Wen Mingyu returned to the Tai Chi Hall from the Imperial Academy, feeling very relaxed. She subconsciously thought about what happened today and listened to Mu Zhan. Mu Zhan was always the first person he wanted to share anything with.

He crossed the threshold and walked in. He immediately looked for Mu Zhan and shouted: "Your Majesty."

Soon I saw it. Mu Zhan was sitting casually, holding something in his hand and looking at it. When he heard the sound, he raised his head and looked towards him, half-smiling but not smiling, feeling indescribable.

The feeling is very subtle.

Wen Mingyu couldn't help but swallow the words that came to his lips, and asked doubtfully: "Your Majesty, what are you looking at?"

...the smile becomes perverted.

Wen Mingyu didn't say what he said next.

Mu Zhan raised the corners of his lips and said with an unclear taste: "Want to know? Then come and take a look."

Hearing his tone, Wen Mingyu always felt that it was not a good thing, but she couldn't bear the curiosity like a cat's paw scratching her heart, so she cautiously nudged over little by little, and couldn't help but ask: "Can I see it?"

"Of course." Mu Zhan nodded, looking extra generous.

As soon as Wen Mingyu heard this, he knew it was definitely not a secret, so he felt relieved and continued walking over.

When Wen Mingyu was still two steps away, his eyes fell on Mu Zhan's hand and found that the thing seemed a little too familiar.

He looked twice and finally realized what it was. His face changed instantly. The colors were more exciting than the palette. His eyes widened and he was even a little frightened. His legs and feet were numb and uncontrollable, and he wanted to run to the ends of the earth.

Went.

Mu Zhan shook the stack of paper in his hand and said meaningfully: "The story here is very interesting. Do you want to read it?"

Without even thinking about it, there was no way he could recognize this. Wen Mingyu quickly calmed down his expression, pretending to be confused and innocent, "What story?"

The smile in Mu Zhan's eyes deepened, "The story you wrote."

Wen Mingyu's feet softened and he immediately shook his head, "Your Majesty misunderstood. Although it is my handwriting, it was just me who was bored and found a script to copy and practice calligraphy. It was not written by me.

of."

"Really?" Mu Zhan lowered his head to look at the stack of paper, pressed his finger on it, and said slowly, "The characters in it are obviously based on you and Gu. If they are not you, then they must

Someone is hiding under our bed, watching and listening."

‌‌ Not too nervous, Wen Mingyu almost laughed out loud because of the last sentence.

The moment he walked away, Mu Zhan stretched out his hand, and someone pulled him over, held his chin, and said slowly: "It seems that you are very knowledgeable. The guard inside was beaten 56 times with a sack.

times, fell 47 times, and the house collapsed 3 times.”

Wen Mingyu was even more panicked now. Even these times were so clear that he didn't even know what he had written. Mu Zhan must have read them all and was still angry!

Between continuing to quibble or confessing and being lenient, Wen Mingyu hesitated for a while and decided to choose the latter. After all, Mu Zhan had already decided that it was him who wrote it, and a good attitude of admitting his mistakes might help him to be deceived.

Pass.

So, Wen Mingyu nodded and said, "‌, I wrote this, and the guard in it is me."

Mu Zhan said in a long voice, "Oh?"

He was extremely serious in making up, "Your Majesty is so noble, how can I write you as a guard? No character can reflect your courage and magnificence."

"There are still people who write stories that are unlucky?"

"Of course, people are given great responsibilities, and they must first work hard and work hard. I write this just to train myself for this role, and also to tell myself that there is no free lunch in the world, no matter what you want,

Whatever you do, you have to put in your best efforts first." Wen Mingyu said nonsense seriously.

"That makes sense."

Wen Mingyu seemed to see a little hope.

"But Gu still thinks that the young master inside is you and the guard is Gu."

"Your Majesty, it's really not..."

Mu Zhan's slender fingers slowly slid across his cheek, stopped at his lips, pressed lightly, and said in a low voice: "I can't punish you, as long as you do one thing."

Wen Mingyu asked in a low voice anxiously: "...what's the matter?"

"It's very simple for you." Mu Zhan picked up the stack of paper and said, "act out the plot above."

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, then realized, "I play the role of a guard?"

‌Of course we still have to deal with him.

Mu Zhan shook his head, "I will play the guard and you will play the young master."

Wen Mingyu was dumbfounded: "...?"

Is the Dog Emperor M?

