Wen Mingyu couldn't help but speak, showing obvious worry.

Mu Zhan quickly grabbed Wen Mingyu's hand with his backhand and held it firmly in his palm. His voice was somewhat hoarse and low, "...it's okay."

But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like everything is fine.

Seeing that he was unwilling to say anything, Wen Mingyu had no choice but to use pheromones to slowly calm down his anger. However, the distance between the two of them was too close, and the pheromone threads were entangled too much, and Wen Mingyu began to feel his body

There is some dryness and heat, and the glands on the back of the neck are faintly hot, with an indescribable numbness and itching.

Too much.

If he inhales too much of Mu Zhan's pheromones, he will be stimulated to the point of fever.

Wen Mingyu quickly stopped releasing pheromones, and the invisible snow-white threads in the air wanted to retreat. The black mist soon noticed their thoughts, and immediately wrapped around them crazily, swallowing them tightly, and forcefully kept them.

, integrated into one, unable to go back.

Wen Mingyu choked for breath, and felt numbness in the back of his neck. His hands and feet became weak. He could hardly support himself and fell down.

Mu Zhan hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the man, and the hand that originally covered Wen Mingyu's eyes was placed on his waist.

Wen Mingyu's wet eyes were exposed, the ends of his eyes were red, and he pursed his lips tightly, as if he was trying hard to endure something.

The body temperature is still a little high.

Mu Zhan touched the skin of his arm and felt something was wrong. His face suddenly darkened, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Similar symptoms immediately reminded him of the last time.

Wen Mingyu shook his head, pressed Mu Zhan's arm, and used the force to sit up straight, just in time to hide the exposed rabbit tail. The fabric on the buttocks was pushed up a little, and the plush ball was underneath.

He moved restlessly. If someone stood behind Wen Mingyu and looked carefully, he would definitely find something wrong.

The tail of an animal always seems like another creature, with its own thoughts and no control. Fortunately, his rabbit ears were obedient and did not appear suddenly.

Wen Mingyu came to his senses in an extremely dangerous manner, and was almost feverish for the first time due to stimulation.

He did not study specialized courses like other omegas. He was used to living as a beta, and his physiological knowledge was not so clear in his mind. For a moment, he forgot that the information match between the two of them was extremely good, which affected the nature.

It's also very big, not to mention that he has been marked by Mu Zhan once and is prone to dependence.

Wen Mingyu cautiously stepped back, shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."

Mu Zhan frowned, and of course he noticed his little move. What did he mean by being so detached? Is it really like what Chi Bibo said?

He hated thinking about it like this, but he felt a little uncontrollably irritated. He didn't know that this was a normal reaction of an alpha, and he needed to be comforted by his omega.

"Do you look like you're okay?"

Mu Zhan stretched out his hand and gently wiped his forehead, the fingertips were wet. Wen Mingyu's cheeks turned red, and small beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and the tip of his nose, which was forced out by the heat in his body.

Mu Zhan didn't believe that he was okay.

Wen Mingyu didn't really have a fever, he was just stimulated for a moment, and it could be relieved by holding on for a while. Of course, if Mu Zhan bites his mark, it will be relieved faster.

"Didn't you just say it was okay?"

Wen Mingyu actually asked back, with a hint of provocation in his bright eyes. If you don't say it, you have no right to accuse me of not saying it.

Mu Zhan understood what he meant, and for a moment, all the emotions in his heart were replaced by helplessness. It was hard to describe, as if the flame of irritation in his heart was suddenly doused with water and was extinguished.

"Grand Doctor Gu Xuan, come and take a look."

For some reason, he didn't call anyone directly, but stood up and walked towards the palace door. Halfway there, he suddenly looked back.

Wen Mingyu was covering her buttocks and letting her tail disappear. She noticed her sight, raised her head and looked over. She immediately sat up straight, put her hands on her knees, and looked well-behaved.

"Your Majesty, I'm fine, really."

Mu Zhan stared at him for a while, and then asked the imperial doctor to come over and take a look. Don't worry until he was sure everything was fine.

After all this tossing, Chi Bibai's words seemed to be thrown into an unknown corner, and Mu Zhan returned to his previous appearance, as if nothing had happened.

He originally wanted to ask Wen Mingyu if he wanted to escape.

‌No matter which answer he gets, he will not be satisfied.

If you answer that you want to run away, he will be furious and unable to accept it.

If he answered that he didn't want to run away, he couldn't help but wonder if Wen Mingyu was lying to him.

In the end, he didn't ask anything.

The answer is not important, no matter what, he will not let Wen Mingyu have a chance to escape.

***

After Wen Mingyu competed with Huo Hongyu once, it could be said that they were no strangers to each other. The two gradually became friends. They got together from time to time during hunting and became more and more familiar with each other.

