‌For Chu Shuli, Cai Xinhan was even more contemptuous and did not take her words seriously. He seemed to think that women should stay at home and embroider and should not go to the Imperial College to study beyond their means. But he would not bully Chu Shuli like before.

When someone behaves like that, he ignores and denies everything she says, which is more like a secret mental suppression.

Fortunately, Chu Shuli was not affected and stayed with them almost all the time, rarely coming into contact with Cai Xinhan.

Cai Xinhan's attitude toward all of them was very unfair, and most of it was based on family background. Such snobbish and prejudiced behavior made Wen Mingyu very disgusted and decided not to interact with Cai Xinhan in the future. Previously, the other party was inexplicable.

When I came here to say that I wanted to be friends, it only made him feel that it was a bad purpose.

The day's classes at the Imperial College are over.

Wen Mingyu returned to Tai Chi Hall and immediately forgot about Cai Xinhan. Why bother remembering an annoying person?

During dinner, Wen Mingyu chatted with Mu Zhan about the interesting things that happened during the day as usual. Mu Zhan would also talk to him about some political affairs. Depending on what he thought, it felt a bit like a monarch and ministers discussing matters, just casually.

The atmosphere of chatting is not too serious. From this, Wen Mingyu can learn a lot.

As night fell, everything fell into darkness and became blurry. In the palace, elegant and luxurious palace lanterns were lit. The candlelight was soft and hazy, as if stars had fallen on the ground.

Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan had already taken a bath, put on their pajamas, and lay down on the bed to prepare for bed.

But Wen Mingyu didn't close her eyes and sleep like before. She was very energetic and got into Mu Zhan's arms. Then she felt that she was still not close enough, so she simply climbed up with her arms and legs and hugged Mu Zhan's neck.

Half lying on him.

He folded his arms on Mu Zhan's chest, rested his chin on it, and stared at Mu Zhan without blinking. The distance was very close. If he leaned forward a little, he could touch Mu Zhan's chin and kiss him.

"That light wheel last night... did you build it because of me?"

Wen Mingyu couldn't help but asked this question.

After Guozi listened to Ye Xu's words today, he couldn't calm down. When he returned to Tai Chi Hall in the evening, he wanted to ask, but he was a little embarrassed. It wasn't until it was dark at night that he couldn't resist.

Impulsively, I approached him and asked.

Mu Zhan was stunned for a moment. He put his hand on the back of his neck and pinched him. Seeing that he was shaking slightly unbearably, he put his other hand on his lower back, circled it, and with a little force, he pulled him up.

He raised it and pulled her closer to him, almost their faces were touching each other. When Mingyu opened his mouth to speak, he would kiss him.

The two people's breaths intertwined and were hot, and the strong smell of fruit wine brushed against their lips and stained them with moisture.

"How did you know?"

Mu Zhan's words were equivalent to an admission.

Wen Mingyu was stunned and did not answer. Instead, he asked: "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I told you what you were going to do?"

"Then I wouldn't have left so early last night. The lantern wheel is so beautiful and you prepared it. It would be a pity not to see more." Wen Mingyu said without thinking.

Mu Zhan raised the corners of his lips, obviously in a good mood, "It would be good to come back early, and besides, there is more than just one light wheel, and there will be many others in the future."

After hearing what he said before, Wen Mingyu remembered the ringing of the young girl's bell last night and wanted to take it off, but Mu Zhan refused to give it and her face turned red. When Mu Zhan gave it to him, he had never thought of this.

‌After hearing the next words, he couldn't help but chuckle, "It makes me look like some kind of evil concubine..."

"No, you didn't ask me for anything. I did it on my own initiative." When Mu Zhan said this, he seemed a little dissatisfied that Wen Mingyu didn't ask for anything from him.

"Furthermore, you are not a concubine, but a lonely queen."

The low and sexy voice was close to the ear, and the moist and hot breath passed by, almost kissing it, making Wen Mingyu feel itchy, and his heart also trembled violently.

Mu Zhan hugged him, lowered his head and kissed him. The kiss was not deep, just a soft touch, a light peck, and then said: "I won't go too far and let you get a bad reputation."

."

After saying that, he pried open the gap between Wen Mingyu's lips and slowly took away his breath. The kiss was extremely delicate and gentle, as if he was appreciating a rare treasure and tasting a peerless delicacy.

Wen Mingyu's upper body was lying on Mu Zhan, but her legs were still on the bed. As she breathed rapidly, her body tensed unconsciously, her lower back collapsed, forming a beautiful arc, and her toes curled up into a ball on the soft mattress.

wrinkles.

