominal father, the Marquis of Guangyang, to be filled with medicine and sent to the palace.

At that time, he was completely powerless, and in the dimness, a middle-aged man in ancient costume looked at him condescendingly, and warned in a cold voice: “The Hou Mansion has raised you for so many years, why should you repay it, and behave well in front of the saint, if you are in the palace. If you can’t stay here, don’t even want to come back alive.”

After saying this, the man seemed too lazy to look at Wen Mingyu any more, he threw down a sentence to look at him closely, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Wen Mingyu was suddenly yelled at like this, even if it wasn’t his original body, his fists were hardened, and he really wanted to slap that bullshit Marquis hard.

According to the body’s memory and the whispered conversation of the servant girl, Wen Mingyu slowly understood the general situation.

He was originally the concubine born by the Marquis of Guangyang and Yiling. His biological mother died in childbirth, and he was not taken seriously. After more than ten years, he was finally remembered once, but it was because the Marquis of Guangyang made a blunder in the court and wanted to take one of the family members. The son was sent to the palace to be dedicated to the tyrant.

The original body couldn’t stand such a heavy blow, so he chose to end himself, and then Wen Mingyu crossed over to him.

When the Houguangyang heard this matter from his servants, he did not care about the concubine at all. Instead, he was furious at him to resist with death, so there was the result that Wen Mingyu was later poured into the palace.

In the eyes of the Marquis of Guangyang, the Shuzi was just a piece of waste chess thrown out. When he arrived in the palace, he would soon be executed by the tyrant. As long as the person was intact when he was sent in, it was enough.

These are all things that he just crossed over. Now, he has lived in the palace for ten days.

At the beginning, he heard that he was going to serve a tyrant, but Wen Mingyu was trembling and panicked, feeling that he was the cannon fodder in the movie, and he still couldn’t survive the beginning. But after entering the palace, he was placed in a secluded palace, where three meals a day were delivered to the door, and the palace staff served him.

It is impossible for people to keep their nerves tense all the time. Wen Mingyu stayed for several days and found that it was all right, so he relaxed a little bit unconsciously. Oh, the huge palace, he is such a small person, he is not at all inconspicuous. Perhaps the emperor had long forgotten his existence.

Wen Mingyu wished the emperor would never remember, so he let him stay here.

Life in the palace is simply beautiful if the danger of tyrants is not mentioned. You don’t have to work day and night, and you can eat and drink every day.

Wen Mingyu was an orphan in the world he originally lived in. He had no parents, so he could only work part-time to earn tuition and living expenses to support himself. And he is an Omega, he must buy expensive inhibitors to cover up his gender, disguised as most Betas, or he will be forced to marry by the alliance and combine with one or more strange Alphas.

Because Omegas are rare and precious beings.

But now, Wen Mingyu finally didn’t have to hide as before, but lay relaxed on the big bed and rolled happily holding the quilt.

So cool.

Because he was so happy, Wen Mingyu’s head even had two rabbit ears popping out of nowhere, hanging down softly and sticking to the side of his face. He was lying on the bed, his face buried in the pillow, and there was a small ball of snow-white tail under his waist.

This is Wen Mingyu’s animal form as an Omega. Both A and O are born with another form, which is revealed when emotionally or physically unwell.

Wen Mingyu is a lop-eared rabbit, but when he is lying on the bed, it is more like a soft jelly, which makes people want to poke his *** to see if he will really tremble like a jelly. shaking.

After squinting for a few seconds, he felt a little itchy on his face, and when he reached out and touched it, he knew that the ears and tail had run out again, and he quickly retracted it.

After a while, the palace servant Sanxi came over, stopped a few steps away respectfully, and asked in a low voice, “Is your son up? Would you like the slave to prepare a bath for you?”

Wen Mingyu responded, Sanxi, who was wearing the eunuch uniform, turned around and brought in the basin, serving him to wash.

When washing his face, Wen Mingyu glanced at his reflection in the water basin. The original body’s face was very similar to his previous appearance. Even the original body’s name was pronounced the same as his. It was a coincidence, maybe it was because With such a fate, would he travel here?

