Translator: ChiFu
The slender body, hunched on the bed like a boiled shrimp, kept plucking the hair on his ears, acting as if it were painless. But he had a pink blush on his face, and there was redness at the ends of his eyes. He seemed like he was going to cry out of frustration.
Mu Zhan immediately approached and grabbed his wrist, preventing him from pulling his fur more. In an irritated mood, he tried to control himself and asked in a deep voice, “What happened? Did someone bully you in school?”
When his wrist was caught, Wen Mingyu felt a hazy heat spread to his skin, making him want to pull back his hand. And it wasn’t that he wanted to cry at all. It was just that this feeling was so agonizing that he couldn’t express it.
“No… I just feel a little uncomfortable.”
Mu Zhan then wanted to summon the imperial physician to come over, but Wen Mingyu discouraged him from doing so. He tugged Mu Zhan’s hand so firmly out of anxiety that the two of them fell to the bed.
Mu Zhan was afraid of pressing him, so he reflexively extended his hand to support himself on the bed. He unintentionally shackled Wen Mingyu between himself and the bed, and it was so close that there was something strangely subtle about this position. Mu Zhan’s dark eyes were fixed upon him. After a while, he reached out to wipe the corner of his eye. “There is no reason to keep it in,” he said deeply. “If you have something to say, just say it to this one. If not, this one will find a method to force you to say it later.”
It was not until Mu Zhan got up that he felt the air return all at once. For some reason, when Mu Zhan pressed him down, it made him feel some danger. He was unable to control his panic, and even his breathing was in disarray. Mu Zhan did nothing. The man stood up and moved away. Unexpectedly, he felt a twinge of regret, as though he wished Mu Zhan had done something.
Wen Mingyu was so upset that he couldn’t help but open his mouth, bite Mu Zhan’s clothes, and grind his teeth. After a moment, he came to and let go of the clothes in a hurry.
However, the precious material had been left with the teeth marks of his bite as well as a telltale wet, dark patch.
Wen Mingyu was extremely embarrassed, and to make matters worse, as he looked up, he saw Mu Zhan standing by the bed, watching him.
…When did you start watching?
Have you not just left? Why are you back again?
And not a sound at all—how could you be so sinister!
Wen Mingyu felt so ashamed and angry. Although it was impossible, he desperately wanted to act as though nothing had happened. Therefore, he resolutely transformed into a lop-eared rabbit. As if to convey that I, Wen Mingyu, am unrelated to this and that it is a rabbit’s bite.
Wasn’t chewing something normal for rabbits?
After Wen Mingyu transformed into a rabbit, he let loose of himself even more. He had an unexplained urge to bite into something.
So he pounced on the pillow and indiscriminately bit it with his open mouth. He even nibbled through each and every one of Mu Zhan’s herbal pillows. The dried herbs inside flew out, and some managed to get into Wen Mingyu’s mouth. It tasted painfully better. He quickly spit out his tongue and ‘pooh-poohed’ the herbs.
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This herbal pillow, specially formulated by the imperial physician to soothe Mu Zhan’s mind, was smoked through the pillow core of the medicine bag, which contained a number of valuable medicinal herbs. The fabric used for the pillow was also not the average one.
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He reached out, lifted the lop-eared rabbit up, gathered him in his palms, and wrapped his hands around him. He softly smoothed the lop-eared rabbit’s fur and stroked his ears like he had always done before. Some of the fur had been pulled into a tangle and plucked off by Wen Mingyu himself, exposing some pink meat.
Mu Zhan attempted to untangle his fur, but as soon as his fingertips made contact with the smudge of warmth, they were rejected.
The lop-eared rabbit retreated and lifted its claws to swat Mu Zhan’s hand away. Its round blue eyes glowered at him with an angry warning: ‘I’m super mean. Don’t touch.’ He looked like a bunny with a temper.
Mu Zhan briefly paused. Not caring, he reached out again.
Then the rabbit swatted his hand away again. A soft, sticky cushion of flesh. It was uncertain whether the force was consciously restrained. In any case, Mu Zhan believed that he really didn’t hurt him much. It merely felt like a petulant grumble.
