Because she thought too much before going to bed, Wen Mingyu had a nightmare, which was still about Mu Zhan. As expected of day and night dream.

In the dream, he looked like a lop-eared rabbit, and he was locked in a cage. The cage was made of gold and was carved with beautiful patterns, which was very delicate and gorgeous.

He looked around blankly, patted the railing with his paws, turned around to find the door, and tried to escape. But he couldn't open the door at all, instead he saw a tall figure walking over.

It's Mu Zhan.

He reached out and picked up the cage, stared at Wen Mingyu with dark eyes, and said with a sneer, "If you want to escape, I will lock you up alone, how can you escape?"

Wen Mingyu was shocked that she had already failed to escape. , and also exposed his own rabbit prototype.

Mu Zhan took him to the bedside. On the way, Wen Mingyu's body swayed with the cage, hanging in the air, a little too high to frighten the rabbit. He awkwardly hugged the railing with his paws, and the snow-white tail ball trembled slightly.

On the low couch beside the bed, there is a plate of strawberries, full of red and full, exuding an attractive fragrance.

Wen Mingyu was not far from the strawberry, so she couldn't help stretching her claws to get it, but the short claws couldn't reach it, so she could only stick out of the railing, tick after tick, staring at the strawberry, pitiful and cute.

"Want to eat?"

Mu Zhan's voice sounded above his head.

Wen Mingyu nodded vigorously, and Mu Zhan took a strawberry and handed it to him. Because Wen Mingyu at this time is a lop-eared rabbit, only the size of a slap, and the strawberry is not small for him, so he needs to eat it with two paws.

He took a bite, and the juice overflowed. He licked it with his small tongue, sucking up the juice that flowed out, and then happily chomping, eating the pulp into his mouth one bite at a time, and quickly finished eating the strawberries.

Mu Zhan sat beside him, holding his chin and watching him eat, watching him hand him a fresh strawberry after eating. After eating three in a row, Wen Mingyu was full, her face was satisfied, and her stomach bulged a little.

Mu Zhan stretched out his hand and rubbed his belly lightly, smiled and said meaningfully: "Have you eaten yet? Now it's your turn to be lonely."

Wen Mingyu was a little sluggish just after eating, and looked at him blankly. I understood, and in the next second, I saw Mu Zhan opened the cage, pinched the back of his neck, and lifted him out.

He sat on Mu Zhan's palm, and as soon as he raised his head, he met Mu Zhan's eyes. It was pure black and deep, and the strong and paranoid emotions were surging wildly, like a ferocious beast staring at the long-awaited prey, unable to hide it. Vigorous desire, I can't wait to tear him apart and eat it.

...! ! !

Wen Mingyu was in a cold sweat, so frightened that the hair all over her body exploded, and she woke up directly from her dream.

He opened his eyes with a snap, and met a handsome pale face.

Mu Zhan.

For a moment, Wen Mingyu thought he was still in a nightmare and didn't wake up. He was really locked up by Mu Zhan.

The back of the head is cold and cold, and the heart is about to strike.

"Gudu is going down, you haven't woken up yet, you slept soundly." Mu Zhan sat on the edge of the bed, looked at him, and said leisurely.

Wen Mingyu finally woke up most of the time, blinked his eyes twice, got up from the bed, closed his clothes, braced himself to deal with the tyrant, bent his lips and said with a smile, "Thanks to Your Majesty, I was thinking of you, and I was able to sleep. So fragrant."

Mu Zhan's expression did not change, "Really? Thinking about loneliness, but Gu sees that you seemed to have had a nightmare just now. It's terrible to be alone in your dream?"

Wen Mingyu laughed, thinking that it was not ordinary It's terrifying, looking at him is like looking at a plate of braised rabbit meat. If he wakes up later, he probably won't even have any bones left.

Because Wen Mingyu didn't answer, he seemed to acquiesce to this statement for a while, Mu Zhan's face sank and became impatient.

Fortunately, at this time, Wen Mingyu also thought about his words, shook his head solemnly, and said sincerely: "Of course not, it is someone else who is scary in the dream, Your Majesty is majestic and majestic, save me from the fire and water, let me not. No matter how scared I am, when I wake up and see Your Majesty, I feel at ease in an instant."