Another thing is very strange. If he has changed his body through time, why does he still have his own Omega characteristics? Could it be that he and the original owner are interpenetrating? Is this his own body?

Wen Mingyu couldn’t figure it out, he was stunned for a while, then he regained his senses, lowered his head and rubbed his face with her hands.

Sanxi handed over the soft cloth with both hands, which had already been moistened just right for him, “Young Master.”

Wen Mingyu: … Oh, subconsciously rubbing his face with his claws, this is not a human habit.

He took the cloth and washed his face slowly and meticulously, well in line with human behavior.

Finally, after washing up and sitting down to have breakfast, Wen Mingyu realized that there was no one left, and asked casually, “How are you blessed?”

Sanxi paused and whispered, “…he’s busy.”

Wen Ming Yu took a bite of the meat bun. He wasn’t stupid. He was assigned to take care of him. Human nature can also be understood.

Therefore, after Wen Mingyu heard it, there was no reaction, and he continued to eat breakfast with relish. He used to eat expired nutritional supplements, where would he have the opportunity to eat hot and delicious meals.

He loves to travel, and travel makes him happy.

He announced that he was locked up with this wonderful ancient!

Wen Mingyu’s eyes curled as he ate, but he didn’t realize that Sanxi was peeking at him.

After these few days, Sanxi slowly found out that the master he served was good-looking, good-natured, optimistic and easy to satisfy.

If it was an ordinary person, if he was offered to a tyrant, he would have been frightened and collapsed long ago. But the master tried his best to calm himself down, never vented his emotions to the servants, was not picky with only three dishes in the meal, and always had a happy smile, which made people relax without consciously watching, and the mood became better.

Sanxi felt that he was very lucky to be able to serve such a master.

After Wen Mingyu finished eating, Sanxi came to clean up the tableware. He naturally thanked him and wanted to help, but was immediately stopped, “Sir, this is what a slave should do.”

Wen Mingyu couldn’t help but think of someone he saw on Xingwang. In the restaurant’s evaluation, netizens said that they just accidentally met the waiter’s eyes, and they immediately sprinted over a hundred meters to ask what you needed. They were so considerate that they wished they could even go to the bathroom for you.

Although he has never eaten, he will feel a little embarrassed that the service is so meticulous.

No need to work from morning to night, Wen Mingyu is very leisurely, and can even lie by the window and watch the scenery, feeling the breeze on her cheeks, very leisurely.

Looking at the yard outside, he suddenly found Timothy grass on the ground. It was fresh and green, and it looked like a rabbit.

Wen Mingyu stood up without hesitation, ran outside like a gust of wind, pulled out a small handful, washed it clean, and put it in his mouth to eat, clack clack, his eyes lit up, it was even sweeter and more delicious than expected!

When Sanxi came over, he was thinking back to the surprise when he saw his master for the first time.

The satin-like ink hair fell down, the eyebrows were picturesque, and the icy muscles were jade bones, making the red lips more fresh and eye-catching, like peach blossoms in spring, extremely intoxicating.

The appearance is gorgeous, the temperament is noble, and the beauty is like a fairy.

If the sage saw him, he would definitely be tempted, and he would be very fond of him.

Sanxi sighed, and when he looked up, he didn’t expect to see the fairy-like master he was thinking of, squatting under the tree, grazing!

…! ! !

Sanxi’s eyes widened in disbelief.

The boy is crazy!

Although the young master looks good when he eats grass, but no matter what, he is eating grass!

eat!

Grass!

Sanxi’s brain made up a lot in an instant, and when she looked at Wen Mingyu, his eyes were full of sympathy and distress. He quickly stepped forward, snatched the Timothy grass from Wen Mingyu’s hand, coaxed him into the room, and brought it to him. A plate of delicate pastries.

Wen Mingyu was happily eating the rabbit’s favorite grass for a second, but suddenly his hand was empty.

He was at a loss.

Sanxi looked at him cautiously, and said, “Young master, isn’t full? There are still snacks here. If you have anything to do with your slaves, you can’t eat grass no matter how hungry you are.”

