Translator: ChiFu
Mu Zhan continued, “Are you really disregarding this one? It’s almost time to go, isn’t it? Until then, this one will have another look to spare you any discomfort.”
The way he phrased it suggested that he was genuinely the infatuated man who would never leave the scum behind, but it was evident that the tone was more jesting…
Finally, Wen Mingyu couldn’t stop himself and glared. “I have stated I didn’t want your help. It’s you who insisted…”
Midway through, he abruptly stopped.
Mu Zhan arched his eyebrows, smirking. “Insist on what?”
Two coals of fire blazed in Wen Mingyu’s eyes as he clenched his teeth. His face, however, was too red to be threatening. Rather, it was a face like a peach flower, lively and vibrant, as if the beauty in the scroll had been summoned to life in a breathtaking way.
Only this beauty had murderous thoughts in his mind—to blast the man’s dog head off right in front of him.
Mu Zhan had an overly happy mood as he watched him glare at him with wet eyes on a bashful face. “You really don’t want this one’s help?”
Wen Mingyu didn’t give it a second thought. “No need! I’ve had enough. I’ll go ahead.”
But at that moment, Mu Zhan stuffed him with another slice of meat pie. Wen Mingyu looked down and was silent. While the golden brown outer crust was still somewhat burnt, crispy and crunchy, the enticing fragrance kept tickling him. At first glance, he could tell it was delectable.
Wen Mingyu ought to have thrown it back to Mu Zhan at this point to demonstrate his toughness, but the smell was just too alluring. He couldn’t let it go. QAQ
Kacha kacha. He ate quickly, and when he was done, Wen Mingyu stood up and left. The bowl of goat’s milk was left untouched on the table.
“The goat’s milk hasn’t been tapped yet,” Mu Zhan reminded him from behind when he was only two steps away.
Wen Mingyu stopped. He couldn’t hold back and shouted, “I won’t drink—Your Majesty can drink it if you want!”
“Thank you for giving this one milk to drink, then,“ Mu Zhan grinned.
Wen Mingyu’s eyes widened, and his body instantly became paralyzed upon hearing this. In disbelief, he almost turned back but held it in at the last second, like he hadn’t heard. But he walked faster in a rather desperate attempt to flee.
He even walked past the step carriage. The palace servants couldn’t keep up with him, so they hurriedly reminded him. Wen Mingyu slowed down, then swiftly boarded the step carriage again and departed, as if a ghost were pursuing him.
Mu Zhan didn’t follow him, or Wen Mingyu otherwise would have been so embarrassed that he would have to shrink into his shell and dare not show himself.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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A horse-drawn carriage eventually replaced the step carriage, which was only used in some areas of the palace. It arrived at the Imperial College entrance in the same manner as the other students and didn’t seem out of place.
He hadn’t even slowed down when he got off the carriage. Since he didn’t want anyone to know something was amiss, he was even too faint-hearted to enter the study hall. He stood still for a minute, and feeling much more serene, he ventured in.
Before the bell for class rang, a group of youngsters gathered to discuss classwork and their textbook mastery, and each spoke about their opinions.
At this age, one was expected to exhibit their self-assurance and sometimes unruly nature, along with a passionate impetus. Even if they were unclear about something, all were still eager to express themselves.
The literati, as they sound, exuded an air of respectability and were a balance of gentility and modesty. However, they were seldom gentle when they were purely fanatical about academics, especially the scholars present, who were all young. When they argued, it appeared as though they were provoking a brawl.
It took a long time before they came back to their senses and realized they had been unseemly in this way. They quickly coughed twice, apologized to each other, and the two of them tacitly decided to act as though what happened never happened. There was a vague trace of chagrin on their faces at how immature and unsteady they had been as well.
In reality, they didn’t know that the senior civil ministers they revered were no less aggressive and even more hostile than them when bickering in court. The jade tablet in their hands was gripped so firmly that they couldn’t wait to smash it into someone’s head.
Before transforming into a rabbit and slipping into Mu Zhan’s sleeve pocket, Wen Mingyu saw it.
