He whispered a word in a soft voice, like a piece of sweet cake.

The content of the words ‌‌ is even more shocking.

I want you to hug me.

How could Mu Zhan not hear it? He wanted to soothe himself. The light and sweet scent floated slowly, invisibly soothing his emotions.

In fact, Mu Zhan feels that he is not uncomfortable. Those are all things that have happened in the past, and he has long been used to it, and he will not ask for something that does not belong to him. Moreover, that

The so-called maternal love is not precious.

To him, there was no difference between today and every other day. It was very ordinary. It was just that the people in the palace thought too much, so he was like a bird licking its wounds alone.

Monsters are also likely to suddenly become sad and angry, venting their emotions on them.

But he wasn't sad, he just felt a little empty.

In this case, there is no need for comfort.

Mu Zhan thought this, and when he lowered his head and saw Wen Mingyu lying next to his legs and opening her hands towards him, his heart suddenly palpitated.

Mu Zhan silently picked up the man and made him sit on his lap, facing each other, holding his waist tightly with both hands, as if he was trying to rub the man into flesh and blood.

Wen Mingyu sat obediently in his arms, and stretched out her arms to hug him back, tightly hugging his back, and resting her chin on his shoulders. The two of them pressed their chests against each other, breathing shallowly and vigorously.

‌Heartbeats and ‌ seem to be blended and entangled together.

Wen Mingyu lay on his back, unable to see his expression, nor did she deliberately try to look at him. She just raised her hand to touch his silk-like long hair, caressing it slowly and gently.

Like putting a child to sleep.

This was the first time for Mu Zhan to be coaxed like this. He felt very strange and uncomfortable. He subconsciously hugged Wen Mingyu's waist tightly and said in a deep voice: "I'm not uncomfortable, and I don't need comfort."

Wen Mingyu stayed in his arms, deliberately playing with his hair and saying, "But I want you to hug me."

Mu Zhan was speechless, and a quiet silence flowed between them, but it was not awkward at all, but revealed a kind of tranquility and peace.

Wen Mingyu tilted her head and rubbed the side of his neck. Because her chin was resting on his shoulder, her voice was a little vague, "Do I want to become a rabbit?"

Mu Zhan paused for a moment, then the corners of his lips curved slightly, "If you don't want to, that would be very embarrassing."

Wen Mingyu said softly, ‌‌.

At this time of the year, he had just traveled through the world not long ago, and he didn't know what was special about this day, let alone whether Mu Zhan was uncomfortable. Now that he thought about Mu Zhan being alone at that time, he felt sad.

Comfortable.

When a person is in a bad mood, rua plush hair will feel very healed and become much more relaxed.

Wen Mingyu heard that he shouldn't turn into a rabbit. After thinking about it, he simply exposed his rabbit ears, tilted his head, and passed the plush velvet over, ‌: "Then do you want to touch my ‌ ears?"

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It's like a lop-eared rabbit that persistently crawls into the palm of its owner's hand, begging for fur in all kinds of coquettish ways.

Mu Zhan couldn't help but laugh, stretched out his hand to pinch the rabbit ears hanging by his face, and touched them gently. The soft and warm feel was indeed very good, making people unable to put it down.

Mu Zhan felt that he did not need comfort, but Wen Mingyu tried his best to make him not sad, which made his heart soften uncontrollably, as if his heart was soaked in warm spring water.

‌, very warm.

There is no need to miss the loved one who once was there. He can find his own loved one.

The depression in Mu Zhan's heart slowly faded away in this warm embrace, until finally, it disappeared without a trace.

Wen Mingyu accompanied him quietly, her whole body smelled sweet.

Mu Zhan casually brought up a topic and asked him to chat with him. He liked to see his bright smile, his eyebrows curved, clear and clean, like a little sun.

And he took this little sun into his arms, monopolizing every ray of light, letting him be tainted with his own aura and marked with his own ‌ ​​from ‌ to ‌.

Mu Zhan held him tightly, feeling extremely satisfied.

Later, he carried Wen Mingyu into the inner hall, knelt down and sat on the bed, and lowered the bed curtain.

He asked Wen Mingyu if he could coax him in another way.

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, nodded in agreement, and was even mentally prepared that it would be very intense. But Mu Zhan was very gentle, treating him like a fragile treasure, for fear of breaking him.

In the next few days, Mu Zhan seemed to be suffering from skin hunger syndrome and always wanted to hold him. Wen Mingyu was a little helpless, but when she met his deep eyes, she couldn't refuse.

Indulging Mu Zhan's clinginess.

It was fine a few days ago, but later on, Wen Mingyu became a little anxious.

Because Mu Zhan’s birthday is coming soon.

Mu Zhan didn't care about birthdays, but Wen Mingyu thought that Mu Zhan celebrated his birthday last year, so of course he wanted to celebrate it for him. Mu Zhan was the emperor, so he naturally didn't lack anything. Wen Mingyu thought about it.

‌, the most suitable ‌ is to cook longevity noodles.

