Learning words entails not just the definition of a word, but it also involves learning to utilize it in any situation, which naturally necessitates a higher level of grammar and other skills.
It’s not enough to simply continue to learn in the class, Wen Mingyu also has to read more books outside of it. It’s for the same reason that when learning English, he trains his senses for the language by understanding foreign original films and television works through watching it in its original language.
Gong Xue acted in a stern manner, but not to the point of being pedantic. It’s difficult to discuss things about different short story texts, and scholars don’t like to talk about these things, and they certainly don’t want to reveal to people they’ve seen them. Wen Mingyu was not allowed to read story scripts, but Gong Xue suggested a few for him to look outside of the class. He can not only relax, but also strike a proper balance between studying and rest if he read them after class.
Thus Wen Mingyu began reading the scripts in this manner, and he read ten lines at one glance. Naturally, he needed more books to keep coming on a regular basis since he’s a fast reader.
The palace was in the deep depths of the water, the Imperial guards patrol day and night, then changing positions in shifts. It seems that the complex, large palace was protected like a golden fortress, yet there are calculated conspiracies afoot. Inside the palace, not everyone is devoted to the Emperor, and there are always some people who have nefarious motives and are pawns of a certain force outside.
In this period of time, If Zhao Dequan hadn’t asked people to keep an eye on Wen Mingyu’s side, then he’s afraid that he wouldn’t have noticed it. Because the issue lies within a page of a script.
Zhao Dequan’s godson recognized something wasn’t quite right, he handed over the script that was to be sent to Wen Mingyu, his face frighteningly pale. Zhao Dequan got a horrible premonition and when he took a look at it, his countenance immediately became unpleasant.
What was written on it was…..
The perpetrator is attempting to put some people to death.
Not only Wen Mingyu, but also those who oversaw the script, are most likely to perish.
Zhao Dequan was as white as a sheet of paper. After much deliberation, he finally decided to present the script to the Emperor for his final judgement. After all, even if he kept it hidden from him, and His Majesty finds out later, he will only die as a miserable man in the future.
Mu Zhan glanced at the script that was presented and said, frowning, “Zhao Dequan, do you think I have the time to read a textbook?”
Zhao Dequan buried his head deep in his hands and replied respectfully, “This is a script from Young Master Wen’s place, inside….. There is something wrong inside. This servant asks Your Majesty to look at its contents.”
Mu Zhan had a certain guess and extended his hand to pick the script.
It was abnormally quiet in the hall.
A drop of cold sweat fell from Zhao Dequan’s forehead. The entire person seemed to have been set on a roasting rack, and it was like a sharp guillotine was hovering over his head, falling any moment to chop off his head, making him doubly miserable.
A grimly laugh came from above.
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Itjb Gfdejc ralii xfqa tlr tfjv ybkfv jcv tf vlvc’a vjgf wbnf.
“This old man who has no concept of life and death dares to put his hand inside this one’s palace. Zhao Dequan, peel off the person’s skin who sent the script and hang it on the door of Rong Guo gong’s mansion.”
Itjb Gfdejc rtevvfgfv, tjralis xcffifv vbkc jcv yfuufv lc j ibk nblmf, agslcu tlr yfra ab qert vbkc atf ofjg, “Tbeg Zjpfras, la kjr atf ubvrbc bo atlr rijnf. Lf gfnlfkfv atf rmglqa jcv rqbaafv atf qgbyifw, yea tf jirb rjk atf mbcafca. Ktlr rijnf nfcaegfv ab yfu obg wfgms, jcv kjcafv ab jrx Llr Zjpfras tbk ab vfji klat ….”
- Mu Zhan’s expression was grim and cold, and the fundus of his eyes showed abnormally streaks of crimson blood. He radiated gloom and a desire to kill. In his eyes, there appear to be no living creatures. “This matter is not urgent. You first send the script to Wen Mingyu. This one’s interested in what his reaction will be when he reads it.”