Mu Zhan said nothing, but the anger around him subsided a lot, and he seemed to be quite satisfied with what he said.

Wen Mingyu saw it.

As they got along, Wen Mingyu slowly felt some of Mu Zhan's temperament. If he speaks arrogantly and expresses a near-offensive closeness to the tyrant, the tyrant is not angry at all, and has no intention of killing him, but on the contrary, if he is trembling and has a look of fear, the tyrant's expression will become cold Impatient, terrible aura.

It's very strange. As the most noble of the ninety-five, shouldn't the emperor be respected by others? Or, because there are too many people afraid of him, and want something different?

In any case, Wen Mingyu has grasped a little way to deal with tyrants, blowing rainbow farts, no matter what the situation, praise is right, and praise can be smooth.

However, it is not easy to face a tyrant with such a strong aura. Every time Wen Mingyu smiled sweetly and brilliantly, her legs were actually shaking. Now he just woke up from a nightmare and shook even more. In order not to be discovered, he had to hold it down.

He also didn't know if Mu Zhan found it, and hoped not.

Mu Zhan was neatly dressed and sat on the edge of the bed, Wen Mingyu was still on the bed, the quilt was covered around his waist, and he was only wearing thin pajamas, and he always felt uncomfortable.

Wen Mingyu pursed her lips and smiled, revealing a small dimple on one side, looking a little embarrassed, very cute.

"I haven't washed and changed my clothes yet, so it's really rude to be in front of Your Majesty. Your Majesty can..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already obvious. He was rushing Mu Zhan out.

Mu Zhan heard it, but did not go out according to the words, but put his hand on the back of Wen Mingyu's neck and closed it gently, rubbing it for a while, and pinching it again.

"It's just a dream, to be scared like this, really squeamish."

Wen Mingyu was stunned and didn't hear what Mu Zhan was saying at all. Because Omega's glands are on the back of the neck, in the interstellar era, this is a very secret and special part that only extremely intimate people can touch. Mu Zhan rubbed his fingers on it, and instantly grabbed all of Wen Mingyu's mind, and the numbness he had never experienced rose straight up, his hands and feet were weak, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

His conditioned reflex wanted to shrink his neck and try to avoid Mu Zhan's hand, but Mu Zhan's hand was strong and powerful, with a coolness. Dare to move.

Mu Zhan touched it for a long time before he stopped and got up to leave.

Wen Mingyu sat on the bed, unable to regain her senses for a long time, her heartbeat was so fast that it seemed like she was about to pop out of her chest. His eyelashes trembled, a thin layer of sweat oozes out of his forehead, and the black hair on his temples was wet, and his snow-white fingertips squeezed the sheets tightly, as if resisting some unbearable feeling.

It was not until Mu Zhan walked away and his breath became extremely light that he regained his calm and heaved a long sigh of relief.

Sanxi brought the water basin and waited for him to wash. She was in a good mood and said happily, "Young Master, how much the Sage loves you. Seeing you had a nightmare, he comforted you and coaxed you so gently.

" Confused, recalling what happened just now, where did the tyrant comfort him? To say that he was frightened and squeamish by a dream is to despise him for being useless.

Wen Mingyu seriously suspected that Sanxi was overly supplementing and added some strange filters.

Sanxi held the wet cloth in both hands and said with a smile, "Young Master, you are blushing."

He didn't say anything nonsense, Wen Mingyu's face was indeed a light crimson, against the white jade-like skin, it was more than Yangchun The peach blossoms in March are even more beautiful, making people unable to look away.

It is not surprising that such a beauty would be tempted by the Holy One.

Sanxi is happy for her master.

Wen Mingyu glanced at Sanxi, who couldn't help but be overjoyed, and knew that he had misunderstood a lot, but he couldn't explain it, so he had to go with him.

Wen Mingyu got up and got out of bed, but her feet were still a little soft. When she stepped on the ground, she accidentally slanted her body and almost fell heavily. Sanxi hurriedly reached out to help, but Wen Mingyu grabbed the bedpost in time and stabilized her figure.

Sanxi breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a faint worry in her heart. Young Master is so delicate and frail, how can he and His Majesty...

Fortunately, Wen Mingyu had no way of knowing what he was thinking, otherwise he would be so embarrassed that he would use jio to dig the floor and pull out a palace.