Because he just made a bowl of noodles, he always felt that it was not enough, so he wanted to make it perfect and eat it. However, Wen Mingyu came from the interstellar era and used to drink nutritional supplements, so naturally he would not

Cooking. If you do this, you have to learn from the royal chef.

After school, he wanted to spend more time on this. But Mu Zhan knew very well about his time after school, so he could only find time to go out and play with friends.

After he came out, Mu Zhan stared at him for a while. He felt guilty and almost wanted to attack him, but Mu Zhan nodded and let him play.

‌Be happy and come back soon‌.

Wen Mingyu suddenly felt that he was like a scumbag who abandoned his wife and went out to live in a drunken life. She covered her breasts and felt a little pain in her conscience.

However, gifts still need to be prepared‌.

So, Wen Mingyu studied seriously with the imperial chef for several days, and was finally able to make a bowl of longevity noodles that was both delicious and delicious.

On the day of Mu Zhan's birthday, Wen Mingyu cooked longevity noodles and brought them to Mu Zhan, looking at him eagerly, expecting and nervous.

"This is what I made. I may not have made it for you to eat...you can try it."

Mu Zhan looked at the longevity noodles in front of him intently. Compared with the luxurious and exquisite imperial cuisine, it was much simpler, but it could be clearly seen that the chef put his best effort into everything.

At the end, the steaming mist rises, blurring the vision, and the rich fragrance keeps coming.

Mu Zhan picked up his chopsticks, lowered his head and started eating, tasting carefully and finishing the entire bowl.

He looked at Wen Mingyu and smiled: "It's very delicious."

Wen Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief, raised a bright smile, and said briskly: "Happy birthday!"

Mu Zhan nodded, he was indeed very happy.

Wen Ming Yujue felt that he had found a family member in him. With a family, he felt the same in other places.

Because he heard that Mingyu was here, he would be very happy and he would always be so happy.

Spring ‌Autumn ‌, three years of cold and heat.

Wen Mingyu was finally about to graduate from the Imperial College. He and his classmates participated in the Spring Festival and were successfully admitted and awarded the title of Gongshi. A month later, he had to take the Imperial Examination again.

The imperial examination only tests policy questions, and the questions are set by the emperor. Basically, they are about political affairs such as national security, national economy and people's livelihood. The candidates answer the questions, which is the so-called countermeasures, which is equivalent to writing an essay on current affairs.

Candidates enter at dawn and go through etiquette such as roll call, dismissal of papers, praises, salutes, etc., and then the examiner issues the questions. The palace examination only lasts for one day. Papers are handed in at dusk, and the test papers, palm papers, seals, etc. are collected by the officials, and the last eight marking officers are

They take turns marking papers, and the best ones are submitted to the emperor for imperial approval.*

When Wen Mingyu was in the interstellar era, he never took the college entrance examination, so he didn't know how he would feel. But now here, he is really nervous. No, the closer the exam time is, the more he feels.

The more uneasy I feel.

When I first started studying, I just wanted to be a civil servant. Later, I was influenced by smart and diligent classmates in school, and my mood gradually changed. I couldn't help but work harder and harder, and I wanted to be a civil servant.

Do it as best as possible.

He and his friends all passed Chunwei. Naturally, Wei Chen did not use ‌‌, and became famous as a child prodigy. Not only was he admitted, he was also the first Huiyuan; Chu Shuli and Shao Yan also always had good grades.

‌, he ranked very high when the list was released; while Ye Xu floated over at low altitude. When he saw his name on the list, he was surprised. His father was very happy. ‌You brat is still very good.

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However, Ye Xu was very suspicious that this was the reason for his "careless making of friends". He originally wanted to repeat the grade until he was kicked out of the Imperial College, but he ended up being kicked out by the people around him who worked too hard.

After catching the infection, he began to study without knowing it, and he no longer looked like himself. However, he was obviously happy to pass the exam, and he felt good about his personality.

Wen Mingyu was so nervous about the palace examination that she almost wanted to stick to the desk and not leave. Mu Zhan saw it and reassured her: "There is no elimination in the palace examination. It is just a ranking. You have passed the general examination, so there is no need to worry."

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This is true, but how can it be controlled? Moreover, this ranking has an important impact on candidates' entry into officialdom and promotion. Now thousands of troops are crossing the single-plank bridge to select more than two hundred tributes.

Competition is bound to be fierce.

Mu Zhan said again: "If you are like this, at the end of the imperial examination, you will be nervous and speechless when I ask you, right?"

If the emperor attaches great importance to the imperial examination and has time, he will select the top ten after the candidates have finished the examination and the examiners have marked the papers, and conduct an imperial edict or an interview with his immediate superior. Mu Zhan will be on the throne after he ascends the throne.

After that, he published papers and issued edicts in person every year.

Wen Mingyu had heard this before, but was not very worried, "I probably won't be in the top ten, so I won't have to face the Holy Spirit."

Mu Zhan didn't think so, "I've seen you take the exam, and your answers were very good. I also understand your level of policy making. There can't be any problems with the top ten, and it should be the top five."

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To be continued...