Ah…

Wen Mingyu said slowly. react to. There are only two genders in this world, male and female. Humans have no animal form, and of course they will not directly eat timothy grass. At most for medicinal purposes, it is impossible to make food.

Wen Mingyu ate the snacks silently, one bite at a time.

So, was he regarded as a neurotic just now?

Wen Mingyu covered her face secretly, so embarrassed that he wanted to use jio to dig out an underground imperial tomb and get in.

Sanxi is thinking, the master is so flustered that he is eating grass, what should he do if he sees the saint, or don’t. Sanxi also prayed in his heart not to come here.

But life is often the opposite of what you want.

After the tyrant went to court today, he came here.

Originally, as Wen Mingyu expected, the tyrant Mu Zhan forgot his existence in the palace, but in the court, the nemesis of the Marquis of Guangyang deliberately mentioned it.

The Marquis of Guangyang groaned inwardly, looked up, and saw that the one sitting on the throne was expressionless and oppressive, and said lightly, “I really forgot about Gu, I’ll go take a look later, There is no need for ants in the palace.”

Did the ants refer to the beauties who were offered up, or did they mean something else?

The courtiers below tensed in their hearts, bowed their heads, and thought about each other.

After going down to court, Mu Zhan really did as he said, and went to see the people sent by the Marquis of Guangyang.

Wen Mingyu didn’t know it. After eating some cakes, he thought of sitting in the yard, but as soon as one foot stepped out of the threshold, he was caught off guard and looked at someone not far away.

The surrounding palace servants knelt on the ground, bowed down in awe, not daring to make a sound.

The only man standing, dressed in a black robe, with gold threads embroidered on the cuffs of his clothes, auspicious cloud patterns surrounding a noble and majestic five-clawed golden dragon, and a black belt with intricate lines around his waist. temperament.

But the most difficult to ignore is the man’s eyes.

Very oppressive and aggressive.

For a moment, Wen Mingyu’s scalp felt numb.

Even if you have never seen it before, you can guess the identity of the person in front of you. It is the moody and violent tyrant in the mouths of others.

The tyrant stared at him with blatant inquiry in his eyes.

Wen Mingyu felt that the other party’s sight seemed to penetrate his body, flesh, bones, internal organs, and even his thoughts. The whole person was ***** and had nothing to hide.

Animals are naturally sensitive to danger.

Although Wen Mingyu is not a real animal, because of the natural animal form of Omega, it naturally has some characteristics of animals.

Lop-eared rabbits are very timid and will be frightened if they move.

Not to mention, now standing in front of him is a man who exudes a dangerous temperament, as if he has encountered a natural enemy. Wen Mingyu’s body was stiff, and he wanted to fall to the ground and pretend to be dead.

In the past few days, Wen Mingyu is not patronizing the salted fish, but secretly inquiring about the news, but the palace servants are tight-lipped, and he can only rely on some of the things he heard from the Houfu and dig the memories in his mind.

The era thousands of years ago is too long, there are not many ancient books, but there are some records.

It is said that when the tyrant was in court, a minister disobeyed him and said something that irritated him. The last second, the tyrant was still looking down at the minister of civil and military affairs leisurely and calmly, his eyes were red in an instant, as if he had suddenly changed into a person, his face was full of madness, and his anger was amazing. Just kill people. There was a dead silence in the hall, and the ministers were horrified, not daring to say a word, for fear that they would become the next corpse.

Because of this, the tyrant’s reputation for being moody and shy of human life has become more and more solid, and the courtiers are all afraid of it.

The air seemed to freeze.

When Wen Mingyu thought of this, he was so nervous that she even forgot to breathe, his hand on the edge of the door tightened unconsciously, his fingers curled up, his phalanx bulged, and it was faintly white.

Being stared at by this tyrant who could kill him at any time, his legs are weak… It’s not that he never imagined how to deal with a tyrant, but it’s really time for him, his mind is blank, standing still, almost scared It had to reveal its original shape and turned into a curled up ball of fur.

All he could think of in his mind was the image of his head dropping, so miserable that he wanted to hug his head and cry. The second life I just got, does this come to an abrupt end?

The man in the mysterious suit was tall, tall and outrageous, and when he walked over step by step, he was imposing.

