Although Wen Mingyu is not a real animal, Omegas naturally have some animal characteristics based on their in-born animal forms.
The drooping-eared rabbit is very timid and will be frightened if something moves or makes a big noise.
Not to mention, before him stood a man who exudes a dangerous aura, as if he had met a natural enemy. Wen Mingyu’s body was stiff, and he wanted to fall on the ground and play dead.
For the past few days, Wen Mingyu is not just a paralyzed salted fish, but he also secretly pried some news. However, the palace servants were all tight-lipped that he could only rely on what he heard from the Hou house and dug out some memories in his head.
Thousands of years ago is too far back in time and there were not many ancient texts, but there were some records that remain.
It was said that when the emperor was at court, a minister disobeyed him and uttered something that angered the emperor. For a second, the tyrant looked down at the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs with calmness and leisure, and the next second, his face and eyes were tinged with red, like a sudden change of persona and his body was full of hostility and madness. He took the guard’s sword, raised it and slashed; and blood splattered at once. There was dead silence in the hall, and the ministers were shocked and horrified. They didn’t dare say one more word for fear of becoming the next corpse.
It’s because of this event that the tyrant’s reputation of being unpredictable and being careless in the matters of human life became more solidified, and the courtiers were all afraid.
The air seems to have frozen.
At the thought of these, Wen Mingyu was so nervous that he even forgot to breathe. The hand resting on the edge of the door’s hand unconsciously tightened, fingers curled up, his phalanges were raised and faintly pale.
He was watched by this tyrant who might kill him at any moment, and his legs were soft…
It’s not that he didn’t imagine how to cope with the tyrant before, but when it comes to this, he stood dazedly and his mind was blank. He was almost exposed in horror to show his original shape and turned into a curled up ball of fur.
His mind could only visualize the image of his head falling off, so tragic that he wanted to hug his head and cry bitterly. The second life that he had just gotten, had it come to an end?
The man in black clothes stood tall, straight and brazen. When he walked over step by step, his aura brought out a powerful momentum.
Wen Mingyu shuddered instinctually and wanted to hide, but his weak feet wouldn’t listen. The little distance he retreated was almost negligible.
Mu Zhan had already stood two steps in front of him, looking down at him blandly.
“You are the one sent by the Wen family? Who taught you basic etiquette? You don’t even know how to kowtow?”
That’s right. When Wen Mingyu heard this, he remembered with hindsight that, in ancient times, if you see the emperor, then you have to pay respects. What was the paying-your-respects posture? I practiced secretly two days ago, but I can’t remember now!
He subconsciously looked at the surrounding servants and wanted to follow suit, but he was blocked by the people in front of him.
F*ck.
In other words, he wanted to sneak a peek at others because he knew he couldn’t answer a single question in the examination room. The invigilator felt the grief of monitoring around him. Moreover, the general examination room was only for failed subjects. He didn’t do it all right, and had to die!
It was simply tragic beyond comparison.
After a moment’s silence, the tyrant seemed to be a little impatient and his voice was cold: “Hou Guangyang sent a mute to me? How daring.”
Wen Mingyu’s heart leaped. The next sentence won’t be I’m not happy, so I’ll kill your whole family, right?
Although he didn’t like Hou Guangyang, but not to the point of wanting him dead, and if he annihilated the Marquis’s main family and also the side branch, then he is also counted ah.
Wen Mingyu did not even have time to think about what to say, and hurriedly said: “I can speak..”
Mu Zhan slightly narrowed his eyes: “Why didn’t you say something?”
Wen Mingyu didn’t dare to say that he was scared silly and forgot to respond. He could only hope that his face had an appropriate smiling face. Everyone loves to listen to rainbow farts, so his lips curved and he showed a harmless smile: “The first time I saw Your Majesty, I was stunned by his handsome face and incomparable noble temperament. For a moment, I forgot how to talk. “
This is not completely a lie. After all, he initially listened to those dreadful rumors, and thought that the tyrant would have the image of a ferocious tiger with a fierce back and waist. However, when he saw the real person, he surprisingly found a young, good-looking and eye-catching man. If not for the frightening aura that surrounds his whole person, he was actually more like a gentle prince that makes people want to throw fruits and money in his car.
