Translator: ChiFu
For a while, Wen Mingyu was in a state of shock. Unable to come back to his senses, his entire body was dumbfounded.
Shocked and unconvinced.
However, the truth was so clear that it was impossible to ignore it.
Wen Mingyu shut his eyes, then gingerly opened them again. Still, he truly wasn’t mistaken. He had a soulless look on his face.
Because he had his head bowed, Mu Zhan didn’t see his unusual blush. He only noticed the partially hidden redness of his ears in his hair. He smiled a little, thinking that Wen Mingyu was easily demure these days.
Mu Zhan touched his ear. The temperature was perceptibly high—hot and soft. Just as he touched it, the man cringed a little.
His head lowered, Wen Mingyu murmured, “…I’m going to sleep.”
After saying that, he really sank into the nest of clothing. He nearly smothered his face in them as he hugged them. Mu Zhan was aware that even if he managed to fish out the person this time, he would definitely hunker down and bury himself again later, much like a young ostrich. Mu Zhan found it to be extremely adorable. Watching him fall asleep with his own clothes in his arms gave him an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Since Wen Mingyu slept obediently and stopped picking at the fur on his rabbit ears, he didn’t do anything more. After watching him for a while, he followed him and closed his eyes.
Wen Mingyu, however, was completely unable to sleep as he curled up into a ball. He was so shocked by what he had just seen that he was wide awake. But he couldn’t let Mu Zhan know. Therefore, he had to remain motionless with his head bowed, breathing slowly, and acting as though he had drifted to sleep.
Even though he intended to leave it alone, it eventually grew a touch chilly. His clothes still clung to his skin in an uncomfortable way. He slowly moved his hand, then instantly went back to being stiff with a very conflicted expression.
After a long time, he eventually couldn’t hold it any longer and gently and gingerly raised his head, quietly observing Mu Zhan, who was plainly sleeping with his eyes closed. After observing him for a bit, Wen Mingyu then decided to sneak out of bed and go change his clothing. Although there were numerous clothes on the bed, if he changed here, he would undoubtedly wake Mu Zhan up, no matter how careful he was.
He thus made extremely quiet, almost imperceptible movements as he climbed down and attempted to step over Mu Zhan to slip out of bed. While the entire procedure was drawn out and stressful, it went off without a hitch.
It was only in the middle that Mu Zhan suddenly moved, scaring Wen Mingyu, who almost suffered a heart collapse after being startled. He thought he had awakened. After a period of standing still, he realized he hadn’t opened his eyes and must have simply been moving aimlessly while sleeping. He continued after being relieved to find that he hadn’t opened his eyes.
In order to avoid making any noise, Wen Mingyu didn’t wear shoes and trod on the ground barefoot. Because the ground had been scorched with earthworms and blankets had been spread, it wasn’t cold at all.
Because he was acting covertly, he couldn’t control his nerves and didn’t even try to look at the situation more than once. After clumsily cleaning his chest with the clothes he had just worn, he hurriedly changed and went back to the bedside. Raising one foot, he kneeled on the edge of the bed, stepped over Mu Zhan like earlier, then went back to his sleeping position.
He had just reached out and placed his hand on the nest he had constructed and was about to successfully take the last step, secretly relieved, when a hand suddenly appeared beside him, straddling his waist. Then, with a light tug, he was then made to collapse on top of Mu Zhan, landing directly on top of his chest.
Mu Zhan carefully managed his force. He supported his waist while holding his arm. It was fine and only startled Wen Mingyu. When did he wake up?!
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Mu Zhan tensed up, his expression changing slightly. “Belly pain?”
Wen Mingyu shook his head.
But Mu Zhan didn’t believe him and stood up, wanting to carry Wen Mingyu to the side hall and summon the imperial physician. Wen Mingyu saw what he was intending and hastily reached for his sleeve to stop him. “No need! I’m really fine.”
“Not until you tell this one what is going on.” Mu Zhan paused, furrowing his brows, and said, “Why even change your clothes?”