When he was being kissed in a daze, Wen Mingyu thought to himself, in fact, he was happy that Mu Zhan did this for him. And he didn't go too far. It was to celebrate the festival and let everyone in the capital appreciate it.

to such a lantern festival.

While he was moved, Mu Zhan suddenly asked: "Have you thought of a new story?"

Wen Mingyu was a little confused. She didn't know why the topic suddenly jumped so much, and she looked confused.

Mu Zhan said: "I have thought of one for you, a young master and a guard. The young master was planning to get married because of family arrangements. When the guard found out, he became angry and snatched the marriage that night. He abducted the young master in red wedding clothes back to his home.

What do you think about being locked up?"

Wen Mingyu: "...???"

He was even more stunned, what is this?!

But Mu Zhan was very interested. As soon as he turned over, he put his hands on the soft mattress beside Wen Mingyu's face. The shadow shrouded him, and the strong alcohol pheromones were full of aggression. He said slowly: "Lonely

Let me act it out with you so that you can feel more immersed in it, okay?"

Wen Mingyu's eyes widened blankly. What's good? Of course it's not!

"Master, where do you want to go? Do you want to go back and get married?" Mu Zhan said in a low voice, leaning against his neck.

Warm breath fell on the skin. Wen Mingyu felt itchy and subconsciously reached out to push his chin, but his hand was immediately grabbed and his fingertips were kissed. Mu Zhan lowered his eyes and stared at him.

It is as deep as a whirlpool, as if it can suck people in.

"Don't move. I'm unhappy right now and can easily be irritated. Master, you don't want to see me angry, right?" Mu Zhan raised his eyes, his long eyelashes were like dark crow feathers, and he squinted slightly,

The ends of his eyes were raised, and there was obvious danger in his tone.

Wen Mingyu felt that he was probably crazy. Seeing Mu Zhan like this, he actually felt a little excited, his scalp was numb, and he asked eagerly: "How do you get angry?"

Mu Zhan raised his eyebrows, surprise flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up as if he wanted to smile, but in order to continue acting, he held back, "The young master is getting married to someone else."

Wen Mingyu said decisively: "Oh, then I just want to marry someone else."

Mu Zhan lowered his head and kissed the side of his neck, as if trying to conceal his feelings, and said in a cold voice: "Then it's even more impossible for me to let you go. The young master will stay here for the rest of his life."

I thought that Wen Mingyu would go along with the performance and said, "Don't be too wild and wishful thinking." But Wen Mingyu responded, "Okay."

Mu Zhan looked up and looked at him with a smile.

A good sadistic script collapses like this, it's all sugar, how can it continue to act?

Mu Zhan reached out and lowered the bed curtain, took the person into his arms, and kissed her, his words blurred between his lips and teeth.

"Then the young master will always stay with me. Don't even think about going back on your word."

Wen Mingyu's answer was very direct and clear, and he kissed her back.

The scene was not finished until midnight. The guard carried his young master to the bath. After serving him, he returned to bed and fell asleep with his arms around the young master.

The next day, the palace servants woke them up.

Wen Mingyu got up with half-closed eyes, hugged the brocade quilt, shook her body twice, and fell back onto the bed, as if she had sunk into a soft cloud. Mu Zhan looked at it, and was stunned.

‌, reached out and scratched his chin, "You're so sleepy, why don't you go?"

Wen Mingyu immediately opened his eyes, "No."

He yawned and moved to the bedside. Mu Zhan held his hand and said, "I will take care of the young master."

Wen Mingyu glared at him and asked to do it himself, but Mu Zhan didn't just say that, he actually took over and helped him wash and change clothes.

After breakfast, they set off together and separated halfway.

Imperial College.

When Wen Mingyu walked into the school and sat down, Wei Chen was already there. When he saw him, he seemed to have something to say. He walked straight over, but suddenly stopped, and said with confusion: "This

Will the weather also bring mosquitoes?"

Wen Mingyu was stunned.

Wei Chen raised his hand and tapped his finger on his neck, "You have a red spot here because you were bitten by a mosquito."

Wen Mingyu understood instantly, her ears turned red, and she said dryly: "Yes...yes, mosquito."

After saying that, Wen Mingyu, who didn't want to spoil the child, quickly changed the subject and asked him what he wanted to say when he came over. Fortunately, Wei Chen just said that casually and didn't care, so he started talking about the topic.

When class was about to start, Wen Mingyu reached out to pick up the book, but suddenly found that the position of the things seemed not quite right. There was a slight difference in the way he always placed them.

He flipped through it subconsciously and found that nothing was missing. Maybe someone just accidentally bumped into his desk?
Chapter completed!