Wen Mingyu was so amused by the idea that suddenly popped up in his mind that he couldn't laugh or cry.

How can it be?

But when Mu Zhan looked around the room, walked back to the bed, and his expression returned to normal, Wen Mingyu's heart collapsed, and he had to doubt that Mu Zhan was really looking for the hidden wild man just now.

Wen Mingyu blinked twice and asked tentatively: "Is your Majesty looking for something?"

Mu Zhan sat down on the edge of the bed with a natural expression and calmly denied: "No."

"……oh."

Wen Mingyu tried hard to hold back her laughter, raised her head with an expression of "I don't know anything", and said innocently: "I like to read storybooks and eat in bed, which is disrespectful. Will Your Majesty punish me for this?"

When Mu Zhan heard this, he noticed the plate of dried fruits on the bedside and the unclosed script. Compared with what he had guessed at first, this was nothing at all. Normally, it would be a lesson.

One or two, but now, the emotions are a bit complicated, and he doesn't know what to say for a moment.

In the end, he just said flatly, "It's up to you."

Too lazy to care.

Wen Mingyu couldn't help but laugh and said in a very sincere tone, "Your Majesty is so kind."

Mu Zhan snorted coldly and was noncommittal.

Wen Mingyu moved, wondering if he should get up. After all, the emperor was here, so it was unreasonable to sit lazily on the bed... Wait, it seems like nothing?

He glanced at Mu Zhan secretly, and judging from his expression, he didn't seem to mind this kind of thing.

So, Wen Mingyu lazily leaned back and sat side by side with Mu Zhan on the bedside. He also took the snack plate, opened the storybook, and shared enthusiastically.

"Your Majesty, do you want to eat? It's delicious."

Wen Mingyu picked up the half-eaten dried fruit, stuffed it into his mouth, and continued to chew and bite, eating happily.

Mu Zhan turned his head to look at him and said in a deep voice: "Just like a rabbit."

Wen Mingyu froze for a moment, and subconsciously covered his head to hide the rabbit ears, but couldn't touch anything. He turned his head and looked at it in confusion and a little panic, because there was something stuffed in his mouth, he could only make a vague sound, which was a bit...

Be scared.

Mu Zhan, on the other hand, had a calm look on his face. He didn't look like he had discovered a secret. He was just complaining about his appearance.

Wen Mingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, bent his eyes, ate the dried fruit and said vaguely: "Your Majesty is praising me, the rabbit is plush and looks so cute."

Mu Zhan decisively denied, "No, Gu just said that you eat like a rabbit without restraint and won't stop. Gu very much suspects that you will eat yourself to death if no one is watching."

"..."

Although some rabbits do this, does he look that stupid? Angry.

Wen Mingyu was about to reach out and grab another piece to eat. When he heard this, he silently put down his hand. Then he seemed to think of something and suddenly picked up a piece of cherry cake and popped it into Mu Zhan's mouth unprepared.

"Your Majesty, please try this! I like it very much!"

Mu Zhan sat lazily, defenseless, and suddenly he was struck by the attack. His mouth was immediately filled with sweetness, which quickly spread in his mouth, melted softly, and turned into sugar water, so sweet that his teeth hurt.

Mu Zhan's expression froze, he frowned, and became quite speechless. His face was dark and gloomy, and he looked scary. If others had seen it, they would have shuddered, sweated, and just wanted to run away, but Wen Mingyu had rich experience and first-class hair smoothing skills.

Not only did he not run away, but he took the initiative to come over and said with a bright smile: "It's really delicious, am I right? When I ate it for the first time, I thought that His Majesty must also try it. I heard that

Some new ingredients have been added, and the blend is superb..."

He was talking enthusiastically, and Mu Zhan had a gloomy look on his face. He swallowed the cake in his mouth and said in a deep voice: "It tastes bad. If it happens again, I will kill you alone."

How many times have I heard this kind of threat, but in the end it always turns out to be okay.

"Okay~" Wen Mingyu was not afraid at all and agreed obediently. A piece of messy hair on the top of his head swayed as he tilted his head, as if this was his true body, "I am

After eating something very delicious, I want His Majesty to try it too, but I won’t do it again~”

Mu Zhan ignored it, casually picked up the storybook Wen Mingyu put on his lap, opened it and read it.