However, Mu Zhan didn't like him, so from time to time he would make a comment to remind Huo Hongyu of his status as a bitch, saying that if Mingyu throws the ball, Huo Hongyu will pick it up.

It has to be said that people can develop thick skin. After a few times, Huo Hongyu actually became calm and just picked up something. It was nothing. He usually dropped things to pick them up, nor did he pick up the ball with his mouth or sprinkle water on it.

La.

Sometimes, even when Mu Zhan just frowned coldly and before the words came out, Huo Hongyu opened his mouth and barked at Wen Mingyu very predictably, which was so skillful that it made people feel heartbroken.

Wen Mingyu continued chatting with Huo Hongyu.

Mu Zhan's face was so dark that it looked like he could drip out ink.

Therefore, Wen Mingyu always felt like he was playing with his younger brother here, but then he was trying to coax the emperor, so he was busy at both ends.

Autumn hunting is a sport and entertainment activity for the royal family and nobles. Although they will stay at the hunting ground for nearly a month, they do not hunt every day and there is always time to rest.

On weekends, Wen Mingyu was strolling around the palace.

Magnificent, magnificent and resplendent.

Qionglou Yuyu, Guidianlan Palace, pavilions and waterside pavilions.

A small hexagonal pavilion by the lake is particularly elegant and delicate.

When you look down at the pavilion, you can see the koi carps swimming lazily around. They are golden, bright, agile and active, which is very pleasing to the eye.

After wandering around for a long time, Sanxi was attentive and considerate and suggested to sit and rest in the pavilion for a while. Seeing that Wen Mingyu was very interested in the koi, he asked, "Master Wen, you like these koi? Why don't you go get some?"

Bring the fish food, so Mr. Wen can feed it and see the interesting picture of the koi carp swarming in groups."

Wen Mingyu tilted his head and smiled, "Okay, thank you."

Sanxi ran away actively.

Wen Mingyu was sitting on a wooden chair, facing outside the pavilion, half-lying on the railing lazily. Because the sun was dazzling, he raised his hand to put a small parasol on his brow bone, and squinted to look at the sparkling lake.

When the palace attendants who were waiting quietly saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel a little lost. Just sitting there like this casually looked like a picture of a beautiful woman. It's no wonder that the Holy One loves him so much. If it were them, they would want to give away all the good things.

When I come to Mr. Wen, I just want a beautiful smile.

Then, they saw the beauty with sad eyes and sighed lowly.

I couldn't help but feel my heart tightening, wanting to help him solve his troubles.

"Master Wen, what's on your mind?"

The first palace man asked carefully and softly.

Wen Mingyu shook his head and said it was nothing.

In fact, how could he say what he was thinking? Because he was still thinking about Mu Zhan being his father. How great. Without the worries of omega pheromones during estrus, love and marriage would not be as reliable as blood ties.

, the partner may have cheated, the relationship has faded, divorce has cut off the relationship, ‌Father and son are blood relatives for life!

Compared with illusory love, family love obviously makes people feel much more at ease.

It is simply impossible for Mu Zhan to be his father. If he dares to scream, Mu Zhan will be furious and beat him if he says no. Just thinking about it makes me sad, oh oh oh.

At this time, Sanxi came back with fish food for him.

Wen Mingyu became a little more interested, took it, and sprinkled it little by little into the lake. Watching the beautiful carps squealing and opening their mouths, swarming around and competing for food, the fish tails swayed in the lake, as if a big beautiful flower had bloomed.

of flowers.

Wen Mingyu watched without blinking.

At some point, Mu Zhan came over and stood behind Wen Mingyu.

Wen Mingyu quickly noticed the mellow aroma of wine. He looked back and saw that his back hit Mu Zhan's waist and legs. He could easily hug Mu Zhan's waist with his hand, and the part where his face was facing

‌A little embarrassing.

Wen Mingyu couldn't help but stepped back, leaning against the back of the wooden chair, her eyes wandering a bit.

Mu Zhan asked: "What are you doing?"

Wen Mingyu shook a small bag of fish food in his hand and said, "Feed the fish, Your Majesty, do you want to join us?"

Mu Zhan sat down, took the fish food from Wen Mingyu's hand, and sprinkled some of it into the lake. The fish crowded together to grab food.

"Your Majesty, do they look like..." Wen Mingyu lowered his eyes and looked at the lake seriously. His long, thick and curled eyelashes were like crow feathers, very beautiful.

Mu Zhan did not look at the fish in the lake. Instead, he turned to look at his side face and listened to him indifferently. Anyone would think that he was going to praise the fish for how beautiful it was. Wen Mingyu went on to say - "Yes

Doesn’t it look delicious?”
To be continued...