Mu Zhan had a reputation as a tyrant. With thunder-like wrath and being unyielding in his approach to issues, particularly when he first ascended to the throne as the new emperor, he reigned with an iron-blooded hand and, in a short time, suppressed the rebellious ministers, earning an image that was feared and shuddered at. Many of the officials and aristocrats he ordered to be beheaded were themselves unclean. In the midst of that, there was a lot of debate, with some arguing that he was atrocious and bloodthirsty, while others argued it was necessary to rectify them in this way.
Two years later, with Mu Zhan securely in charge, he took the route of tempering justice with grace. In the courtroom, he permitted ministers to debate freely over state matters, like the future boss of a corporation in a conference allowing the managers of various departments to report and discuss solutions.
While they were done bickering, the courtiers, who had been red-faced throughout, were still mindful of their image, straightened their robes, and regained a serene and collected demeanor. The youngsters at present had some form but simply couldn’t gather themselves as quickly as the adults. They also continued to appear a little uneasy, clumsily wiping their noses.
Wei Chen, in contrast to them, clearly had no such concerns. He didn’t care about such things and had the righteousness and zeal of someone who was too young to understand the world.
“I won.”
Anyone who argued with him would experience the following consequences: a tender white face, a slightly angled chin, and the tug and pride of the most magnificent “me” in the entire universe. At this point, it was useless to be cute. It just made people want to slap him across the face.
“I can’t do this anymore—today, I must…” An Imperial who was driven mad with anger at Wei Chen just wanted to charge at him. Either you die or I die. The Imperial standing next to him quickly hugged him in his arms and advised him to stop being rash and to calm down.
Wei Chen’s spine was erect, and he was focused on looking at the book, entirely oblivious to the pandemonium behind him. Chu Suli, at his side, couldn’t help but nod. I understand your feelings too well, as I want to beat this guy a hundred times every day, too, she thought to herself. Being close to Wei Chen had the benefit of being pissed off the most.
As soon as Wen Mingyu entered, he found such a bustling scene and a surreal feeling of disconnection. On one side, Wei Chen was reading a book in his tranquil hours, while the other Imperials were staging a war film on the other side.
Wei Chen was the first person Wen Mingyu saw who looked up to him with a polite smile on his baby-fat face. Wen Mingu responded by smiling.
He’s unsure if it’s the fact that he has one in his belly. When Wen Mingyu looked at Wei Chen, a child who was incredibly pleasing to the eye, he felt a bit overwhelmed with fatherly affection. He wanted to squeeze his tender face. If only my own children would grow up to be that smart and adorable, he thought to himself.
“You’re reading this? Isn’t this what we’re going to learn next year?” Wen Mingyu took a quick look and was surprised.
“The teachers’ lectures move far too slowly,” Wei Chen said. “I don’t want to graduate from Imperial College at the ripe old age of twelve.”
“Twelve years old? Old?” Wen Mingyu was a little perplexed. He suspected there was something wrong with his ears.
The others’ foreheads jutted with veins, their fists hardening.
Wei Chen rightfully said, “I am nine years old. I am already extremely old. I have already lost to Zhong Yan, who became a successful scholar in the imperial examinations in the previous dynasty at the age of three. I mustn’t delay any longer.”
Wen Mingyu: “…..”
Nine years old, already an elderly. So, what were they, the Elderly Class?
The corners of Wen Mingyu’s mouth twitched slightly, thinking that he must have been mad to seek a son like Wei Chen just now.
At Imperial College, a day was spent reading and squabbling. Every now and then, one would be heard berating Yu Mu and requesting a different ending.
When Wen Mingyu returned to Taiji Hall, he was astonished to see a number of additional objects.
San Xi came over and explained to him that it was time to start gathering supplies for the future little prince or princess of the imperial family.
Wen Mingyu was stunned. It was too early for that.
But since the people were sent to him, he merely followed along and chose a few. He didn’t do anything because there were devoted palace maids to explain everything to him. He studied the illustrations and picked out certain baby clothes and shoe designs he liked, among other things. The honorable nobleman had no time to waste. The palace servants were quite competent; in three or two words, they could understand the meaning and meet the requirements.
Soon after, Mu Zhan returned. He dropped by to look at it together and bring up a few things. The palace maid scrambled to take notes.