Wen Mingyu trembled involuntarily and wanted to hide, but his weak feet didn’t obey him, and the little distance he retreated was almost negligible.

Mu Zhan had already stood two steps in front of him, looking down at him flatly.

“You are the one sent by the Wen family? Who taught the rules, and you don’t even know how to salute?”

Wen Mingyu heard this, and then he remembered later, by the way, in ancient times, when you see an emperor, you have to salute. What is the salute posture like? He practiced secretly two days ago, but now he can’t seem remember it!

He subconsciously looked at the palace servants around him and wanted to follow along, but was blocked by the people in front of him.

After hesitating for a moment, the tyrant seemed impatient, and his voice was cold, “The Marquis of Guangyang sent a mute to Gu? How dare you.”

Wen Mingyu’s heart jumped, the next sentence would not be I’m not happy, so I’m going to kill your whole family.

Although he doesn’t like that Guangyang Marquis, he hasn’t reached the point where he wants to die, and if he punishes the Nine Clan, he is also included in it.

Wen Mingyu didn’t have time to think about what to say, and quickly said, “I can speak.”

Mu Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, “Why didn’t you say it just now?”

Wen Mingyu dared to say that he was scared and stupid, forgot to respond, and could only He placed his hope in reaching out his hand not to slap the smiling face, everyone loves to hear rainbow farts, and then the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a harmless smile, “This is the first time I have seen Your Majesty, and I was greeted by His Majesty’s handsome and unpretentious face, and there is no other way. The dignity of the comparison is so stunning that I forgot how to speak for a while.”

This is not a complete lie. After all, he heard those terrible rumors at first, and thought that the tyrant would be a fierce and fierce image, but when he saw the real person, he found that he was unexpectedly young and his appearance was very seductive. The jade-like son who is throwing fruit and car.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a terrifying gasping sound from the palace servants around. It seemed that what Wen Mingyu said was too scary, and they couldn’t control it.

Wen Mingyu was taken aback and felt that she might have taken the wrong route and was going to step on the thunder and die.

His smile became stiff, and he couldn’t hold it any longer.

Mu Zhan stared at him for a few seconds, then let out a laugh, not sure if he was sneering.

Then, he turned and walked away, only to say, “Bring him here.”

Wen Mingyu was stunned, not understanding what the tyrant meant. A white-faced eunuch walked up to him, holding a whisk in his hand, and said with a smile, “Mr. Wen, Your Majesty asked you to come over, please come with the slave.”

Wen Mingyu: “…Oh.”

He was still smiling on the surface, but in his heart But already in tears. Is his rainbow fart a success or a failure? The tyrant didn’t say to kill him, why did he let him go there, did he come up with a way to torture him, or was he on a whim and used him as a toy to relieve boredom? He would rather be the latter.

When he was about to leave, Sanxi called him from behind. Wen Mingyu turned back and met his worried gaze. Although he didn’t get along for a long time, he felt that Sanxi was a very good person, and he also developed a little affection for each other. So his legs were trembling, but he still smiled, and said comfortably, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

… It’s okay, he probably won’t come back once he’s gone.

Wen Mingyu followed the eunuch. This was the first time he walked out of the place where he lived after so many days in the palace. The palace is really magnificent and magnificent, and it is extremely spectacular, but his life is not guaranteed, where is he in the mood to appreciate it. He tried to inquire about something from the eunuch, but the other party smiled and looked like he was very talkative, but he was actually a good practitioner of Tai Chi.

Wen Mingyu could only shut up and walked silently to a magnificent palace. As soon as he walked in, the door closed behind him, with a soft bang, as if it had hit him in the heart, causing him to tremble.

Mu Zhan sat in the center seat, the table in front of him was full of delicate and rich delicacies, and the fragrance wafted out.

Wen Mingyu felt hungry instantly. It’s almost lunchtime now.

Mu Zhan just sat there, resting his cheeks with one hand, his expression indifferent, turning a blind eye to these tempting delicacies and showing little interest.

Wen Mingyu couldn’t help but glanced at it and swallowed secretly.

Because I don’t know what the tyrant called him to do. After he entered the temple, he stood there without moving.