As soon as his words fell, the palace servants around him gasped with horror and fear. It seemed that what Wen Mingyu said was so shocking that they couldn’t control it.
Wen Mingyu was startled. He felt that he might have taken the wrong route and had stepped on a landmine and lost his life.
His smile became stiff, and he couldn’t hold on any longer.
Mu Zhan stared at him for a few seconds. Then he abruptly burst into a laugh, not knowing if it was a sneer.
He then turned around and walked away, only throwing down one sentence: “Bring him here.”
Wen Mingyu was stunned, not understanding what the tyrant meant. A white-faced eunuch with horsetail whisk in his hand walked up to him, and said with a smile: “Young Master Wen, His Majesty has asked you to come over. Please follow this slave.”
Wen Mingyu: “… Oh.”
On the surface, he was still smiling, but under it; his heart was brimming with tears. Was his way of blowing rainbow farts a success or a failure? The tyrant didn’t order to kill him. Why did he let him go? Did he think of a way to torture him, or on a whim will he be used as a plaything to relieve his boredom? He would rather do the latter.
He was about to leave when San Xi called out from behind him. Wen Mingyu turned around and met his worried eyes. Although they have not spent much time together, he felt that San Xi was a good-natured person and felt affectionate. So his legs trembled a bit yet he still smiled soothingly, and said: “Don’t worry, I will be fine.”
… It’s alright my ass, he will probably never return once he’s gone.
Wen Mingyu followed the eunuch. After so many days in the imperial palace, this is the first time he has been out of the place he lives. The imperial palace is indeed grand and magnificent, but his life is not guaranteed, where is he in the mood to appreciate it. He tried to inquire about something from the eunuch, but the other side just smiled and looked approachable. Yet, when he talked, there was no leakage in his words. He was like an experienced Tai Chi player.
Wen Mingyu could only shut his lips and walked silently to a magnificent palace. No sooner than he had entered when the door closed behind him with a soft thud. It was as if he was also hit in his heart, causing him to shiver a little.
Mu Zhan sat in the center seat, the table in front of him was filled with exquisite and sumptuous delicacies, and the fragrance wafted away.
The aroma spread and Wen Mingyu, in an instant, felt hungry. It’s almost time for lunch now.
Mu Zhan just sat there with one hand resting on his cheek, his expression indifferent. He turned a blind eye to those tempting dishes and showed no interest.
Wen Mingyu couldn’t help but glanced at it and swallowed secretly.
He didn’t know what the tyrant called him for, so after he entered the hall, he stood there and did not move an inch.
Mu Zhan raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, “Come and sit down.”
Wen Mingyu was a little startled, but he obediently obeyed and walked over. He looked at the stools, not knowing where to sit.
Mu Zhan tapped the seat beside him.
Wen Mingyu immediately sat down, the action was so fast it seemed a little impolite. Of course, he was not. He was just afraid that the tyrant would be unhappy if he was slow for a minute, and give him a decapitation service.
Mu Zhan held his chin and said calmly: “What’s your name?”
“Wen Mingyu.”
He reflexively answered. Wen Mingyu paused for a moment. Fortunately, the original owner’s name has the same pronunciation as his, which is not wrong to say.
But, the words had just fallen when he felt a sudden stab of a chilly gaze above his head, his back cold, and his heart was about to stop beating.
What’s going on? The tyrant doesn’t like his name?
“Which character?”
Mu Zhan questioned again.
Wen Mingyu didn’t even think about it this time as he explained the name of the original body. It was Wen MingYu.
Mu Zhan’s face grew even colder once he finished speaking.
Wen Mingyu was scared and puzzled. It was such a nice name, how did it provoke you, you are so… Is changing it out of the question?!
