The Emperor’s Favorite Imperial Concubine is an OCh58.1 - Mirror (1)

Translator: ChiFu

“… What did you say?” yh8WNe

Mu Zhan froze, his face filled with unconcealed amazement.

He wasn’t intentionally teasing Wen Mingyu, nor did he fail to hear it, but he was really surprised since Wen Mingyu had previously expressed waiting a little bit longer rather than acting fast. There was a kind of insistence, for reasons he was unable to fathom, that they must first be in a relationship before getting married.

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As for the people here, they were all married straightforwardly by their parents’ decisions and matchmakers’ words. And there were no steps like dating. The premarital meeting amounted to little more than a brief encounter during banquet celebrations. A few words were exchanged, and the chairs were segregated for men and women. The likelihood that the two would be alone prior to marriage was significantly lower.

So Mu Zhan had no inkling what “dating” entailed. And if the two of them getting along before marriage was dating, then he felt they’d done it long enough and should just get married quickly. yHmWck

Licking his lips a little nervously, Wen Mingyu repeated, “I want to marry you.”

He knew that Mu Zhan didn’t miss it. Besides, he was more than willing to repeat it again, as crystal clear as noon.

After saying that, he was in a very pleasant mood and couldn’t help smiling sweetly.

He thought before that he didn’t want Mu Zhan to miss out on the experience of dating. He wanted him to have what others have, however, there was no consideration for the urgency in the hearts of both of them. If they both wanted to get married so badly, why dilly-dally? The important thing was to gradually adjust to it and keep dating after marriage.

Furthermore, his heart would falter each time Mu Zhan asked him, and his words of refusal would become less and less firm.

Thus, the current sentence.

He wanted to, so he just said so. While he was writing the poem, he had already made up his mind to follow his heart and not look too far ahead or too far behind. Sometimes, there was nothing wrong with being a little willful and unrestrained.

It would be counterproductive if Mu Zhan suppressed himself to wait because he said wait. 1OJNwV

After hearing Wen Mingyu repeat it again and hearing that he had the same thoughts as himself, Mu Zhan’s amazement subsided and his demeanor returned to calm, yet the smile in his eyes was so broad that his delight nearly spilled over.

Raising his hands, they wrapped around Wen Mingyu’s waist and hugged him. In this way, it turned into Wen Mingyu sitting at the table with Mu Zhan standing in front of him, sandwiched between his knees, as though locking him there.

The two were extremely close. Wen Mingyu leaned his head, Mu Zhan lowered his head, and with the slightest movement, they could share a kiss again.

“Are you sure?” 8cZiWR

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He did it swiftly. No time was wasted at all.

As soon as Mu Zhan summoned someone in, Wen Mingyu, who was still seated at the table, felt so terrified that he wanted to leap down. How could he be seen in such a state? However, Mu Zhan was just in front of him, obstructing his way entirely. xb7OGR

Wen Mingyu anxiously said, “I’m going down.”

Mu Zhan put his heart into issuing the edict, as if he were afraid that Wen Mingyu would backtrack, that he forgot about the fact that they were still hugging each other so intimately now. And without his permission, the courtiers wouldn’t even dare to lift their heads and wouldn’t see anything.

“Zhao Dequan is coming in.” Mu Zhan crossed over to him and looked towards the entrance of the temple.

Wen Mingyu, hearing this, gave a start. He bowed his head in panic and tightly gripped onto Mu Zhan’s lapel before burying his face in it to hide. A typical ostrich behavior, seemingly hiding his face, meant no one would know it was him. 9CXE S

But besides the emperor, who else could be standing in this hall? Who else would be held so intimately in the arms of the emperor?

Zhao Dequan entered the temple, hung his head, and narrowed his gaze. He was ready to salute with respect, but before he could do so, he heard the auspicious but chilly voice of the emperor. “Be at ease, and don’t lift your head. Take the edict and withdraw.”

Zhao Dequan was at a loss. But this was an empirical edict, so he naturally complied. He moved forward, accepting the imperial edict with caution, and was prepared to withdraw. Just as he caught sight of the dragon robe out of the corner of his eye, he also caught a familiar piece of clothing next to it and a pair of moon-white boots hanging in mid-air. With these two points, he could infer that Wen-gongzi was sitting on the table.

This was the imperial table, constructed of priceless fine wood and jade and carved with auspicious clouds and dragon patterns. Who would dare to sit on it. GBwc6o

Nevertheless, Wen-gongzi was sitting on it honestly and openly, and His Majesty was still in front of him, granting him full permission and indulgence, not minding a thing. What’s more, it was very likely that His Majesty was the one who hauled the person up there.

Zhao Dequan dared not linger any longer should he annoy and upset His Majesty. After taking the edict, he retired in a flurry.

Wen Minyu heard the footsteps decreasing, obviously already out of the temple door, and looked up in relief. His face was a light shade of red from nervousness and stuffiness, setting the faintly red and swollen lips from a recent kiss as though it had been painted with a foreign good rouge. It was impossible to take your eyes off of it.

