The Emperor's Favorite Imperial Concubine is an O

"What are your orders, son?"

Sanxi bowed her head and said respectfully.

Wen Mingyu sat on the jade stool, with a straight back and a cool demeanor, like a born royal nobleman.He said flatly: "It's nothing, I want to be alone, don't disturb me."

"Yes, son."

Sanxi nodded, and retreated obediently, thinking that the young master wanted to read books and do his homework quietly alone, but he never thought of it. In fact, as soon as he left, Wen Mingyu drooped his shoulders, walked to the bed and fell down casually. , with one leg hanging lazily on the ground, it is completely a dead salted fish, with no image, so lazy that even the strange light in the eyes does not flash.

See where you can go.

Wen Mingyu thought of this sentence, and the tone of a certain dog who said it, and couldn't help but snort coldly.

Run, of course run, how could you not run.

You said I couldn't run away, so I just wanted to run to show you, not to piss you off.

Wen Mingyu swayed her legs rebelliously, completely different from the boy who was as sweet as honey in front of Mu Zhan, but a bit rebellious.

He lay down for a while, thought of something, turned over and sat up, stepped on the bed with his left leg to prop up, grabbed the golden anklet without hesitation, unlocked the buckle, took it off, and threw it aside willfully.

I still want to lock him, what kind of weird setting of eighteen bans, it's strange if he is obedient.

Wen Mingyu stayed in the house by herself, and gave orders to the palace servants not to disturb them, just to...

bang.

The person lying on the bed disappeared out of thin air, replaced by a palm-sized lop-eared rabbit, soft like a ball of snow-white cotton candy.

Marshmallow jumped down lightly from the bed, and the little jiojio hopped up and down, causing the bunny ears hanging from the top of his head to bounce back and forth.

He jumped onto the stool very skillfully, jumped onto the table again, and ran to the window sill with a bang, and drew a beautiful arc in mid-air.Bai Tuanzi landed silently, his paws on the ground, his chin raised, and he glanced around, like a beast patrolling its territory.It's just that this beast is a little too cute.

There will be no one around here, so he can relax unscrupulously.

The lop-eared rabbit plunged into the grass, rolled happily, stretched its muscles and bones, stretched its waist, its eyes widened, and then narrowed lazily, with its belly upturned, lying on the carpet made of grass in a big shape, kicking He kicked his short legs.

This large piece of timothy grass is all his!Cool!

The lop-eared rabbit turned over, hugged a tuft of fresh grass with its two paws, and gnawed it, its mouth moved quickly, and the long green grass dangled in mid-air with his eating movements, getting bigger and bigger. Shorter and shorter, it disappeared in his mouth.

After eating a bunch, it immediately continued to move forward, like a rabbit-shaped lawn mower. Wherever it passed, it gnawed away a piece of turf, which formed a strong contrast with the lush grass next to it. It was a little pitifully bald Funny again.

If Timothy Grass could talk, it would definitely cry, scolding the unscrupulous rabbit for having no heart and not understanding the sadness of the bald man.

Wen Mingyu gnawed happily, and was too addicted for a while. After realizing it, he looked back, oh well, there is a piece of turf empty, it is very obvious, the palace people will definitely find it, what should I do?

Hmm... This was eaten by a rabbit, so what does it have to do with him, Wen Mingyu?

Wen Mingyu stretched out her claws, pushed the grass next to the open space, and pressed it twice, trying to cover up the fact that the grass was bald.Then, the little short legs jumped, ran to a more lush place on the other side, and continued to gnaw grass.

Because his figure is too small, he nests in the grass, and his whole body can be blocked by the grass. Even if someone comes, they won't notice a fluffy lop-eared rabbit growing out of the grass at a glance.

Returning to the original shape is very relaxing and feels good, but in order to avoid exposure, Wen Mingyu will not last too long. After eating for a while, he is ready to return to the same way, put on clothes and change back to human identity.

