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Once Mu Zhan took a look at his progress, he brought the other to his side again.
It was just in time for an evening meal, and Wen Mingyu was under the illusion that the tyrant especially came all the way here just to ask him to have a meal together.
It was probably because he always looks eager to eat, it has been said before that seeing how he buries himself on cooked rice, eating enthusiastically; one can’t help but feel hungry as well, and felt that the meal looks very appetizing.
When walking out of the hall door, Wen Mingyu looked at Mu Zhan’s back in front of him. Somehow, there’s a feeling of a parent picking up their children from school to go home for dinner. He asked subconsciously, “Your Majesty, what are we having today? Is there crystal pork meat included in the meal?
Mu Zhan halted in his steps and glanced at Zhao Dequan, who was following behind him. Zhao Dequan paused for a moment, quickly understood, and replied that there was none. However, he mentioned that there are several palace delicacies that would be available tonight, each were as delectable as crystal pork meat.
Wen Mingyu nodded and said, “I also like these dishes too.”
Even so, the tone was still a bit of a lost one.
It was as if the top of his head carried invisible, drooping ears and his hair on top was not that spirited, it was all flatten down like lifeless beings, and all of it was mirrored on his expression honestly.
Zhao Dequan looked and couldn’t stand the thought of wanting to pat his head, thinking that, what crystal pork meat, say want you wish to eat, would give all that you want, so that you will be satisfied! But, it was a pity that he was not His Majesty, and could only think of it in his heart.
Mu Zhan glanced at him and said, “Such greediness of the mouth and tongue.”
Wen Mingyu innocently blinked his eyes.
Yet when the time came for dinner, Wen Mingyu unexpectedly found crystal pork meat on the table, he was pleasantly surprised. Thanking His Majesty in a crisp voice, he then took a piece into his mouth, and his eyes squinted as he savoured it.
Mu Zhan also took a slice and chewed it carelessly. Swallowing it, his face didn’t produce much reaction.
As he ate, Wen Mingyu looked up and saw Zhao Dequan, holding a jug of wine, pour down the contents into the cup in front of Mu Zhan. The liquor streamed down and it wafted off its tantalizing fragrance.
Wen Mingyu stared and couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, also wanting to drink.
Mu Zhan felt his gaze and raised his eyes towards him. Zhao Dequan reverently said, “Young Master Wen, this is fruit wine, you have not yet been crowned, so you shouldn’t drink it.”
In the ancient times of the Blue star, there was also an age limit for drinking. Men wore their crowns, and women put hairpins on their hair, indicating that they are already an adult.
In terms of age, Mu Zhan hasn’t actually been crowned yet, but because of his ascension to the throne as emperor, he needed to deal with the affairs of the court, and so the crowning ceremony had been scheduled earlier than it was intended.
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Wen Ming smiled when he heard his speech, and only then did he find himself voicing out what was on his mind.
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He was afraid that an inebriated Wen Mingyu would act crazy and annoyed the hell out of Mu Zhan. During this period of time, with the addition of Wen Mingyu in the palace, Mu Zhan’s sleep improved and the number of deaths due to his anger lessened. He doesn’t want Wen Mingyu to perish just like this.
Hearing his reminder, Wen Mingyu gratefully smiled, but in his heart, he was actually not worried. Since he used to drink a good amount of alcohol in his part-time jobs, he had a high tolerance of it. This is fruit wine, and it doesn’t seem to be too strong. Drinking in a small cup, it certainly has no problem.
He confidently picked up the cup and had a small sip. As expected, the taste is top-notch, mellow and exquisite. The tip of his tongue had slight astringency, and there was a long aftertaste to it. One could not resist continuing again with the next sip.
Wen Mingyu switched from eating and then drinking, circling from this process, he unconsciously finished a cup.
Afterwards….
He drank himself silly.
He underestimated the power of ancient wine. He felt nothing when he drank it, but the aftereffect was actually very strong.