The first thing I saw was an illustration, with rolling green mountains and a waterfall flying down three thousand feet. The mist was shrouded in mist, as if covered with a hazy veil, like falling into a fairyland.

"Luocheng." Mu Zhan could tell at a glance.

"Yes, yes, this book introduces the unique beauty of various places. It is said that there is a fairy spring in Luo City. I think it is very beautiful when I look at the illustrations."

"generally."

"Your Majesty has been there?!"

"Um."

Mu Zhan nodded calmly, but he went to Luo City not to play, but to lead troops to fight. Luo City is prosperous, with shops lined up in rows, one after another, bustling with people, busy with traffic, people from all over the world gathered on the streets, and even some

There are foreigners with blond and red hair, and they are very lively.

Luo City is famous for its trade, and it is also a border town. Frequent internal and external trade brings prosperity during times of peace, but when war breaks out, it bears the brunt and is the first gateway for enemy troops to attack the city.

The late emperor was ignorant and fearful of war. When the ferocious Huns invaded, he would rather give up Luo City in exchange for a temporary peace agreement. Mu Zhan took the initiative to request a war, stayed away from the luxurious and peaceful capital, and threw himself into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with new wounds on his body.

He suffered countless old injuries and narrowly escaped death, but he never regretted and flinched. A dignified prince, with such a fierce and life-threatening aura, boosted morale. He threw his head and shed blood. The soldiers fought bravely and built an indestructible building with their flesh and blood.

Build a city wall to protect your home and country, even to the death.

In the end, Mu Zhan triumphantly took over the military power, and like an evil god descending, he suddenly joined the fight for the throne with bloody murderous intent, killing everyone by surprise, and became the only winner.

Therefore, what he saw was not the beautiful scenery, but the wailing and crying of the people in the chaos of the war, rivers of blood, stiff and smelly corpses on the ground that were not allowed to be buried, and they had tried their best just to keep themselves alive, and there was nowhere left to go.

Take care of others.

The green mountains and green waters he saw were not as beautiful as the pictures. Some were just lifeless and dark, and the air was filled with the smell of blood and corpses.

Wen Mingyu didn't know any of this, and Mu Zhan was not in the mood to talk about it.

When Wen Mingyu curiously pointed to the strange plants in the illustration and asked questions such as whether it looked the same as in the painting, whether it was really that beautiful, etc., Mu Zhan answered lazily.

The sentences are short, the tone is flat and there is no fluctuation, and they sound rather perfunctory, but they all perfectly describe the scenery he saw when he was ambushing under the survey terrain. It is easy for people to imagine the scene, as if they are there.

its environment.

Wen Mingyu had never traveled before. As he listened, his interest became even higher. Unknowingly, he moved forward and was almost touching Mu Zhan. His eyes were bright, as if they were shining.

As Mu Zhan spoke, his eyes unconsciously fell on Wen Mingyu's face and stopped.

Wen Mingyu became anxious and pulled his sleeves and said, "Then what? Then what?"

Mu Zhan raised his hand and put it on the back of his neck, touching it like a small pet, gently stroking it along the fur. Wen Mingyu felt a little itchy, but he didn't resist it. On the contrary, he really liked this kind of touch. These days

What's more, when I saw Mu Zhan, I felt a desire to have him touch me, and the back of my neck felt slightly hot for no reason.

Therefore, now that Mu Zhan was touching him like this, he did not hide away, but urged him with his eyes to continue talking.

Mu Zhan pinched the back of his neck lightly, as if lecturing a disobedient little pet. After a while, he continued slowly.

The bad memories of Luo City were slowly covered by new memories at this time. When Mu Zhan thought about it in the future, it was not just the painful and near-death war, but the lush green scenery, and that

The soft and sweet voice, the young man's moist and bright eyes, looked at him seriously, and his clear eyes were filled with his figure.

Warm sunlight cuts through the darkness, and vivid and bright colors are applied heavily, replacing black and white.

They sat on the bed, chatting casually, and before they knew it, an hour passed by.

Afterwards, when Zhao Dequan looked at the palace servants tidying up the bedding, he couldn't help but think that in the past, if someone had told him that one day the Lord would be sitting on the bed eating and chatting with someone, the atmosphere would be harmonious, and the Lord would be surprised

Patience, if he hasn't killed the person yet, he will definitely think that the person is crazy and hopeless. But now, it just happened, and it couldn't be more real.
Chapter completed!