Because Wen Mingyu's strange situation recently, Mu Zhan is always unstable and still can't say anything. He is irritable and bored, like a fire burning inside his body, scorching every inch, unable to calm down.

Mu Zhan's lips were tight and he couldn't help staring at Wen Mingyu, his gaze seemed to be burning and hot.

Wen Mingyu felt that his eyes were as solid as it was, and could not be ignored at all.

As soon as he finished taking a shower, he walked into the hall and looked up. In an instant, Wen Mingyu paused and subconsciously wanted to retreat, and inexplicably noticed a trace of danger.

He even raised his hand to put his clothes on the lapel, and the fabric rubbed across his skin, and suddenly became stiff.

...What's going on?

Wen Mingyu looked down at her chest, with a subtle expression. She was obviously not as sensitive as before, but just touched the fabric, but it was still soft and comfortable.

This matter is hard to say.

Wen Mingyu quickly restrained his expression and pretended to be nothing, but his walking movements were obviously stiff and uneasy. He was nervous.

Mu Zhan also discovered it.

When Wen Mingyu tried to get around him, Mu Zhan directly reached out and pulled him, let him sit on his legs, and said with a smile: "I will help you wipe your hair."

Wen Mingyu's butt became more stiff as soon as she touched her warm and strong thighs, not to mention that she was surging from the surroundings, wrapping him tightly around her. She was strong and domineering, but she was irresistible.

Just as Mu Zhan likes him, he has no resistance to the mellow smell of wine. Mu Zhan firmly clamps his waist and prevents him from coming. In fact, his legs are weak and he has no strength.

Wen Mingyu could only blush and obediently, allowing Mu Zhan to help him dry his ink hair.

Because the dragon is fumigated with calories, the hair becomes dry faster than usual. It hasn't been too long, and Wen Mingyu's long hair is almost dry, and she is dispersed on her shoulders.

But Mu Zhan did not let him go immediately, but instead brushed his fingertips across his hair, watching a strand of long hair slipperyly from his fingers, then retained the end of his hair, wrapped around his fingers, and played around without hesitation.

Wen Mingyu turned around and wanted to ask if he could do it, but Mu Zhan pulled his hair lightly and said, "No one in the Imperial College is bullying you?"

Wen Mingyu paused and immediately forgot to ask, and was transferred to the question.

He always wanted to go home from school and talk to his family about what happened in school.

Wen Mingyu's eyes were curved, dimples appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she smiled sweetly. She was obviously very open-minded, and she told Mu Zhan about interesting things happening in the school.

When it comes to classmates, he is very smart, but when he thinks of it, he didn't expect that he is very young, and maybe he will pass the top scorer in the exam. The only girl is very knowledgeable, and it is very wise for His Majesty to let a woman take the imperial examination, etc.

Speaking of the latter, Wen Mingyu became more and more excited, her face turned red, and the red glow spread to her ears and necks. "They actually read the book I wrote and like it. The ending book will come out in two days. They may want to beat it..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped and realized what he had said. He immediately showed regret and wanted to go back and say it again. Although Mu Zhan knew about the book, he did not take the initiative to talk to him. Last time Mu Zhan read the plot with explicitness, he wanted to find a hole to get in. He has now dug a hole and buried it?

He thought Mu Zhan didn't read it. If he was picked up by him and asked what he wrote, he really didn't want to explain the plot. It was nothing when he wrote it, but it was ashamed to say it inexplicably. Today, when he heard those classmates talk about the plot, he kept clenching his toes.

But he didn't expect that Mu Zhan said, "I'll wait for the ending."

Wen Mingyu turned around in surprise and looked, "Your Majesty has seen it too?"

Mu Zhan nodded.

"I wrote the ending a day ago, why..." Why don't you ask me for it?

Wen Mingyu subconsciously wanted to ask this question.

Mu Zhan said, "You are not alone."

His eyes were dark and staring at Wen Mingyu.

"You're Wen Changlan, you saw it."

This is a bit resentful.

Wen Mingyu felt numb when she heard this, and couldn't help but say, "I'm going to get His Majesty now?"

Mu Zhan shook his head, "Looking at me tomorrow, it's very late, it's time to go to bed."

Wen Mingyu was relieved, and he didn't want Mu Zhan to look at him, and his shame was so impressive.

Just as he was about to be physically alive, Mu Zhan suddenly put his chin on his shoulder and said, "It's very well written."

Wen Mingyu stopped. Did he say he was called? He praised him?

The next second, Mu Zhan further affirmed.

"There are some reform systems in the industry to try to implement them."

Wen Mingyu was shocked and almost jumped straight away.

"Really?!"

Although he was writing a book, the author did not feel like he was just entering his own ideas, not to mention that this book was mainly about the struggle in the court. He took classes with his doctorate, and even learned things around Mu Zhan, which was not a decoration.

Mu Zhan nodded, and the damp and heat were wiped through his ears, which made him feel unbearable. But Wen Mingyu didn't pay attention to this, and just thought that what he wrote could become real, help in reality, so that people's lives would be better, and he couldn't stop being excited.