His eyes were misty and his cheeks tinged with a pretty scarlet color like wine. Even his neck was also flushed, spreading all the way deep into his collar, making people wonder if the rest of the place were also red too.
Wen Mingyu’s sitting posture was a little wobbly, as if any time, he would fall down.
Mu Zhan certainly saw it and so, he gave a low sneer.
Zhao Dequan furrowed his eyebrows, “Your Majesty, do you want for this slave to ask someone to send Young Master Wen back?”
Mu Zhan was quite intrigued by the sight. He tapped his fingertips on the surface of the table, “There’s no hurry, withdraw yourself first.”
Zhao Dequan had to bow and leave as instructed.
In fact, Wen Mingyu behaves in a docile and well-behaved manner even when he’s drunk. He didn’t show any scandalous actions, and just continued to lower his head and sluggishly put mixed vegetables into his mouth.
Except that the alcohol paralyzed the brain, and both hands and feet were poorly controlled.
Wen Mingyu wanted to hold a piece of meat with his chopsticks, holding it yet it slipped away, picking it again then it slide down again, and even went farther away.
He scowled, stared at the meat for a while, then switched his chopsticks to his left hand, and stretched them out again with a straight-laced face, as if he was always born left-handed.
Unexpectedly, as luck would have it, he really picked it up, and smiled with satisfaction as he readied himself to eat it; only that when it was about to reach it mouth, the meat slipped from the middle of his chopsticks, and it fell on the table with a thud.
Wen Mingyu stared at the piece of meat incredulously, not budging.
A low chuckle sounded from the opposite side.
Wen Mingyu immediately was drawn to attention, looked up, and struggled to think for a moment. He tilted his head and asked, “You are making fun of me?”
Mu Zhan has no intention of covering his intentions with excuses. He nodded calmly, “That’s right.”
Wen Mingyu was not upset at all, but he didn’t eat the meat. Feeling aggrieved, he staggered to his feet, and walked towards Mu Zhan. He was incoherently drunk-talking, the tail of the tone was drawn long, and his voice hoarse and soft, as if he was talking in a coquettish, spoiled manner.
“Help me hold it, is that okay?”
Too desperate to eat meat, couldn’t pick it up himself, so had to ask for someone’s help.
At long last, using the S-shaped route, he finally walked towards Mu Zhan. He sat down stickily beside him, eyed the plate of meat that he wanted to eat, and gazed longingly at Mu Zhan.
The tail of the eyes were reddened, and it was slightly moist. When he looked up, there revealed a slender, white neck, that oozed a kind of unaware vulnerability and temptation.
However, his appearance did not evoke even a little bit of Mu Zhan’s pity, and what breed was that of a strong emotion that had never existed before. The eyes suddenly darkened, and a secret desire that could not be suppressed spread in an instant, wanting …… to make him cry.
Mu Zhan handed over the cup of wine in his hand, “Drink this first, then I will help you.”
Wen Mingyu reached out to receive it, but he didn’t immediately drink it, and instead asked, “How do I know you are not tricking me?”
Mu Zhan cocked an eyebrow, “If you are drunk and know how to guard yourself, how can you still be stupid enough to take the initiative to run over?”
Wen Mingyu turned a deaf ear, and continued to say, “You help me hold the meat, and I will drink it again.”
Mu Zhan kindly smiled, but condescended to take a piece of meat and feed it to Wen Mingyu’s mouth. He opened his mouth and ate it full in one bite; it showed on his bulged cheeks that he was satisfied chewing it, he then swallowed after, and with his head raised, he drank the cup’s contents happily, leaving not even a drop.
Mu Zhan observed him, why did he feel that he should have originally drunk it, and when he fulfilled his request in return, a subtle discomfort arose from him.
Mu Zhan poured another cup of wine, and Wen Mingyu tried to reached for it, but was thwarted. Mu Zhan smiled as he directly brought the wine cup to his mouth. His tone was bewitching and contained malice, like a wicked sea demon luring the boy into the depths of the sea.