If, supposedly, Wen Mingyu knew what was going through his head, he may have been dead set on slapping him across the bed.
Mu Zhan carried the rabbit to his meal while holding him in one hand and creating a little fictitious cage with his other hand by folding it over him.
Mu Zhan fed the lop-eared rabbit throughout the entire meal, who barked and ate continuously while occasionally shaking his head and yelling “no, no” and extending his claws to indicate that he wanted to eat this and that. He was not at all polite. The emperor was handled as if he were a little palace maid serving dishes.
But Mu Zhan didn’t sense anything. On the contrary, he threw himself into feeding him with great enthusiasm.
The palm-sized rabbit ate quantities that were larger than his body. So it was difficult to understand where all that food was loaded in.
Likely feeling it was strange as well, Mu Zhan couldn’t help but reach out and touch his protruding belly, his movements gentle. This time, Wen Mingyu didn’t object, opening up his tiny belly for him to touch. The smooth, silky fur was warm and hot, gently swaying with each breath. It felt very wonderful to the touch. However, when he touched the obvious little bump, the rabbit on the palm of his hand suddenly erupted and leapt up, diving away as his wet eyes glared at the person with shame and displeasure.
Mu Zhan realized it right away and found it amusing. “This one was rash,” he whispered coaxingly, his heart still a little strange.
Wen Mingyu didn’t look like he believed him, though. When he reached over, he cautiously tucked his paws and took two steps back, appearing ready to push away quite aggressively.
The two of them were at a stalemate for a while. Then Mu Zhan took a piece of sour green fruit in his hand. It was initially circular, but he had the servant slice it into tiny pieces because it was too large for a lop-eared rabbit.
The sour smell came. Wen Mingyu was so hooked that he couldn’t help but twitch his mouth. He grabbed the fruit Mu Zhan had offered him, opened his lips, nibbled it, and then ate it, his mouth accidentally touching his finger.
Mu Zhan smiled and reached out to touch him while he was fidgeting with his fruit. However, Wen Mingyu was on guard and pushed him with his paws with a small, You get lost expression. When Mu Zhan still wanted to touch him, he swallowed the piece of fruit and, in his haste, bit his finger.
Mu Zhan’s eyes darkened as he stared at the rabbit in front of him.
Zhao Dequan was observing the palace servants retrieve the plates when, unknowingly, he noticed His Majesty touching a palm-sized rabbit. The rabbit yelped, cried, and refused indignantly before being pressured into taking a bite out of His Majesty.
Zhao Dequan’s body stiffened because of his extreme shock. This rabbit was a mighty one, accomplishing what many people would not even dare to imagine: harming the body of the emperor.
He served at the imperial court and was an old man by the emperor’s side. He had seen the rabbit many times and was aware of His Majesty’s fondness for it. Even in court, it had accompanied him. However, it bit His Majesty, which was too bold. Would His Majesty be upset if it offended him like that?
Zhao Dequan was uneasy and was about to retreat to leave when His Majesty let out a low chuckle. Surprisingly, His Majesty was in a good mood and didn’t take it personally. Zhao Dequan couldn’t help but think that this rabbit was even comparable to Wen-gongzi in terms of favorability. In the end, though, animals remained inferior to people. That being said, where did Wen-gongzi go?
Although he repressed them, Zhao Dequan had some reservations. He then shut the temple gate and stood watch outside.
Inside the hall.
Wen Mingyu gashed his teeth as he firmly bit Mu Zhan. When he came to, he immediately felt a bit guilty. He wasn’t sure why, but some instinct told him to keep Mu Zhan away from him. Particularly when he touched his ears and back. When the heavy wine struck him, his heart relied on them, yet he was also somewhat reluctant, feeling that he shouldn’t get close to them.
So, when Mu Zhan wanted to touch his ear, he became agitated and bit his hand.
But the other party had just fed him his evening meal and sour fruit. Someone then turned around and began to bite others. Similar to a cruel scumbag who destroyed a bridge once he finished crossing it. The head of the little, lop-eared rabbit drooped, a little chagrined and regretful of what he had just done. Thus, with an apology in his eyes, he loosened his teeth and licked them rather than grinding them.