Mu Zhan lifted his eyes and glanced at him lightly, “Come here and sit down.”

Wen Mingyu was a little surprised, but he walked over obediently, looked at the stool, and didn’t know where to sit.

Mu Zhan tapped the position beside him.

Wen Mingyu immediately sat down, acting so fast that it seemed a little rude, but of course he didn’t, just because he was afraid that the tyrant would be unhappy if he was slow, he gave him a beheading package service.

Mu Zhan held his chin and said calmly, “What’s your name?”

“Wen Mingyu.”

The conditioned reflex answered. Wen Mingyu paused, but luckily the original name was the same as his pronunciation, so it wasn’t a mistake.

But as soon as the words fell, he felt a faint gaze suddenly pierced above his head, his back was cold, and his heart was about to stop beating.

what happened? Tyrant doesn’t like his name?

“Which words?”

Mu Zhan asked again.

Wen Mingyu didn’t even think about it this time, so she explained her original name, it was Wen Mingyu.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Zhan’s face turned colder.

Wen Mingyu was both cowardly and dazed, what a nice name, why did I provoke you, what am I… Can I change it? !

Feeling dissatisfied in his heart, his chin froze suddenly, and was pinched by a pale, slender hand.

Wen Mingyu was forced to look up and look at Mu Zhan, the fingers on his chin squeezed slightly, and then slid along the edge of his cheek, slowly rubbing up. Those fingers were a little cold, like a poisonous snake crawling slowly, making the back hairy and the heart beating wildly.

After rubbing it for a while, his fingertips brushed his ear again and rubbed it on the earlobe.

The unprecedented intimate touch made Wen Mingyu extremely uncomfortable, he couldn’t help trembling, he wanted to retreat, but was tightly bound and could not break free.

Wen Mingyu was confused and had no idea what the tyrant was suddenly so crazy about. Suddenly I was pinched my chin and touched my face. It hurt or not, but I was scared to death. He was like a frog that was dissected on the experimental bench. The other party’s line of sight went through his flesh to see everything underneath, and the place he touched was inexplicably hot and numb.

After Mu Zhan touched it around, he seemed to have suddenly lost interest again. He narrowed his eyes slightly, retracted his hand, and leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, his face gloomy.

So…what exactly does this mean?

Wen Mingyu raised a question mark, but still breathed a sigh of relief.

He just almost thought that this tyrant had an interest in skinning, that would be terrifying.

An eerie silence.

Wen Mingyu couldn’t help but secretly glanced at the food on the table several times. He didn’t want it either, it was so delicious.

“Want to eat?”

A low voice suddenly sounded, Wen Mingyu was startled, and suddenly looked up at Mu Zhan, like a frightened animal, his eyes were round and his hair exploded. However, he quickly regained his senses, smiled, and shook his head simply,

“No.”

This is the emperor’s food, the emperor didn’t eat it, how dare he think, isn’t this courting death?

The corner of Mu Zhan’s mouth raised a slight arc, and he also smiled, but the smile was not as wide as his eyes, and there was no joy, but a bit of coldness, “Since you don’t want to eat… Come on, who made these dishes?”

Wait, what are you doing?

Wen Mingyu was a little stunned, but Mu Zhan quickly answered his doubts and said in a deep voice, “The dishes made are unappetizing, so what’s the use of keeping them.”

Damn, he really deserves to be a tyrant, and suddenly he To kill.

Of course Wen Mingyu didn’t want anyone to be dead because of him, so he quickly picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of meat and quickly put it into his mouth, smiled in surprise and said, “It’s delicious~”

This time he didn’t pretend, and gave The imperial meal prepared by the emperor was really top-notch and tasted top-notch, and his eyes lit up.

Mu Zhan waved to the manager who had just been called in, and told him to step back, looking at Wen Mingyu with a half-smiley expression, “Didn’t you just say you don’t want to eat?”

Wen Mingyu’s eyebrows and eyes curled, “Because they look at It tastes so delicious.”

Mu Zhan: “Then we’ll finish eating.”

Oh, this threat is very good for him.

Wen Mingyu replied obediently, burying her head and eating, concentrating on cooking.

