Unexpectedly, Mu Zhan actually held a birthday banquet. Due to time constraints, it was arranged in the palace. Instead of making it grand and spoiling the banquet by letting too many people attend, only invitations were made.

He has a good relationship with Wen Mingyu.

Wei Yingwu, Wen ‌lan, Huo Hongyu, etc. There were not many guests, but the atmosphere of a birthday banquet was well preserved.

And although there are only a few people, the venue layout, food, water and wine are all impeccable, almost comparable to the birthday banquet of the prince. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell how much attention is paid to this birthday banquet.

In the past, Wen Mingyu said that in the interstellar era, because of the lack of nutritional supplements, it was easy to absorb the nutrients needed by the human body, resulting in a sharp decrease in the number of chefs, and the price of normal food became much higher. At least the benefits were

It is impossible for children to eat freely in the hospital.

If you have a family with children, you can let your parents act coquettishly, saying that the nutritional supplement tastes bad and they want to eat candy. As soon as they cry for a while, their parents will immediately go over to comfort them and stuff them with candy.

As for Wen Mingyu, naturally there was no one who could make him act coquettishly.

"Have you ever eaten cake? You don't have to guess. You don't have parents. Who would buy it for you? How pitiful."

On the day of his birthday, he brought a cake over and cut it. The class was studying, except for Wen Mingyu. Because during the exam, Wen Mingyu was not there.

‌He copied the answers, and the table thought that he was very arrogant, because he was obviously just an orphan with no one.

When Wen Mingyu heard this, his mind was buzzing. Suddenly, as if he was an annoyed wolf, he rushed towards the boy and struggled with him.

In the end, the situation went to the teacher's house, and he asked for a home. Wen Mingyu didn't have a home, so he came to the welfare home.

‌Table‌Home‌ looked at the injuries on his child’s body with distress, and the teacher ‌‌ said that he was protecting his child like a chicken, saying that he would never let his own child be bullied.

When Wen Mingyu saw that the table in the classroom was very arrogant, he was being held by his mother, coaxing him lovingly.

Naturally, the hospital wanted to make Xiaoxiao happy, so he asked Wen Mingyu to apologize.

After this, Wen Mingyu understood that he could not get angry and was bullied, so he tried to avoid it and thought of other ways, and could not forcefully go back. This may seem very cowardly,

But it is the best way. After all, he has no bottom and willfully acts recklessly, and no one will stand by him to help him.

But now, he actually had a birthday party of his own, received blessings and gifts from friends, and the table was filled with delicious food.

He ate a lot of things that were more delicious than cakes.

He bought a small cake with the money he earned from his part-time job. He scooped up a spoonful of sweet cream and stuffed it into his mouth. The taste was good, but he didn't imagine it.

‌‌Amazing and delicious.

It wasn't until he ate Mu Zhan's ‌‌Shou noodles that he understood.

He thought it was not a cake at all, but someone remembering his birthday and celebrating his birthday.

After the birthday party, Wen Mingyu felt that something was wrong with him.

In the past, when he was reading novels, he saw the description of the protagonist's heart sinking. He still couldn't understand how a good organ could collapse like a house. Is it a shoddy project? He always thought this description was weird and weird.

But this time, he seemed to have experienced that feeling. If the heart was described as a strong fortress, he found that it was obvious that a small corner had been breached. If it continues like this, the enemy is likely to be defeated.

‌Invaded inside.

Wen Mingyu was a little panicked, but she still tried her best to hide it on the surface. She smiled sweetly at Mu Zhan as before, and it seemed there was no difference.

The royal hunt is coming to an end, and the final banquet is being prepared, and they will return to the palace in two days.

Mu Zhan was very busy and postponed the meal time all the time, as if he was discussing something.

Mu Zhan asked him to eat by himself first. After finishing his work, he came back and when they were alone, he said in a deep voice: "Recently, you try to stay by your side as much as possible."

Wen Mingyu's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately realized that something must have happened.

Not long after he traveled through time, when he heard such news, his first thought was that he could take advantage of the chaos and escape, but now, he actually wondered whether Mu Zhan would be in danger.

Wen Mingyu felt that she might really think of Mu Zhan as a family member.

Wen Mingyu nodded in agreement, but couldn't sleep that night because Mu Zhan was sleeping next to him. He tried hard to restrain himself from tossing and turning, but Mu Zhan still heard the sound of his unsteady breathing.

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After a while, Wen Mingyu felt a tightening around her waist, and she was pulled into a broad and strong embrace.

Mu Zhan hugged him, patted him lightly, and said like coaxing a child: "Go to sleep quickly. Don't worry, I won't let you sleep."

Probably thinking that he was uneasy about the impending love affair.