Zhao Dequan was shocked and couldn’t help but look up without warning, but as soon as he met Mu Zhan’s gaze, he sank deeply and pressed his forehead to the ground again.
“……Yes. This slave will retreat now.”
Zhao Dequan bowed deeply and exited out of the hall door, feeling extremely complicated and even more so chilled. In the end, even if His Majesty dotes on people, if he says just one word, they will still be killed.
The script’s content is forbidden to be seen by anyone. If the people of Rong Guo gong succeeded in sending it to Wen Mingyu, he would be killed after reading it. It was stopped in time, but he was tasked to send it over. He has no reason to kill Wen Mingyu, but what else can he do.
Zhao Dequan had little luck for survival. Since this matter has yet to pass, until His Majesty’s murderous intent has not abated, everyone’s safety is not secured.
Wen Mingyu had no idea. He received the script, and read it as usual. When Zhao Dequan delivered the script, he had just completed reading the other text in his hand, and there were still some unfinished thoughts, so he was eager to continue reading it.
Zhao Dequan opened his lips then hesitated, with an expression of wanting to say something, and finally, he eventually backed away.
Wen Mingyu quickly skimmed over it. It was a story book that described the dynasty’s different local customs and practices. The writing was both witty and intriguing, so he was deeply interested and involved, he didn’t even notice that Mu Zhan arrived. The palace servants knelt and saluted without uttering a sound, this was ordered by Mu Zhan.
Wen Mingyu finally reached that page.
He took a look at it, and his initial reaction was that the previous text didn’t continue in this one, which was odd. Is this a pirated edition?
After a brief lapse in awareness, he recovered consciousness and shut the script with a snap, as if it were a man-eating monster rather than a book.
The hair on Wen Mingyu’s back rose and he broke in cold sweat. He should have known something was amiss the moment he saw the first word. Now that he glanced at it, the entire page was imprinted in his mind. At this point, the ability to never forget will be the cause of his death.
When San Xi previously told him the harem’s secret, he stopped him, and didn’t listen. As a result, he still received a big somersault here. Who is so vicious to murder him in such a heinous manner? !
Wen Mingyu felt the icy cold in his heart, and he was scared out of his wits. A little snow-white ball popped out of terror, shifting uncomfortably under his buttocks, as if this was its nature.
He considered feigning ignorance, stealthily erasing the script, but who would have expected that he met eye to eye with Mu Zhan, one of the protagonists in the palace’s secrets, as he looked up.
Wen Mingyu was so terrified that his soul fled forth, as quick as lightning.
He could feel that his tail had appeared, poking out from beneath his trousers, which would be alright since it was hidden and unnoticed, but if the ears on the top of his head…..
He hurriedly raised his hands and pulled his long sleeves over his head. He lay on the table and coughed heartily, half true and half false. Indeed he strangled with dread and choked, but he coughed even more to cover it up.
His emotions fluctuated too much, and the ups and downs were too much for him to handle, so the rabbit’s ear sprung out and hung softly on the side of his face, as pitiful as he was.
Inadvertently discovered the monarch and his court’s secrets, and the original form is about to be unveiled.
What the f*ck is this Shura field?! He’s dead!
Wen Mingyu was coughing when he felt a touch on the back of his neck, gently stroking him and assisting him with his breathing. He would normally thank him in normal circumstances, but this man was the tyrant. Is he genuinely smoothing his breath? Not attempting to peel his skin off and pick the bones? It was not a hand at all, but a venomous serpent crawling through!
Furthermore, a rabbit’s back can’t be touched…..
Wen Mingyu felt a tingle that washed over him like overwhelming waves, sweeping his rationality, rendering him powerless to resist his inclination of turning from a limpy hairy ball into a white, soft rabbit cake, stretching his claws and jiojio and revealing his small tummy.
He couldn’t stop himself from letting out a small, pitiful-sounding sob.