Mu Zhan suspected that he was concealing something and thus refused to talk about it, which could easily make things go wrong. The feeling of being out of control bothered Mu Zhan. It wired him.
Wen Mingyu pursed his lips, trying to speak but finding it difficult. He could only subconsciously clutch his lapels. When Mu Zhan looked down, he saw a little, damp stain that was darker than the fabric just next to it. It wasn’t as plain to see. He would have missed it if he hadn’t paid close attention.
Mu Zhan just froze for a moment before quickly understanding the situation. Because he had no prior knowledge of it, and after finding out that Wen Mingyu was expecting, he had the imperial physician explain a lot to himself about pregnancy. He even read a few books that were related to it, but only for a few pages. There just happened to be some writing about this.
Mu Zhan’s eyes darkened. His tone was husky and low. “This one will look at it for you.”
Without even letting his words sink in, Wen Mingyu shook his head, and his face immediately turned red.
“Don’t fret; it’s a normal occurrence. This one has sought the imperial physician. It needs to be released or it will cause discomfort. Are you just going to leave it like that? It would be harder later and it won’t do good for your health either.” Mu Zhan lowered his voice, which in the calm night sounded exceptionally tender, as if he were coaxing a stubborn child.
Wen Mingyu shook his head vigorously and tightened his hold on his lapel after hearing this. The candles had been extinguished, and the light inside the hall was dim, leaving only the moonlight from outside to illuminate the bed, so he could barely make out something by the light.
A dimly illuminated ray of light just touched Mu Zhan’s brow, still blending in the shadows. He gave off a sense of danger when he fixed someone with such a fierce gaze, as if he were acting with malicious intent. Even if it didn’t, Wen Mingyu couldn’t just let him look at him so openly.
A moment of silence.
Mu Zhan grabbed his wrist and whispered, “Quit being willful and consider your body. How are you going to get to class tomorrow in this condition.”
Wen Mingyu suddenly recalled what had happened earlier in the day and blushed; his ears were also a touch red. Mu Zhan squinted a little. The night was faintly illuminated, but he still saw it.
Wen Mingyu ultimately lost the battle and fell behind, unable to resist Mu Zhan’s strength. His hands were bound and resting on the plush mattress.
Mu Zhan turned his attention to his stiff spot. It seemed to be a sorry sight, being clearly red, swollen, and twitching weakly.
Mu Zhan’s mind hummed for a bit, and he seemed unable to think.
Wen Mingyu cocked his head and closed his eyes in self-deception, pretending nothing had happened if he didn’t see it. Nevertheless, the unusual silence made him a little flustered. He subconsciously wanted to say something, but the instant after that…his entire body froze.
After a long time.
Then and only then did Mu Zhan complete his assistance. Fortunately, there wasn’t much, or Wen Mingyu would have been tormented even more, yet even that seemed like a donkey’s year to him.
Wen Mingyu cinched his lapels quickly. He was about to sigh with relief and turn in for the night in an effort to escape this when he saw Mu Zhan licking the corner of his lips, half smiling with a very meaningful expression, as if he were savoring something.
When Wen Mingyu recognized what was happening, his blood rushed through his brain, and the rest of his body became completely cooked, like a boiled shrimp. Even his toes were slightly curled up and lightly flushed scarlet.
Mu Zhan felt his gaze and met his eyes. He did not harbor any guilt over being found out. Instead, he smiled openly and said, “I’m a little curious.”
Curiosity shouldn’t be like that!!!
Wen Mingyu experienced a heat wave in his brain. It had gone blank, and then, as if a plethora of things had flashed through his mind, he finally snapped his head down and buried it in the pile of clothes. He chose to be an ostrich.
Mu Zhan laughed softly, in the best of spirits. He reached out to touch his head and whispered, “Go to bed, and no more teasing.”
Wen Mingyu sank even lower, nearly burying his head in the pile of clothes.