After everyone had left, they ate their meal while chatting away. Mu Zhan then mentioned helping him out once more. Wen Mingyu, who had reached the limit of his forbearance, blushed and erupted. He hissed, “Did you know that rabbits have two wombs!”
Mu Zhan’s hand lurched, still not getting it. Wen Mingyu gritted his teeth and explained that when a rabbit is pregnant, it can conceive repeatedly. It could carry young and old rabbit cubs without conflicting with one another. In one nest, they could have three to six darling rabbit offspring.
Wen Mingyu had a rabbit form, although he was not exactly a rabbit. Of course not; he was just using what he had already heard before to dupe Mu Zhan, counting on the latter’s ignorance of A/B/O.
For a moment, Mu Zhan was really bamboozled by Wen Mingyu. Even though Wen Mingyu could transform into a rabbit, he continued to view him as a human and had little knowledge about rabbits. Wei Yingwu, the only person knowledgeable of rabbits, recently returned to the frontier.
He was often preoccupied with official matters on weekdays and spent the rest of his time with Wen Mingyu, but still didn’t have enough time to read any books at all. But at this time, Mu Zhan, whose black pupils were quaking, suddenly felt the need to go read a book about rabbits.
After hearing this, Mu Zhan stared blankly and then said, “So you are pregnant with not just one baby, but several?”
In order to scare Mu Zhan, Wen Mingyu revealed directly what had initially startled him in the first place. He didn’t think much about it, and according to what was said and applied to him, that should be the case.
Wen Mingyu, who only had some characteristics of a rabbit but was still technically human, could only stiffly nod. After all, the words had just been said, and shaking his head would mean that he had contrasted himself.
Mu Zhan was in a complicated mood. It took him some time before he finally said in a quiet voice, “For the imperial heir, the prepared supplies are not adequate. It’s going to take a couple more quantities.”
Wen Mingyu laughed dryly. “… No need to be in such a rush, really.”
How was he going to explain the reality that, after a few months, he could only deliver one or two?
Wen Mingyu regretted it twice and had a severe headache. Mu Zhan was ultimately to blame. If he hadn’t constantly mentioned helping him, how could he have spoken so rashly.
Wen Mingyu was worried about overturning the car after a few months. But he didn’t anticipate it arriving too quickly; without even his knowledge, it happened.
After a couple of days, It coincided with Imperial College’s break.
During his nap, Wen Mingyu suddenly felt cramps and contractions. When Mu Zhan heard his muffled sob, he hurriedly stood up and asked him what was wrong.
Wen Mingyu curled up. With confusion and overwhelm, he placed his hand on his belly. He whispered in a tremulous tone.
“I seem to be… in labor?”
ChiFu: The answer is almost there! Official terms for rabbit babies such as kitts or kittens are cute, but this is fiction and Author seems to like saying cubs which are cute, too, so I will just follow!
Congratulations for hitting 50 chapters! 35 left to come! I’m almost done with chapter 56~
Already? That was…speedy… Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇
I swear if he just needed to crap imma bawl
The way I cackled at this comment oh my god.. But WHAT IF
SAME THOUGH 😭
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
Why are you said what ii is fiction??? I think rabbit’s babies are pretty cute
Thank you for your translation 💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛
Is it really the babies?😳
So… am I the only one still confused about HOW he conceived? In another post, I too thought it was a false pregnancy but the more I read, the less it seems possible. So, WHEN did they actually do the deed?! 😅
Sameeee, i even commented this when we first found out he was preggers. Like, SMEGS were!?
Where*
It’s here!
Thank You for the new chapter (´,,•ω•,,)♡
SHAKING IN MY BOOTS I’M SO EXCITED!!! （๑✧∀✧๑）What if there’s actually more than two!? ><
I can’t wait for the next chapter!!!
Actually, a child produced between Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan, with both their characteristics, could very well end up being just like Wei Chen 😮. If he’d thought too hard about it, he could have accidentally triggered another leak in class 😆. Daddy Mu would Not appreciate others being there when it happens!
Thanks for the chapter
Wow fast…little buns.🐇🐇🐇🐇🐇
Y’all i dont know what to believe anymore QwQ
Thanks for your hard work 💜