The hand on his back came to a halt, and, for some reason, retracted back.
Despite the fact that it has been withdrawn, he will certainly have to face the secret text. Still, Wen Mingyu breathes a sigh of relief, because any more additional touch will most likely result in him being unable to resist and turn into a droopy-eared rabbit.
If you have visible fluffy ears and a tail, you will undoubtedly be mistaken for a demon. In ancient times, he would be burned to death.
Wen Mingyu quickly tucked the rabbit’s ears. At the last moment when he hid it, Mu Zhan held his wrist to the side and he was obliged to show his head. It was an extremely risky move.
Mu Zhan reached out and cupped his chin, forcing him to raise his head.
The end of the eyes are red, and the eyelids are soaked with tears that moistened his thick eyelashes, causing them to adhere together like delicate little flowers wet by rain. It was exceedingly vulnerable, and it’s natural to want to look after it, but it also breeds an inexplicable need to crush the fine petals and watch its juice slowly flow out.
“This one hasn’t said anything yet, and you’re already crying?”
Mu Zhan lowered his eyes with a condescending look on his face, his eyes complicated.
Wen Mingyu choked a little, “……. I’m not crying.”
It’s just that I coughed so hard that I felt like my lungs were about to collapse, thus these tears are nothing.
The eyelashes quivered unintentionally, a drop of translucent tears trickled down to his cheek, further down to his chin, and brushing onto Mu Zhan’s fingertips. Mu Zhan scratched lightly, and the tip of his fingers dampen. There left an inexplicable sensation as the tears continued to streamed down.
Wen Mingyu was itchy and shrank unconsciously, but he was quickly pinched even tighter, causing faint discomfort. He didn’t dare move.
“What did you see just now?”
Wen Mingyu gulped nervously, “…….I didn’t see anything. I can’t read.”
Mu Zhan laughed a little, “Is that so? Then this one will read it to you.”
Wen Mingyu: ”…….”
Holy sh*t. How can I still pretend if you act like that!
This chapter was fun, I really love translating his horror. Hahah no, ChiFu is not an S. I’m quite glad that I’m not the type to cherish something by staining it. Hooray! Tyrant always say this but he can’t even lift a finger to our rabbit… XD
Note: The scripts that appeared a lot this chapter is 话本 huàben it’s a Chinese short- or medium-length story or novella mostly written in simple classical Chinese. The content could be history, emperors/generals or a novel like the stories of daily lives of ordinary people.
Instead of changing things frequently, I will just wait until I reach 30 chapters haha I got the gist of names and titles now, I guess.
He’s leaving him with no way out huh? Our pitiful little rabbit. I want to see Mu Zhan’s reaction to his true form though…
Thank you for the chapter~
fufu definitely not that cough XD
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
Poor rabbit…
Lol almost thought his rabbit form would be exposed, but still too early, huh xD
Thanks for the chapter! <3
yeah XD I think it’s 30 past,
You’re welcome, thank you for reading!
WAAAA I WANT TO KNOW WHAT’S IN THE LETTER ASFUDKABFKJSJDIXJSOSUS
Anyways thank you for the chapter 💖💖💖💖
Oh my goodness, I like cute boys with rabbit’s ears!
Thank you for new chapter
Thanks for the chapter ♥️♥️
Thank you for the chapter
What’s the secret! I need to know! Poor rabbit :<
Thank You for the new chapter! ʚ♡⃛ɞ(ू•ᴗ•ू❁)
hahah take a guess! >> Have a nice read!
Thanks for the chapter ~
Thank you for reading!~
Poor Wen Mingyu has so much going on at once haha. At least he managed to hide his ears! Hopefully however else he reacts will end up making Mu Zhan spare any innocents implicated too, rip
Thank you so much for translating! <3
Not crying, can’t read, not a bunny…lol
Emperor: “What did you see just now?”
Our bunny: “What up, I’m Wen Mingyu, I’m 16, and I never f-ing learned how to read”