Translator: ChiFu
So far, twelve days have passed since New Year.
As the vacation was coming to an end, Wen Mingyu had to get ready for school. Even though he had finished his homework, when school resumed, he still needed to review and get ready for his exams.
Mu Zhan was already working. On the table next to him, Wen Mingyu was reading and solving exercises.
When his writing was going well, it flowed easily like a charm. When he got stuck in the middle, he would unconsciously press the brush against his forehead and frown in thought.
When Mu Zhan inclined his head, he saw his elbows propped up on the table, his hands resting on his cheeks, and his soft cheek flesh that was pressed slightly, making them bulge into a pink and red mass, resembling a sweet cake that made people want to bite into it to see if there would be a tasty and sweet filling flowing out.
His furrowed brow with a tinge of annoyance was also very cute.
Obviously, by all accounts, that was a bad way to sit, and Mu Zhan should have been repulsed by such a slouching and insolent posture. Whoever acted like this, he would have frowned and kicked the person down in annoyance, but with Wen Mingyu, who sat crookedly with both cheeks resting on the armrest, he didn’t even consider that there was a problem. All he could think was how cute and visually pleasing this was.
Mu Zhan couldn’t help but get up and move to stand behind him, his hand smoothly resting on his shoulder while the other rested on the tabletop. He leaned slightly forward, his chest just brushing the other person’s back, almost caching the person under himself. With a vague embrace, he asked him quietly, “Is there something you don’t know?”
Wen Mingyu looked up and nodded, grumbling quite naturally.
Then, taking the writing brush from him, Mu Zhan spoke slowly and very patiently, explaining the questions to him. In the past, Mu Zhan would occasionally assist him in checking his schoolwork and seeing the progress of his studies. He would always point out nonchalantly that this was wrong here, it was wrong there, and that his answers didn’t make sense, making Wen Mingyu feel so ashamed that he wanted to drill a hole.
But now, Mu Zhan’s tone was gentle. Even if Wen Mingyu became briefly sidetracked and didn’t understand, he just stopped, looked at him, and repeated everything in greater detail without making any side comments at all. Looking at his face and being distracted, Wen Mingyu was not even too happy in his heart; how could he be unhappy.
Wen Mingyu was relieved to have figured out this jammed topic and composed the answer with ease. Then, without any prompting, he turned his head and put his arms around Mu Zhan’s neck, gave him a kiss on the lips, and even nuzzled against him while saying, “Thank you.”
Mu Zhan instantly resembled a big dog that had its fur smoothed, squinting his eyes and clearly relishing his closeness.
After kissing him, Wen Mingyu suddenly realized, in hindsight, how clingy he had been acting, as if he wanted to kiss at the drop of a hat. He withdrew his hand right away and sat back down at the table, reading and solving problems with a stern demeanor, like he hadn’t done any of that a moment ago.
Mu Zhan laughed quietly, watching the reddening of the ear hidden in his hair, and made a move to pinch it.
Wen Mingyu hurried to avoid it, muttering, “…I’m busy.”
Mu Zhan’s laughter became more pronounced. “Throwing me away once you’re done with me again? How callous.”
Wen Mingyu pretended not to hear and remained mute.
Mu Zhan’s fingers slid down his ears and parted his hair. He gently pinched his nape, and Wen Mingyu shuddered instantly. His grip on his writing brush loosened, and he drew an odd curve.
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When Wen Mingyu eventually lost patience, he nudged him and drove him away. Mu Zhan kissed him before slowly turning around and going back to work. The expression on his face was not obvious, but anyone could see his good mood.
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The holidays were, by their very nature, about food.
People love to eat a variety of specialty goods at festivals, especially Wen Mingyu who originated from the era of drinking nutrients. It was like a case of love at first sight.
Every day, there were several ways to eat throughout the New Year. Furthermore, because Wen Mingyu was a foodie, the imperial kitchen received the imperial edit to always cook in varied styles. There were regional specialties and civil specialties from all corners of the country. The taste was also authentic. Albeit some of them might not be nearly as adapted, there was also a unique flavor.
Lantern shrimp, crab noodles, beef stew, pork hock seasoned with soy sauce, crab stuffed with citrus, plum blossom noodle soup, and meatballs in a hydrangea-like soup…
Each dish was exquisite, and not only did it taste great, it also had an appearance that was incredibly pleasing to the eyes. People couldn’t help but linger over the artwork for a while. Their hearts were even a little reluctant to eat it, but then, seduced by the fragrance, they just whimpered as they took a bite.
Naturally, dumplings were served on New Year’s Eve in addition to other dishes. Each thin skin has an abundance of filling, round and full like a shoe-shaped silver ingot. The imperial kitchen prepared dumplings with different fillings. Wen Mingyu was compelled to eat each kind.
In addition to the main meal, there was also a wealth of sweets: New Year cake, steamed sponge cake, sweetened rice wafers, spring rolls, oil horns, pan-fried heaps, and so forth. Wen Mingyu couldn’t get enough of it. He picked up a piece of New Year cake and stuffed it into his mouth. The texture was soft and glutinous with Q-bounce, sweet and salty. He ate one after another.
After eating repeatedly in this manner, Wen Mingyu’s stomach felt a little indigestible. He had to rub his stuffed stomach after eating.