The roast duck skin is crispy and tender, the sweet and sour pork loin is sweet and sour, the steamed seabass is delicious and creamy, the shrimp is crispy and refreshing, and the white jade tofu melts in your mouth…

The imperial meal is extremely delicious, but there is always a strong and hard to ignore sight on the top of the head, staring at it. His scalp was numb, and he was under too much psychological pressure. He couldn’t taste the food properly, and he had indigestion.

Wen Mingyu lowered his head and ate in small bites, like a small animal being stared at by a ferocious beast, his legs trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Halfway through the meal, Wen Mingyu was choked by the too quiet atmosphere and couldn’t help but secretly raised his eyes. As a result, he looked at the tyrant again, and the other party was obviously staring at him.

Wen Mingyu’s conditioned reflex wanted to shrink his head, but the other party saw that he looked up, and immediately avoided it too deliberately, he had to smile sweetly, and said, “Your Majesty, these are delicious, don’t you want to try them?

Mu Zhan frowned, looked at the table of food with some disgust, and said impatiently: “Eat yours.”

Wen Mingyu shut up, he didn’t care whether the tyrant would eat or not, just didn’t want to be stared at. He smiled, bowed his head and continued to eat, trying to hypnotize himself to ignore the look.

The effect was not great, but it was still useful. Before he knew it, he killed most of the dishes, which could be called a sweep.

On the other hand, the owner of the palace, Mu Zhan, didn’t move his chopsticks very much. After taking two bites, he stopped in disinterest and stared at Wen Mingyu the whole time, as if he was observing something.

Mu Zhan raised his hand, twisted his fingertips, put it in front of his nose, and could smell the light fruity fragrance, sweet, which did not disgust him. This is the smell I got when I touched Mingyu’s face just now. It’s unfamiliar and familiar.

Mu Zhan lowered his eyes, covering the emotions in his eyes, making it impossible for people to spy on what he was thinking.

When people are just full, their precautions are relaxed, and their IQ also declines. This sentence is not false.

Wen Mingyu’s stomach bulged slightly, his face full of satisfaction, his posture was much more relaxed than when he first entered the hall, until he looked up and saw Mu Zhan, she was stunned for a moment, and his nerves immediately tightened again.

“I say I don’t want to eat it, but I can actually eat it. I almost finished all the meals on the table.”

Mu Zhan looked at him with a faint mockery in his eyes.

When Wen Mingyu heard it, he wanted to blow up and overturn the table. Didn’t this guy just ask him to eat? He also asked him to finish eating, and told him to shut up and continue to eat. Now he thinks he eats too much? !

Wen Mingyu’s heart exploded, but on the surface, as if he hadn’t heard it, she tilted her head and smiled sweetly, his face full of innocent.

Mu Zhan was expressionless.

The eunuch with the whisk in his hand respectfully stepped forward to ask for instructions, and after getting permission from Mu Zhan, he signaled the palace servants to withdraw the rest of the meal.

The palace maids and eunuchs took turns taking the plates one by one, and a group of people shuttled in front of the table in the hall, but they didn’t make a sound.

The corners of Wen Mingyu’s mouth stiffened, feeling more indigestion.

Soon, the palace servants all withdrew, and the eunuch chief walked last.

Wen Mingyu peeked at the door and wanted to go with them.

“What are you looking at? Haven’t eaten enough yet?” Mu Zhan’s voice was flat.

Wen Mingyu turned around for a second, raised his face with a smile, shook his head and said, “No, I’m full, and I’ve eaten a lot of things I haven’t eaten before. I’m very happy, thank you Your Majesty for the reward.”

Mu Zhan hummed casually. .

There was no one talking in the room, it was too quiet and seemed a little weird.

Wen Mingyu lowered his head and thought about what he should say, not only to avoid the tyrant’s thunder point, but also not to make the tyrant feel bored and want to kill him.

His back was cold and his mind was spinning very fast. He made a belly in his heart and raised his head just as he was about to speak, “Your Majesty…”

As soon as he uttered a word, it suddenly became a low voice, and he swallowed all the words that followed. went back.