Mu Zhan just stared straight at it. 140Hfv

Wen Mingyu felt awkward sitting like this, and the tabletop was hard and uncomfortable. So he gave Mu Zhan a push. “I’m going down.”

Mu Zhan didn’t move out of the way and instead picked up Wen Mingyu like a child. His hands lingered on his thighs for a moment, seemingly coveting the feeling of holding him. Then he deliberately slowed his movements, pausing briefly before putting the person down.

Wen Mingyu finally touched the floor with both feet and asked the question he wanted to ask, “When will the wedding be?”

Mu Zhan instantly wore a smile on his face when he heard this. Because Wen Mingyu would ask, it indicated that he cared and wanted to do it sooner. XtEs3A

“There’s a lot of tedious and miscellaneous procedures. It will require over half a year.”

“Half a year?!”

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Wen Mingyu was appalled. He didn’t even think it would take that long. Suddenly, he was glad he’d spoken earlier. Half a year was more than enough time for them to date.

“Feel like it’s too long?” Mu Zhan grinned, obviously enjoying himself. He loved seeing Wen Mingyu’s impatience and eagerness to be with him. ZbvAOi

Wen Mingyu’s ears reddened, but he nodded truthfully. Because it was really too long.

Mu Zhan said, “I can arrange for quicker preparations, but I won’t curtail it too short so we can have a grand wedding.”

Wen Mingyu nodded in understanding of Mu Zhan’s thoughts and asked, “Then what am I going to do?”

Mu Zhan chuckled. “There’s no need to do anything. Simply carry on as you did before.” vMx3Dj

Generally speaking, a couple getting married would have a lot of trivial matters to handle and would be extremely busy and agitated. However, Mu Zhan was the emperor, and for something as important as the enthronement of an Empress, there was naturally a Ministry of Rites in charge, which was the equivalent of a professional wedding coordinator, so they wouldn’t have to worry about it.

“Before?” Wen Mingyu pondered for a moment and asked, “Am I still going to continue my studies at the Imperial College?”

When contemplating marriage before, Wen Mingyu had, of course, considered what he would have to do if he became the empress and what changes his future holds. But those were all things that could be resolved and would not become the basis for his refusal to be married.

Similar to the matter of attending Imperial College, if he were appointed as the empress, it only made sense that he would be bound to the imperial harem and unable to move around as he desired. However, he didn’t feel that Mu Zhan would demand that he follow those rigid rules and regulations. Mu Zhan himself was an unbridled person and couldn’t possibly be constrained by those fetters. Additionally, he believed that if he told Mu Zhan that he wished to carry on studying or do other things, Mu Zhan would give his approval. O0qUoE

Sure enough, Mu Zhan nodded. “Go if you want to.”

Wen Mingyu: “Will I undertake all the duties assigned to the empress?”

Managing the imperial harem, or something? He was under the impression that an empress had a lot of demanding rules and numerous duties that needed to be accomplished. In order to understand how to manage matters outside of class, he also considered how to manage his time.

Mu Zhan, however, said, “There is only you in the imperial harem. The matters that need to be dealt with can be delegated to others to do, or you can handle them yourself if you wish to.” Vcpj6W

At this, Wen Mingyu grinned and gave a nod of approval. “Okay, ah.”

Following their conversation, Mu Zhan turned to pick up the poem Wen Mingyu had written for him and read it again. He had to have it framed and stored with care.

Wen Mingyu was both embarrassed and especially happy in his heart when he saw how much he treasured the gift he gave him. “You liked it that much?”

Mu Zhan nodded. “Mm.” 58Ekgt

Wen Mingyu was simply ecstatic to hear that.

In fact, when he self-analyzed his feelings for Mu Zhan, he discovered that he truly liked Mu Zhan much, much earlier than a month ago. The fact that he would choose not to leave during the autumn hunt already spoke volumes.

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If there was no deeper affection, how could you voluntarily be willing to stay? It’s just that his feelings at that time were still quite fuzzy, and he did not realize it, even foolishly wondering why they weren’t a family from the start. “If Mu Zhan was his father, it would be nice.” Now he wanted to laugh at the idea of it. If he were really his father, he would have no place to cry.

After Wen Mingyu decided to get married and even told Mu Zhan about it, his entire person relaxed considerably, so much so that even the rabbit ears sprang out after a long absence, dangling softly by his cheeks with a slight flick of his head, conveying the host’s good mood. 8uFpid

Mu Zhan also hadn’t touched the rabbit ears for quite some time, so he reached out and speedily smoothed out the fur. His fur-smoothing technique was evidently very skilled. Wen Mingyu instinctively nuzzled against his palm. He enjoyed it so much that he tilted his head and half-squinted his eyes.

Eventually, Wen Mingyu slightly leaned back to avoid him. Mu Zhan’s hand swept through the soft hair atop his head, causing some of the strands to puff up and become more voluminous, making it look extra fluffy and cuter.

Wen Mingyu felt the top of his head. He stared at Mu Zhan. “How come you’re the only one touching my ears? I want to touch your dragon horns too.”

Mu Zhan lurched. The hand that had just extended to rub the rabbit ears again silently withdrew, an image of no luck and absolute refusal. zitx8s

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