The smell of wine perplexed and enticed Wen Mingyu. He held the edge of the cup in his hand and took a sip. However, by not holding it himself, the angle of the cup couldn’t be adjusted, so he had to lower his head if he wanted to take a sip again, having the appearance of a kitten licking milk from a bowl.
He subconsciously wanted to seize Mu Zhan’s hand to drink, as he was still unable to drink all the way to the bottom of the cup. Mu Zhan, on the other hand, was one step ahead of him.
Mu Zhan squeezed his chin and softly pressed his lips on the cup’s rim as the wine poured in. No one was certain if he was bad at feeding people or if what he was doing was intentional, since the wine was pouring too quickly. Wen Mingyu didn’t have time to swallow it all, so it trickled down the corners of his mouth, slipped down to his slender neck, staining his collar, leaving faint dark trails, before flowing into unknown places.
Mu Zhan’s eyes were dark, his throat slightly rolled, and his fingers were on the verge of crushing the cup.
A cup of wine down, Wen Mingyu was even more inebriated, his body tilted, and he directly planted himself in Mu Zhan’s arm, before sloppily sliding down and comfortably took Mu Zhan’s thighs as a pillow. He even shifted around like a languid cat, looking for a more relaxed position to nestle.
Mu Zhan’s voice was hoarse, “….. Get up.”
However, intoxicated people never listen to normal human speech, and they are entirely immersed in their own world.
Wen Mingyu took no notice of Mu Zhan’s words and instead inquired, “Who are you?”
The red at the end of his eyes became more intense and distinct after he became more inebriated, as if a lovely peach flower had sprouted. His eyes were gleaming and hazy, with a brimming watery glow.
Mu Zhan reached out and his fingers landed on the corners of his eyes. He gently rubbed his fingertips on it, caressing it a little, staining them with a little moisture.
He examined the wet traces on his fingertips. He thought for a moment, and then actually licked it with his lips. Sure enough, he detected Wen Mingyu’s unique fruity fragrance. It had a heavier scent than usual, with a hint of sweetness. It was far superior than the taste of the fruit wine, and was quite addicting.
Mu Zhan lowered his eyes, which became deeper and darker, flashing a ghostly glow as he did so.
Wen Mingyu was not aware of his actions, but he was thinking hard and finally came to the conclusion, “I know who you are.”
That solemn and earnest expression appears to be in a sudden awakening.
Mu Zhan looked at him, waiting for his next words.
Wen Mingyu stared at him and said with great conviction, “You are the Dog Emperor.”
Mu Zhan: “……”
ChiFu: This chapter is quite intense… cough I’m a little shy:)) Imagining that I’m in the tyrant’s shoes is too much, I might faint : D I also wanna touch a drunk rabbit!! Kidding QwQ
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the dog emperor in name: ……..so his mouth is sweet but that’s how he calls me in his mind?
Ahhh My brain is fried
Ahahaha omg WMY
hahaha XD
Is he going to have a splitting headache next morning and forget everything that happened at dinner? 😂
Thank you for the chapter 🌹
Cannot be! ; D Let’s wait later :3 Thank you for reading!
Oh no, WMY you are finished XD Drunk plot, ah, drunk plot is irreplaceable~
Thank You for the new chapter! (｡’▽’｡)♡
I agree! What a wonderful life ah~ have a nice read!
Critical hit
Thanks for the chapter ~
You’re welcome~
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
Rabbit is sweet but stupid drunk. Maybe dead drunk. Lmao! Thanks for the chapter 🤣❤️
Hahaha Mu Zhan you did it to yourself, making an already drunk boy drink more. They’re both so silly, I love them
Thank you so much for translating! <3
Lol 😂😂 lets pray for Wen Mingyu safety 😂
Thanks for the chapter 💕
Lol, I laughed so much
Thank you for translation
So funny trying to eat while he’s drunk! I wonder what part time jobs involved underage drinking 😳
So…. who is gonna tell our rabbit its illegal to be this cute?
OMG he didn’t!!!!!
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