Because, he saw the tyrant closed his eyes with his chin up and fell asleep.

Why did you suddenly fall asleep?

Wen Mingyu was a little surprised, but he felt a little relieved in her heart. It’s good to fall asleep, then you don’t have to face the terrible sight and rack your brains to deal with it.

He put his hand on his chest and let himself take two breaths. No wonder there is a saying that companions are like companions to tigers. Facing the emperor, the psychological pressure is not ordinary. Even if he is not killed, he is scared to die young.

He sat on the stool, and after a while, he peeked at Mu Zhan again, and seemed to be sleeping quite deeply. So is he… can go? After all, you can’t disturb the emperor’s sleep, right?

Wen Mingyu hesitated for a few seconds, but stood up slowly, moving very cautiously, for fear of making some noise and waking the tyrant up.

I didn’t feel much when I was sitting. When I stood up, my legs were as soft as boiled noodles, and I almost threw myself on the ground. Fortunately, he got up slowly and had time to stand up. He still turned his head sharply to look at Mu Zhan on a conditioned reflex to see if he had opened his eyes.

No risk.

Wen Mingyu sighed softly, turned around and continued walking towards the door, moving slowly like an 80-year-old old man with inconvenient legs, moving slowly step by step.

Seeing that the door is getting closer and closer to him, the dawn of hope is near…

A low hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him.

“Where do you want to go?”

Wen Mingyu, who was dog-like, instantly froze into a stone statue, his brain pounded, his scalp exploded, his chills stood on end, his heart stopped beating, and he had no courage to look back.

Mu Zhan still sat, didn’t move, but opened his eyes, his eyes without warmth fell on Wen Mingyu’s back, pinning the person in place.

“Did Gu allow you to go? Come back.”

In an irresistible tone of command, Wen Mingyu shuddered and shivered, and immediately sprinted back to the stool at an unprecedented speed, sat down with both hands, Put it on your lap and sit nicely.

The expression is more gentle and gentle, and innocent and innocent.

“I didn’t leave without permission, I just saw that His Majesty was asleep, worried that you would catch a cold, and wanted to ask the chief to get a blanket.”

The dark, round eyes blinked twice, clear and clean, as sincere as if they would never lie.

Mu Zhan was unmoved, glanced at him, and closed his eyes again, as if he wanted to continue sleeping.

Wen Mingyu: …?

So what’s the point of keeping him here? The tyrant is a three-year-old child. He must be accompanied by someone to sleep?

As soon as he left, Mu Zhan could feel it and wake up with his eyes open. Wen Mingyu dared to move around, so he could only stay here as a mascot. When he was idle and bored, he looked around at the luxurious and delicate decorations around him, and then looked at the sleeping tyrant for a while. After reacting, he immediately looked away, lowered his head and picked up his fingers, amusing himself.

I don’t know how long it took, Wen Mingyu’s eyelids got into a fight, and when he almost fell asleep with his head tilted, someone walked in.

Wen Mingyu suddenly looked up and saw that it was an eunuch holding a whisk.

The other party seemed to be a little surprised, and when he met his gaze, his footsteps stopped.

The general manager Zhao Dequan was worried to take a look because he had never heard the summons from the sage, but he did not expect the sage to fall asleep. He couldn’t help but look shocked.

Then, he looked at Wen Mingyu again, bowed his head and saluted, then bowed his waist like this, and quietly retreated.

Wen Mingyu: …

It hurts to experience the feeling of being left behind again.

After another long time, Mu Zhan finally woke up, opened his eyes and saw Wen Mingyu, he didn’t say much, waved his hand and sent him back.

So, Wen Mingyu returned to the place where he lived without any risk.

When Sanxi saw him back, he couldn’t believe it, but he was extremely happy, his emotions fluctuated so much, his eyes became red and he almost cried.

“It’s great that you are fine! What did your Majesty ask you to do?”

Wen Mingyu was a little dazed, as if he was dreaming, and he was able to see the tyrant come back unscathed. He answered Sanxi blankly.

“I think… just went to have a meal?”

He also ate a whole table, more than the tyrant ate, and ate all the tyrant’s share very rudely.

Sanxi: “…???”