Mu Zhan rose from the bed but shortly returned. He did nothing else but lie on his back. When Wen Mingyu curled up in his nest, and surrounded by the comforting scent of wine and pheromones, he stained himself with them. The strongest source was still nearby, streaming incessantly, considerably more agitated and intense than usual, and obviously in high dudgeon.
Wen Mingyu initially tensed up, assuming that he would not be able to go to sleep after such stimulation. He consequently underestimated how quickly he would be smoked out and that his arms and legs would be weak before long. He soon fell asleep. In a blur of consciousness, it felt like someone had fished him out of the clothes in order to prevent his face from being smothered and his breathing from becoming impeded. They also helped him lower the quilt so he could properly wrap himself.
No one would have thought the fearsome tyrant would be so gentle and caring as to tuck people in at night. Was this the same person who had seen someone kick the quilt but chose to ignore them? It was beyond belief.
The night passed.
They were still asleep when the palace servants cautiously entered. From a distance, they reminded them that it was time to rise.
When Mu Zhan awoke, he soon turned his head and found that Wen Mingyu was still sleeping heavily; his two hands were hollowly clenched into fists and positioned in front of his chest.
Smiling, Mu Zhan called the man up.
As Wen Mingyu was easily hungry, after washing and getting dressed, the palace servants brought up food that could be deemed an early bird’s breakfast. There were some exquisite delicacies, and a porcelain bowl contained a milky-white liquid with a sweet-smelling fragrance.
It was freshly made goat’s milk, the servants said.
Wen Mingyu would have been slurping it with pleasure if it had been any other time. The goat’s milk had a delicately smooth texture. It had been warmed, and a faint mist of heat exuded; it was at the perfect temperature for the palate.
Today, though, he took a moment to pause with a subtle look, and rather than drinking immediately, his hand crossed over to the milk and went for something else, his eyes straying a little.
The first person to pick up the goat’s milk was Mu Zhan. In the past, he obviously held little interest in things like this and would either drink them perfunctorily or not at all.
This time, it was very different. Forgot about drinking it. He even came up with a review: “It tastes mediocre.”
The palace servants quickly bowed their heads and said that they would go and strictly inspect the goat’s milk.
Mu Zhan, however, had no slightest intention of blaming them and even said with a smile, “Goat’s milk isn’t necessarily bad. It’s just that I’ve had nicer ones, so it’s inevitable to be a little picky.”
The palace servants were at a loss, but as His Majesty decided not to pursue a punishment, they were, of course, relieved and retreated with respect.
And next to him, Wen Mingyu, who understood, ate his breakfast while discreetly balling his left hand into a fist on his lap in preparation to strike the dog. There was no doubt that this guy intentionally said that. He even suspected that he had set up the goat’s milk on purpose.
But at this point, reacting in any way—glaring at him or speaking—felt like stepping into his pit. So, Wen Mingyu simply carried on eating while feigning to hear him and ignoring him.
Mu Zhan looked at him, and a tinge of regret couldn’t help but streak his eyes.
But soon, he noticed Wen Mingyu’s reddened ears, and even his neck was dyed crimson. His skin was translucent and pink, all the way down to his collar, making him very attractive.
Mu Zhan laughed. He propped his elbow on the table and rested his cheek with one hand. He looked squarely at Wen Mingyu, willfully sighed, and said, “At least this one helped you last night. Is it really good to cross the river and set the bridge on fire like this?”
Wen Mingyu, who was chewing, nearly choked on his meal. The way he worded it made it sound like he was a big, cruel scoundrel who pulled such stunts. He shivered uncontrollably, his gooseflesh bursting.
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It would’ve been more fine if there was 15+ scenes (hehehehe)
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Kicking my feet and giggling at this entire chapter 😖🤣
I wanted to know which it was as well…pfft! Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️
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Oh my goodness, he’s had better, he says 🤭. Ya know, if Mu Zhan keeps coaxing and teasing instead of ordering and punishing, he’s going to get his Tyrant Card taken away by Committee of Tyrant Elders hahaha. It’s a good thing we like our tyrants sweet and unexpectedly romantic.