Wen Mingyu thought he was crazy, but Mu Zhan had no intention of joking and said, "Let's start now."

After saying that, he stood up, Wen Mingyu pressed down on the chair, lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully: "Master, do you want to eat?"

Wen Mingyu was dumbfounded, feeling as if she was in a dream that was unreal. After a while, she responded slowly.

Mu Zhan actually went out and asked the palace servants to pass on the food.

The meals are placed one by one, exuding an attractive aroma.

But Wen Mingyu was the only one sitting at the table, with Mu Zhan standing on one side, as if he was a loyal bodyguard.

Wen Mingyu turned to look at him and whispered: "Your Majesty, please sit down and eat first."

Mu Zhan said: "Master, I am just your bodyguard. This is against the rules."

Zhao Dequan, who was about to exit, vaguely heard their words. His hand on closing the door paused for a moment, and then closed it faster, as if he had seen a ghost... He was becoming more and more ignorant of the current youth.

It’s something new for people.

Wen Mingyu felt dizzy after hearing this, but no matter what he said, Mu Zhan played the role of the guard very dedicatedly. Wen Mingyu only ate by himself, but he couldn't ignore the people behind him at all. He was worried and worried.

‌The food no longer tastes good.

Mu Zhan was just another way to torture him, right?

When he finally finished eating, Mu Zhan took over his bowls and chopsticks and started eating.

Wen Mingyu was stunned, especially when he saw him put the chopsticks into his mouth. They were the chopsticks he had bitten... His ears were a bit uncontrollable and he felt feverish.

Wen Mingyu watched him finish eating with mixed emotions, thinking that he had finally passed the test, but unexpectedly, when he was about to take a bath, Mu Zhan followed him.

He suddenly had a bad feeling, "What are you doing here?"

"Serve the young master to take a bath."

Wen Mingyu was furious: "I don't need it! Get out!"

Mu Zhan looked at him, unmoved, "Young Master is not used to being served by others."

This is not written in the script at all. Even if you have to serve, you should be a maid and a boy. How can you be a guard? Change the script randomly!

Wen Mingyu couldn't help but said: "I'm not used to being served by anyone. I want to wash alone."

"But I have always been at your service. Young Master, please don't be willful. You can't do it alone."

Mu Zhan said slowly, stepped forward, grabbed Wen Mingyu's belt, and easily untied it. At the same time, he also held Wen Mingyu's wrist, slipped through the cuff, and gently touched the delicate skin of his arm with his fingertips.

A burst of itch aroused, making Wen Mingyu tremble slightly.

The distance between the two was so close that Wen Mingyu was almost shrouded in Mu Zhan's shadow. His strong posture did not look like a guard. The strong alcohol pheromones seemed to engulf him.

As soon as Wen Mingyu raised his head, he saw those dark and deep eyes, and he didn't even want to step back.

…

In the end, Wen Mingyu was forced to let the guard in front of him change his clothes and was helped into the bath. At this time, almost all of his skin was glowing with a light pink color.

However, Mu Zhan pretended to be soothing and said, "Don't worry, young master, I will not offend you."

Wen Mingyu's body sank, half of her red face was hidden in the water, and bubbles gurgled out of the water.

He feels that the eyes are very offensive, okay? If you are so dedicated, just close your eyes!

As if hearing what he was saying, Mu Zhan whispered: "If I close my eyes, I won't be able to wipe the young master's back."

Wen Mingyu: "...!!!"

Still need a back rub?!

Mu Zhan actually took a soft cloth and wiped his back very carefully. After getting up from the bath, Mu Zhan made him lie down on the couch next to the bath and massaged his back.

.

Wen Mingyu looked like a shrimp in a steamer, all red.

Finally, after taking a bath, Wen Mingyu seemed to have done some extremely tiring exercise and walked back to the hall. In the end, he was even carried to the bed by Mu Zhan.

Wen Mingyu's black hair was spread out on the pillow, and the skin exposed by the slightly open skirt was like condensed fat, which was very attractive. Mu Zhan half-knelt beside the bed, picked up a strand of hair, and helped him pull it to his side.

Wen Mingyu glared at him, "You are a guard. According to the rules, you are not allowed to sleep in the same bed with the young master, right?"

Mu Zhan smiled and said seriously: "I am a personal guard. Of course I have to ensure the personal safety of the young master. Even at night, I have to prevent thieves from coming in. Therefore, I will sleep on the outside of the bed.

, Master, don’t worry.”
To be continued...