So now even if it's time to go to bed, he is very energetic and can't sleep. He is restless when he lies in bed. He can't help asking this and that, and even rabbit ears appear.

Mu Zhan reached out and ruled it hard, making Wen Mingyu tremble and soft.

"If you don't sleep, you won't come to the Imperial College tomorrow."

Wen Mingyu also knew it, but he couldn't control it. He raised his head, his eyes wet, like a little cat acting coquettish.

Mu Zhan reached out and pressed him into his arms and pressed him tightly against his chest, "If you don't come, I will take you to court."

Wen Mingyu was obedient and stopped moving. She was surrounded by the familiar smell of strong alcohol, dizzy and very hypnotic. Before long, she fell asleep in unparalleled safety.

Mu Zhan felt it, and was silent for a few seconds, and couldn't help but get angry. He pinched Wen Mingyu's back neck. He didn't understand what the gland was, but after several intimate contacts, he also knew that Wen Mingyu was very special. Sure enough, as soon as he touched it, Wen Mingyu curled up and dodged, making a low whimper, as if begging for mercy.

Mu Zhan pinched it twice, and felt Wen Mingyu trembling before stopping, touching his back and comforting him.

He looked at the man in his arms and thought that the palace servant would report that the junior of the Ye family put Wen Mingyu on his shoulder and sat very close to him with the same desk.

When Mu Zhan thought of this, he felt unhappy.

But just now, he heard Mingyu say that things in the school were smiling brightly and obviously he was having a good time, so he didn't want to destroy them.

...No matter what, if he dares to act like a stern, he will throw it out.

In the next two days, Wen Mingyu went to the Imperial College to attend classes as usual.

No matter how nervous he was, the ending came out. Ye Xu was indeed as he said, and asked the servant to queue up early in the morning to buy it first and send it to the Imperial College.

There are quite a few people like him. So, during the break, many people gathered together and squeezed their heads to look at the book.

Although you can watch it later, it is uncomfortable to watch it like this, but who wants to see the plot immediately and doesn’t want to wait at all. Waiting for a minute and a second is a torment.

Only Chu Shuli and Wei Chen sat upright in front of the desk. The former was because of the difference between men and women, and it was inconvenient to read, while the latter paid attention to reading rituals and did not want to watch it like this. He liked to sit and read slowly and think about it word by word, just like tasting a rare and delicious dish.

He didn't want to be spoiled, which affected his reading experience, so he covered his ears tightly. But even so, the sound still came faintly, making him unable to read books. He couldn't control his attention and ran to listen to the movements of those who read books.

From time to time, they said, "It's great, it's great." He couldn't help but think about what new draft reform the protagonist proposed? Is it the one he guessed before?

After a while, another shocked voice came from the next door, "No, why is this so?! I don't believe it!"

Immediately afterwards, I was wailing all kinds of disbelief.

Wei Chen couldn't help but turn his head and looked inadvertently with Wen Mingyu, seeing the complicated and painful expression on his face.

Wei Chen suddenly felt a thump in his mouth, and forgot to cover his ears and put them down.

At this time, a roar of grief penetrated through my brain - "Tang Yiyuan is actually dead?! I don't accept it!"

Wei Chen was caught off guard and was spoiled, which was the most important part of the protagonist. His classmates' voices came one after another, and he made a rough plot intermittently. Tang Yiyuan died of overwork before he saw the reform success.

Wei Chen's eyes turned red, and tears suddenly popped up, and he couldn't help crying.

"What kind of trash ending is this! I don't believe it! Tang Yiyuan is the best, he can't die, I want to write a letter to scold Yumu, he is not a human! I want to spend money to ask him to rewrite it, I want a good ending..."

He cried, suddenly thought of something, and instantly he became even more broken, "It's because my parents don't have money..."

After Wei Chen opened this head, the others immediately seemed to be infected, and their eyes were red, as if they were about to cry.

At this time, everyone's common enemy was the author Tamaki, who passionately scolded him for being a human being.

When Mingyu sat in the seat, she was weak and helpless, and she hugged her in a scolding voice.

He thought.

Who is Yuki? I don't know him at all.

I wrote the ending of be abuser. It was Yumu, what does it have to do with me Wen Mingyu?

They scolded him for being Yuki, not me.

After saying a few words in a row, Wen Mingyu reluctantly convinced me that he was not shaking so hard and slowly calmed down.

但这时,‌人说:“好想知道玉木住哪里,不是为了套麻袋揍人,只是单纯想请他喝茶,我‌太爱他了.”

Wen Mingyu: "..."

If your tone is not so gloomy and terrifying, and you look like you want to bring a knife to your door, maybe you have some confidence.

Should he avoid the limelight during this period so as to avoid losing his horse and being beaten into a pig's head?

‌下下, I just thought about it. It’s not even stranger to take a leave for no reason before school starts.

The bell rang, it was time to start the next class, but the doctoral student was late, but the assistant teacher from the Imperial College came and said that the doctoral student was urgent and that this class would not be completed. Because it happened to be the last class, the students chose to stay and leave early.

The school was quiet, and the students looked down at the book.

Ye Xu suddenly said, "When I saw the ending, I still have a love study, should I go to Yingxianlou for a drink?"
To be continued...