Wen Mingyu didn't think about it, but he had to admit that Mu Zhan's comforting him did have an effect. After a while, he closed his eyes, snuggled into Mu Zhan's arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

At the end of the hunt, there was a party.

Song and dance performances, taking turns to compete in martial arts, drinking and eating meat, and rewarding the nobles with top hunting achievements are grand and lively, but in the eyes of those who know the story, it is the calm before the storm, and danger will soon come.

Sure enough, halfway through the banquet, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

People fell down one after another, as if they were drunk, but so many people passed out almost all of the time, it was obviously not normal.

‌ People ‌ have medicine in their wine and food.

An army wearing armor and holding weapons broke into the palace.

These are the remnants of the former crown prince. The former crown prince launched a palace coup in the name of his deceased son. The royal family is an orthodox bloodline, which is much more legitimate and legitimate than Mu Zhan who killed his father and brother to ascend the throne.

They conspired and bribed the people in the palace. Taking advantage of the fact that Mu Zhan was here and the guards were not as tight as the palace, they broke in with their troops and forced Mu Zhan to retreat from the throne.

But Mu Zhan was sitting there, his expression unchanged, and there was no trace of panic on his face, as if he had expected this.

The leader was charging forward with his sword in hand. Wei Yingwu led a group of imperial guards to swarm out and surrounded the rebels. They were majestic and orderly, and were obviously well prepared.

The leader's face suddenly changed and became extremely ugly. How could he not realize at this time that they were being caught in a trap?

‌The Praetorian Guards ‌deterrence, even if they resist, it will have no effect.

In the end, this so-called rebellion to force the emperor to surrender was just a joke.

As soon as the group of them made a move, they were detained by the imperial guards and forced to kneel to the ground.

Mu Zhan looked at them condescendingly, with a calm and indifferent expression on his face, completely unlike the emperor who had just experienced a palace crisis.

The rebels knew that they were only going to die, so they did not ask for mercy and were pushed to the ground. They also looked arrogant and spoke rudely, not wanting to die in a cowardly manner.

He shouted that Mu Zhan was cruel and unkind, killed his father to seize the throne, and would not die a good death. When he got to the underworld, there were evil ghosts waiting to tear him to pieces and swallow him, and he would be in the eighteenth level of hell.

Mu Zhan listened to his crazy words, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he said casually: "You guys are too lazy. I arranged several good opportunities but failed to seize them. Just like this.

I want to initiate a palace change, but if I really sit in this position, how many days can I do it?"

The words were light and fluttery, without much emotion, but the faint sarcasm hit the nail on the head, irritating the person who lay on the ground and jumped suddenly, with an angry look on his face, but soon, he was

The Praetorian Guards pressed back to the ground.

It's natural that he would be so annoyed. After all, they thought they could succeed in the palace change, but it ended as soon as it started. Mu Zhan had expected everything and had prepared the trap, waiting for them to jump into it.

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It's extremely insulting.

But soon, he no longer felt the insult.

because--

Mu Zhan ordered in a cold voice, "All traitors will be put to death."

They were directly sentenced to death and executed in public.

‌The medicine had already been taken away from the food and wine, and not long after, the ministers who had fainted woke up one by one.

Then, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the execution scene.

Blood splattered all over the floor.

The strong fishy smell hits your nose and makes you feel sick to your stomach.

The sight and smell were tortured, a burst of fear surged through my heart, and my body shuddered.

Especially at this time, Mu Zhan directly named the two ministers and said calmly: "Kill the accomplices together."

Both of them turned pale and wanted to deny that they knelt down and begged for mercy, but Mu Zhan had irrefutable evidence and could not tolerate their sophistry.

Even if their thoughts were floating, the rest of the ministers were frightened at this time and did not dare to think of anything unless they were dead. They lowered their heads and stared at the execution scene stiffly, without making a sound.

Sitting on the most prestigious seat in the center, Mu Zhan held his chin with one hand, his face gloomy and violent, his eyes deep and dark, so dark that it seemed that no living thing could be reflected, and so cold that it penetrated people.

It seemed as if an invisible line was drawn in front of him, cut in half, and the light was cut off, leaving only shadows and darkness, surrounded by countless pale and rotten faces.

Hands grabbed him and dragged him into the bottomless mud.

At this time, a warmth touched him and broke into his world unreasonably, as bright as the sun.

Wen Mingyu grabbed his cold hand and whispered, "Your Majesty?"

There was obvious worry in his eyes.

He was close enough to see something was wrong with Mu Zhan.

Sitting there, but with empty eyes, like a body without a soul, wandering in the world.

Because of his low voice, Mu Zhan came back to his senses and looked over. His reaction was a little slow. He first lowered his eyes and glanced at his hands that were being held, and then slowly moved his eyes upwards and settled down.

I heard Mingyu's face.

"……you're uncomfortable?"
To be continued...