The Emperor's Favorite Imperial Concubine is an O

A few days after riding the horse, Wen Mingyu couldn't help but began to doubt life.

His hands, legs, and waist were all sore and sore, and he couldn't even smile. When he laughed, the muscles on his waist would twitch. He didn't dare to move, and he became a useless salted fish.

This was after riding a horse and soaking her feet in hot water for a massage. If not, Wen Mingyu really felt that she would be useless.

Even in the calligraphy class these few days, Wen Mingyu was holding the Langhao pen to write, her hand was shaking faintly.

Gong Xue was a little puzzled, but when he heard that he was learning to ride a horse, he suddenly understood, and said, "This reminds me of when I learned to ride a horse before, and I thought it was the master who tortured me on purpose."

Wen Mingyu said in her heart, I also suspect that the tyrant deliberately tortured me in another way.

Because he can't write well like this, Gong Xue's class is mainly about speaking, and the homework assigned has also become reading.

The class was serious and the homework was done, but the rest of the time, Wen Mingyu lay down.

Sanxi walked into the house, and saw Wen Mingyu laying motionless on the soft bed, his eyes were tired and empty, as if paralyzed, which shocked him.

"...Young master, are you alright?"

Wen Mingyu didn't move, she just tilted her head and gave Sanxi a lazy look, "Oh, I'm fine, just hurt and tired."

Sanxi asked concerned: "My lord, do you want to invite the imperial doctor to take a look?"

Wen Mingyu waved his hand, "No need, it's just a sore muscle, it will be fine in a few days."

This is actually not a big deal, he was much more tired from working part-time in the past, but after time-traveling, he has never worked, so he couldn't get used to it for a while.Thinking about it this way, besides dealing with the psychological pressure of the tyrant, he is living a pretty good life in material terms?

Thinking of this, Wen Mingyu was in a delicate mood.He kind of likes life now.

On the second day after the first horseback riding, Mu Zhan came to see him. Really, seeing Wen Mingyu walking like a cute little penguin, he couldn't help laughing.

Wen Mingyu wanted to beat him to death at first, but then she became numb.Look, look, can he lose a piece of meat?

Anyway, if Mu Zhan came to eat together, the meals would be richer and more delicious.He also has benefits.

After three days of delay, Wen Mingyu's body improved a lot.

Seeing that the little penguin was gone, Mu Zhan seemed a little regretful.

"Do you still want to learn how to ride a horse?"

Wen Mingyu nodded decisively. Although her legs hurt after riding, the feeling when the imperial horse is galloping is really great.

However, he said: "Can the training be shorter? I don't want to be limping again."

Mu Zhan said: "It was like this at the beginning, and the body will adapt."

Wen Mingyu: "Really?"

Mu Zhan raised his eyebrows, "Generally speaking, this is the case, but you don't know."

Is it implying that he is too weak?

Wen Mingyu ignored it directly, and went to the martial arts field like last time.

Day by day, Wen Mingyu is constantly training and improving, becoming more and more proficient.

Riding lessons are more precisely riding and archery lessons.

Wen Mingyu not only learned to ride a horse, but also to learn archery.

After Mu Zhan showed him the demonstration, he could accurately copy the posture, draw the bow like him, straighten the back, focus sharp eyes, and tense the muscles of the forearm into a beautiful arc, looking like a cold and proud archery master Stance.

As soon as the hand is released, the arrow is shot from the string, and the arrow misses the target.

Mu Zhan stood aside, stunned for a moment, then laughed again.

"The archery skills are terrible, but the momentum is very good, like a master who can shoot through Yang with a hundred steps."

Wen Mingyu muttered: "...in the future."

Unexpectedly, Mu Zhan did not refute, and said: "Teaching by a lonely person, if you haven't practiced well, then you are really hopeless."

Wen Mingyu twitched the corner of her mouth, nodded and said, "Yes, after all, I was taught by the most powerful His Majesty in the world."

Mu Zhan didn't deny it, accepted the praise calmly, and continued to teach.

Because it is a hand-in-hand teaching of archery, there will inevitably be some intimate contact. Mu Zhan stands behind him, wraps his whole body in his arms, points out movements, talks about skills, and even puts his legs between his legs. A push to open his legs further.

Every time at this time, Wen Mingyu would unconsciously freeze her body, surrounded by the smell of strong alcohol.

In fact, he never liked to get too close to others, and he would tense his defenses by conditioned reflex, and was very resistant.But he didn't seem to resent Mu Zhan's touch.The smell of wine would make him slightly drunk, and he even had a strange sense of familiarity in a trance.