After washing everything was done, Wen Mingyu went to Mu Zhan again, as always.

Wen Mingyu didn't want to see the tyrant before, but now because of the nightmare last night and seeing Mu Zhan as soon as she woke up, this reluctance has worsened today, and the food has become less attractive.

Wen Mingyu was sitting there with a plate of sweet and sour preserved fruit in front of him. In normal times, he must have eaten it with relish, but today he looked at the wall and became dumbfounded, thinking about something.

Last night's dream and what happened in the morning made him feel a sense of crisis, and he couldn't delay. In the past, he had trained himself to resist Alpha's pheromones, preventing himself from being controlled by instinct and involuntarily surrendering.

Although the process was difficult, it turned out to be very useful, allowing him to pretend to be Beta for more than ten years, and he did not reveal it when he encountered Alpha.

But now, he found that Mu Zhan's influence on him seemed to be a little big, I'm afraid it's just so unlucky, the fit between the two of them is extremely high. That estrus period is even more dangerous.

Wen Mingyu pondered, he must be familiar with the route of the palace as soon as possible, after all, the escape plan is difficult, the sooner you prepare, the better.

Then, the key is, how can he naturally ask the tyrant the freedom to roam freely in the palace.

Wen Mingyu was very annoyed, and her expression of staring at the wall became bitter and hatred. He was so focused that he didn't even notice that Mu Zhan's eyes fell on him.

Mu Zhan noticed his absent-mindedness, frowned, and said coldly, "What are you thinking about?"

Wen Mingyu was shocked back to her senses, but she didn't notice what Mu Zhan said at all, so she could only look at it blankly. Such an expression on an overly handsome and delicate face is really hard to blame.

But Mu Zhan's eyes became more serious, and he seemed to be in a very unhappy mood, and repeated what he just said in a cold tone.

This time Wen Mingyu finally heard it clearly, but of course he wouldn't answer honestly, but said briskly, "I'm thinking about what to have for lunch today~"

Mu Zhan's expression was unpredictable, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not, but he He didn't get angry, but called Wen Mingyu over, threw a memorial into his arms at will, and said, "Since you are so free, sit here and read the memorial to Gu."

It is a secret thing, just In his hands so easily, the tyrant took the initiative to throw it. Wen Mingyu was stunned and at a loss, feeling that this memorial was like a hot potato, and just wanted to throw it back.

This tyrant is so unscrupulous in what he does.

Wen Mingyu asked: "Your Majesty, can I really read this memorial?"

Mu Zhan didn't have any intention of changing his mind, and said very naturally: "Why not let you see it alone?

"

Wen Mingyu looked down, first sighed in her heart about the exquisiteness of the memorial, and then opened it... there is no more.

He was completely dumbfounded.

He didn't know a word of what was written on the memorial.

Once crossed, he became a complete illiterate.

Wen Mingyu suddenly found that he was probably inferior to a three-year-old child here.

This is truly a sad thing for those who see it and those who hear it cry.

Wen Mingyu froze there for a long time, without saying a word, Mu Zhan looked over, "Why don't you read it?"

Wen Mingyu had a complicated face, and suddenly remembered a sentence she had read on Xingwang before.

Brothers will betray you, lovers will leave you, but math won't, math won't just won't.

Now he found that the same is true for words.

These words, if you don't know them, you don't know them, and you can't even pretend to know them.

Wen Mingyu used to be an excellent student who was among the best and won a scholarship. He was very embarrassed to say this, and his face was a little red. He lowered his head, handed the memorial over, pointed his finger, and said, "I, I don't know these...words."

Mu Zhan glanced at it, and the first thing he noticed was Wen Mingyu's red color. The ears, white and lustrous, dyed a beautiful red, make people just want to knead and play.

Silent for a while.

Wen Mingyu didn't hear a response, she raised her eyes with some doubts, and found that Mu Zhan was staring at him with a very strange look.

Looking up, Mu Zhan said, "You don't know how to read?"

His tone was obviously surprised, as if he thought it was impossible.

When Wen Mingyu heard it, she even felt as if her heart had been stabbed with an arrow.

Surprised?

You may not believe it, but I also discovered that I was illiterate.