On this particular day, Wen Mingyu was paralyzed on the beauty coach after his meal. The whole person was flaccid and unmoving, like a salted fish.
Mu Zhan approached him, stood next to him, and gazed at him for some time.
Wen Mingyu, thinking he had something to say, cocked his head in confusion and asked, “What is it?”
Mu Zhan, however, hooked his lips, smiled, and suddenly came up with, “You seem to have gained weight.”
Wen Mingyu’s eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn’t believe it and was so scared that he felt his face quickly, placed it on his slightly protruding little belly, and then pinched his waist. He could really pinch a bit of soft meat!
He got up and went to look in the bronze mirror, staring at the person reflected on it.
He gained some more meat than before, but not enough to get fat. He was still thin, just not as slim as he used to be.
Wen Mingyu thought to himself, I’ve grown meat, but can you blame me for that? It was the food’s fault for being delicious!
He was just overindulging in food during the New Year and would gradually lose weight afterwards.
He walked back to the beauty coach again, but suddenly hesitated a bit. Why don’t we just stop lying down and stand for a while. Otherwise, we’ll gain meat faster.
As he was tangled up, Mu Zhan reached out and grabbed the man, pulling him to sit on his lap. He felt his belly and said, “Not too fat, a bit of meat is more comfortable to hug.”
Wen Mingyu silently gave him a sidelong glance. Overindulgence only harms children, you know?
Mu Zhan added with a smile, “Besides, can you control eating less?”
Wen Mingyu: “…”
Bulls-eye. That’s a great question.
Isn’t it just self-control? Eat less, how simple. He can do it in a jiffy…
Okay bla, he can’t.
After being exposed, Wen Mingyu could only acknowledge his gluttony in silence.
Even if this were true, nobody else could say it but himself. The enraged rabbit opened its mouth and bit. The bitten victim was not upset but instead stroked the fur with ease and found pleasure in it.
Following that, Wen Mingyu continued to eat splendidly but made a conscious effort to limit his intake and refrain from overindulging. Unfortunately, he was forced to test himself again at this moment due to someone sitting next to him and giving him his favorite dishes. The biggest obstacle on his weight-loss journey was none other than Mu Zhan.
Wen Mingyu snorted in anger. Mu Zhan even touched his belly and asked somewhat seriously, “Will there be one?”
Wen Mingyu became startled for a moment. Being led astray by him, he really considered this possibility and was a little at a loss. However, when he looked up again and saw the mirth on Mu Zhan’s face, he understood that Mu Zhan was teasing him.
Furthermore, even if he did conceive, it couldn’t be this soon. It’s only been a few days.
Wen Mingyu kicked him and then left to gather his belongings. He was going to report to Imperial College tomorrow.
Watching him, Mu Zhan couldn’t help but wrinkle his brows. He thought that the holidays were too short and should be longer.
Wen Mingyu whipped his head at these words. “Are you serious?”
Mu Zhan asked him in response, “You think it’s bad?”
Wen Mingyu said, “It’s not good, of course. Isn’t there a saying that a country cannot live without a ruler for a day?”
Mu Zhan’s expression sank, clearly displeased. He said coolly, “This one is merely joking.”
Wen Mingyu: “…”
The way you were acting just now didn’t seem to be joking at all, but acting more like a foolish ruler. getting more and more like a foolish ruler.
Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan left early the following day.
Mu Zhan’s face was expressionless, and he wore the dragon robe with a terrifying aura. The palace servants were trembling with terror, and Zhao Dequan likewise bowed his head, not daring to speak out soon.
Wen Mingyu, on the other hand, feeling a bit amused, walked forward and hugged Mu Zhan. “See you at noon.”
Only then did Mu Zhan’s face soften.
Imperial College.
Wen Mingyu’s carriage proceeded to the gate, then he entered the grounds as before. However, after more than ten days or so, he surprisingly felt a little unfamiliar. Too much had transpired after all this New Year, and there was a feeling that a long time had gone by.
Of course, there was the opening ceremony that took place first. It was not quite the same as in the future and had a greater sense of ceremony. Similarly, the headmaster of the Imperial College would also be delivering a speech.
Whether in the past or in the future, some things never changed, just like the post-holiday conversations. Students were beaming and in high spirits, chatting about the interesting episodes they had during the New Year.
Someone naturally asked Wen Mingyu.
Ye Xu curiously asked, “How did you spend the New Year?”
Wen Mingyu fell silent.
He didn’t know what to say.
Should he respond, Ah, I confessed, got betrothed, and became the future empress-to-be?
The expression of the headmaster, who was present and was the only one who knew his true identity, became very subtle.
The headmaster glared at Ye Xu. His gaze seemed to have turned into a large pop-up screen that kept hovering over his head, full of the same sentence—
Don’t ask. Shut up quickly. I don’t want to die yet!
ChiFu: I’m back! ~ ChiFu is always grateful for your understanding! Happy CNY! Also, officiant person is the same as headmaster person~ will change it to the latter! It’s a wrong term gahh
Welcome back! Happy CNY!
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Wen Mingyu has too many secret identities hahaha “future empress” is just one more 😄.
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Who doesn’t overeat a little at the holidays…but he truly seemed to be eating for 2 or 3 or … Thanks for the update 🤣❤️🤣❤️🐇 … 🎉🎉 Happy New Year! 🎉🎉
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