Wen Mingyu tilted her head, looked at Mu Zhan's handsome side face, and couldn't help being dazed for a moment.Although the dog emperor has an uncertain personality and a bad personality, his face is really impeccable.If it is placed in future TV dramas, it will definitely be a beautiful villain. If you are not careful, your three views will follow your five senses.

At this time, Mu Zhan suddenly turned his head, looked at him with dark and deep eyes, squinted slightly, and said lightly, "Want to be punished?"

Wen Mingyu turned her head to stare at the target in an instant, with a serious look on her face.

After several days of practice, Wen Mingyu finally hit the bull's-eye for the first time. He jumped up on the spot with excitement and exploded with joy.

He subconsciously went to look at Mu Zhan, his eyes were sparkling, the corners of his mouth were curved, and he had an expression of complimenting me if I am super powerful.

Mu Zhan was silent for a while, then raised his hand to touch the top of his head, snoring and fluffy, jerky but with a hint of praise, stroking his head, like treating a clingy little tit around his legs The cat, but maybe it is too little to do this kind of thing, the strength is not well controlled, and the person is touched backwards, staggered, and almost fell.

Wen Mingyu looked bewildered.

Mu Zhan grabbed his arm in time, pulled it back, and immediately let go when he saw that he was standing still, with a blank expression on his face, as if nothing had happened just now.

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Mu Zhan quietly, and touched the top of her head unconsciously.

I feel weird.

At the very beginning, Wen Mingyu was assigned a doctorate in calligraphy, and it was Mu Zhan who asked him to read and read memorials.

After Wen Mingyu learned all the commonly used words, she really started this job occasionally.It's just that some speech officials are particularly fond of citing scriptures, and even use some rare words, which seem to be very knowledgeable and in-depth.And at this time, what Wen Mingyu read out became——

"I think it's a good thing for Zhou Shangshu to talk about it for Sun Shilang, and I also talk about it..."

Just like he used to read novels on Xingwang, the plot was quite normal, but after blocking the words, it became imaginative, blushing and heartbeating.

Wen Mingyu felt that she was not reading a memorial, but a small yellow text with mosaics.

Just, very embarrassing.

Moreover, Mu Zhan laughed as he listened. At first, he lowered his head and put his hands on his face, laughing silently, and then he laughed louder and louder, without any scruples.

She was simply making fun of him!

Wen Mingyu was furious, and wanted to throw away the memorial and quit, so let the dog emperor cool off!

But, it didn't take long before Mu Zhan seemed to have heard enough, or to put it another way, he had figured out Wen Mingyu's temperament, and knew that he was on the verge of breaking out, so he stopped to tease him, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"come over."

Mu Zhan seemed to suddenly think of something, and waved at Wen Mingyu, with a smile on his lips, looking in a good mood.

Wen Mingyu walked over, muttering in her heart, wondering why he was going crazy again.

As soon as she stood still in front of Mu Zhan, her wrist was grabbed and pulled, Wen Mingyu had to fall, and sat on Mu Zhan's lap in a vain manner. She was not as solid as a chair, and she couldn't help worrying about falling. .

Wen Mingyu was a little stiff, and it felt even worse when Mu Zhan spread out his palm, revealing a golden chain.

Mu Zhan didn't seem to notice, leaned over slightly, put his hand on his calf, and walked down the road, wrapping his palm around his ankle, and lightly unlocked the buckle with one hand, and with a click, the chain was put on.

The chain is very thin, but also unique and delicate, against Wen Mingyu's cold and white skin, there is an inexplicable sense of desire.

Mu Zhan hooked his fingers around the anklet and stared at it, very satisfied.

Wen Mingyu couldn't help shrinking her legs when she was stared at, and said dryly: "...Your Majesty, did you finish it so quickly?"

I just said it two days ago, and it is already done now, the tyrant wouldn't have had this plan long ago, right?

"Too fast?" Mu Zhan raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

Wen Mingyu immediately smiled obediently and shook her head, "No, I was just a little surprised. The chain is very beautiful, much better than I imagined."

"If you like it, you are not allowed to pick it off."

"Bathing too?"

"Ah."

"Okay~"

Wen Mingyu nodded, and Mu Zhan gave him a gloomy look, rubbed his fingertips against the skin next to the anklet with a little force, and wiped out a faint red mark.He smiled and said meaningfully: "Tie it up, let's see where you can go."

The expression was flat, and the tone was still smiling, as if it was just a joke.

Wen Mingyu heard it, but her heart skipped a beat, and her scalp tingled slightly.

As if he was a little pet in Mu Zhan's palm, Mu Zhan could watch him make trouble indifferently and play tricks, but it would never be possible to get out and run away.