Mu Zhan felt the wetness and softness on his fingers. His words contained a smile, and his eyes couldn’t help but soften. “It’s alright. This one is not unhappy.”
Even though the rabbit was relieved, he only let go after a while. He then bit into the handkerchief, dragged it over, and threw it into Mu Zhan’s hands, wiping them and rubbing them together in a flurry.
As he watched this series of actions, the smile under Mu Zhan’s eyes widened, and he also wiped his mouth for him.
Then, again, the rabbit was gathered in his hand without touching the ears.
After briefly calming down, Wen Mingyu grew fidgety once more. As he glanced at Mu Zhan’s sleeve before him, twitching his mouth, he wanted to bite…
He held his breath for a second and then attacked, clutching and biting it with tenacity like the dried fruit he had just consumed.
Mu Zhan saw it but did not intervene. He was quite indulgent, placing one arm on the table and the other beneath the lop-eared rabbit to support him lest he fall over if he became overexcited.
Seeing that it was almost time, Mu Zhan brought the drowsy, droopy rabbit to the bath, changed into his bedclothes, and got ready for bed after attending to some affairs.
Wen Mingyu had transformed back into a human and was once again plucking at his own fur when he was lying on the emperor’s bed. Furrowing his brows, Mu Zhan caught his hand. “Doesn’t it hurt at all?”
Wen Mingyu pursed his lips, a little aggrieved. “Hurts, but I can’t help it…”
Even though it hurt, he pulled out the fur as the rim of his eyes started to get red.
Mu Zhan let out a helpless sigh, thinking that being pregnant was such a troublesome and painful thing that brought about a lot of discomfort. He tried to engage in a conversation to keep Wen Mingyu from yanking his hair out.
Wen Mingyu blinked and had a thought. His eyes shone brightly as he chirped, “Then, Your Majesty, allow me to see the dragon horns.”
Mu Zhan froze.
Thinking he didn’t understand, Wen Mingyu gestured to the top of his head. “The one Your Majesty had previously revealed for me to see, the dragon horns.”
Mu Zhan remained silent. He had always loathed that thing. As those people had felt, he felt that it was a trait of a monster. He resisted fiercely in his heart and refused to acknowledge it as part of his body. He kept that “thing” out of the way once he gradually matured and gained control over it. The only time it was out of control was when Wen Mingyu had a fever.
Wen Mingyu, however, had an entirely different look in his eyes. He was intrigued and excited about that thing. It was similar to the affinity people had towards a cat’s meat pad, which could simply be said to be loving the cat as well.
“Show me. I won’t touch it randomly, I swear. Don’t you always caress my ears? A little bit of reciprocity.” Wen Mingyu gave him a bashful, beseeching look.
Mu Zhan didn’t agree. But after a brief pause, tree-fork-like dragon horns jutted from the top of his head, transmitting an obvious sense of majesty and oppression.
They probably wouldn’t be able to stare steadily if it were anyone else. But Wen Mingyu had been so close to him for so long that he was tainted with the scent of his pheromones, so he was not at all scared and even foolishly extended his hand.
That was why sometimes the words of rabbits were just as unreliable as those of scumbags. He swore he wouldn’t do anything random, but he ended up reaching out, touching more than just a hand, and trying to bite. Only Mu Zhan put it away in time, letting him pounce.
Mu Zhan’s brows furrowed, sporting an odd expression. The first time his horn was touched, it turned out to be this kind of sensation. Did Wen Mingyu’s rabbit ears also go numb when he touched them, giving off the impression that he was under control in some way?
As he pondered, he didn’t notice Wen Mingyu’s peculiarity.
With unease in his chest, Wen Mingyu lowered his head. For several days, this was the case, but now it seems to have become more serious. Because Mu Zhan was nearby, he couldn’t make any big movements. Therefore, he cautiously touched it with his arm, and the result… seemed to be that a little area of this clothing was wet?
Shocked, Wen Mingyu had a blank expression.
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