His heart was feeling dissatisfied when his chin was abruptly pinched by a pale, slender hand.
Wen Mingyu was forced to raise his head and make eye contact with Mu Zhan. The fingers on Wen Mingyu’s chin pressed slightly. Squeezing it a bit and then his fingers slid down along the edge of his cheek, slowly stroking it up. The finger was a bit cool, like a poisonous snake crawling slowly. It makes people’s back hair rise and for the heart to beat wildly.
After rubbing it carefully for a long time, the tips of his fingers swept over his ears and rubbed on the earlobes.
The unprecedented intimate touch he had never felt before made Wen Mingyu feel very uncomfortable. He couldn’t help trembling a little, wanting to shrink away from the feeling, but he was firmly restrained and couldn’t break free.
Wen Mingyu was bewildered and had no idea why the tyrant was going nuts all of a sudden. Suddenly, he was pinched in the face, it didn’t hurt but he was scared to death. He was like a frog to be dissected on an experimental table. The other party’s eyes penetrated through his skin, saw everything underneath, and the place that was rubbed felt vaguely hot and numb.
After touching around, Mu Zhan seemed to suddenly lack interest. He slightly narrowed his eyes, withdrew his hand, and leaned lazily against the back of his seat. His face looked gloomy.
So… What exactly does that mean?
Wen Mingyu’s face raised a question mark, but he still quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
He almost thought that the tyrant was suddenly craving for some physical touch, that would be terrifying.
The atmosphere was eerily silent.
Wen Mingyu couldn’t help sneaking a few glances at the food on the table. He didn’t want to either, but it smelled too good.
“Want to eat?”
A low voice rang out coldly, Wen Mingyu was startled for a moment. He jerked his head up to look at Mu Zhan, his eyes widened round as a ball and his fur flared up, like a frightened small animal. However, he soon regained his senses. Revealing a smile and simply shook his head, “No.”
This is the emperor’s food. The emperor hasn’t eaten it. How dare he think about it, isn’t this courting death?
The corner of Mu Zhan’s mouth raised a slight arc and smiled. Yet, his smile was not as wide as his eyes, there were no good feelings and pleasure in it. Instead, he said coldly, “Since you do not want to eat… Someone, who made these dishes?”
Wait, what are you saying?
Wen Mingyu was a little mystified, but Mu Zhan swiftly answered his doubts and said in a heavy voice: “ The dishes made are unappetizing. What’s the use of keeping them.”
Damn, really deserves to be a tyrant. Suddenly wanting to kill people all of a sudden.
Wen Mingyu of course didn’t want someone to die. In a swift motion, he picked up the chopsticks, and stuffed a piece of meat in his mouth. He smile in surprised and said: “It’s delicious ah ~”
This time, he did not put on any facade. The imperial meal prepared for the emperor was of the highest quality, and the taste was first class. Both of his eyes lit up with gleam.
Mu Zhan waved his hand at the eunuch who had just been called in and told him to step back, looking at Wen Mingyu with a smiling expression, “Didn’t you just say you didn’t want to eat?”
Wen Mingyu’s eyebrows arched, “It’s because they all look so delicious.”
Mu Zhan: “Then finish all of them.”
Oh, that’s a nice threat.
Wen Mingyu responded obediently with a clever look. Concentrating, he buried his head on the food and ate.
The roasted duck skin is crispy and tender, the pork tenderloin is sweet yet sour, the steamed sea bass is fresh and creamy. Lastly, the shelled fresh shrimps were crunchy and had a refreshing taste, and the bean curd melt’s into one’s mouth…
The imperial food was extremely delicious, but there is always an intense and hard to ignore gaze on the top of his head, him being stared at made his scalp numb. There was too much psychological pressure, he couldn’t taste the food properly, and he had a little indigestion.
Well, I’m pretty excited to share you all the next chapter so here it is! The regular schedule will start next week~