But just at this time, there was an unusual movement outside.

It was the voice of the palace people saluting.

The tyrant is coming!

Wen Mingyu froze for a moment in fright, looked outside through the gaps in the grass, and sure enough, a familiar figure flashed in the distance, coming here.

Wenming Yufang lost his mind, he jumped up and down in a hurry, ran to the window sill, his back jio kicked hard, his front paws clung to the edge of the window, and the snow-white ball of fur swayed left and right in mid-air , Stomped on the wall with short legs, took advantage of the opportunity to climb the window and sneaked into the room, flung himself on the bed with a clear purpose, changed back to human form, and quickly put on clothes.

Because he was afraid of this kind of situation before, Wen Mingyu specially practiced the speed of dressing just in case, and usually chooses clothes that are easy to wear. Fortunately, he didn't wear very complicated and complicated noble lady's women's clothing, otherwise he would definitely be too late.

Wen Mingyu dressed quickly and breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to pretend to read something, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have forgotten something.

... anklets!

Wen Mingyu turned around and immediately pawed on the bed, picked up the thin golden chain that she had just thrown aside casually, bent over and clasped it on her ankle, with a click, just as he got up straight, Mu Zhan just walked in.

What I saw at a glance was a beautiful young man sitting on the edge of the bed, his cheeks were light red, his skirt was slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbone, his light-colored robe was hanging down, his bare feet were under the hem, and a pair of scarf was hanging on his ankle. The thin chain is slender and fragile, giving it an indescribable feeling.

Mu Zhan's eyes darkened, and he approached slowly.

Wen Mingyu felt guilty, and her toes were so nervous that she curled up unconsciously.

Mu Zhan glanced at it, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and when Wen Mingyu was so panicked that he almost couldn't control his instinct to close his eyes, his hand lightly brushed the hair, and then retracted.

There is a small leaf between the fingers.

"What did you do, there is still a leaf hidden in your hair."

Wen Mingyu just let go of his heart a little, and immediately raised it again.He looked out the window subconsciously, and said with a smile, "Maybe I just stood in the yard for a while, and accidentally got it on."

Mu Zhan hummed lightly, holding the leaf in his hand, playing with it carelessly.Wen Mingyu felt as if she had become a leaf in Mu Zhan's hands, her heart was rubbed back and forth and curled up badly.

"Quite obedient." Mu Zhan said suddenly.

Wen Mingyu raised her head, her expression seemed a little puzzled.

Mu Zhan twitched the corners of his lips, and said inexplicably, "Gu Ben thought that you would secretly take off the anklet while Gu was away."

Wen Mingyu's heart skipped a beat, she guessed so accurately, it was as if she had watched him.

He came back to his senses and immediately shook his head, "How come, this is a gift from His Majesty, I am not willing to take it."

As he spoke, he subconsciously touched the chain on his ankle.Fortunately, I remembered to put it on just in time, otherwise I didn't know what terrible things the tyrant would do in anger.

Mu Zhan stared at him for a while, then put his hand on the top of his head, stroked it like a reward, and said in a deep voice, "Good boy."

Wen Mingyu: "..."

I'm not good, I just want to beat the dog.

He raised his head, with an innocent face, his eyes bent into crescent moons, and asked with a smile: "Is there something you want to do, Your Majesty?"

Mu Zhan: "Can't you come if you're alone?"

Wen Mingyu choked for a moment, "...Of course not, I am very happy that His Majesty came to see me."

I was so happy that I was about to cry.

Mu Zhan glanced at him with a half-smile, rolled up the leaves in his hand little by little, and with a little force, the leaves were crushed into pieces in an instant.

"In that case, it's much more lonely."

Wen Mingyu pressed his hands together, tilted his head, as if he couldn't hide his excitement, and looked at him with bright eyes, "Really?! I am very happy to see His Majesty! But... it will affect the Is Your Majesty doing something? I’m fine if I’m alone.”

"nothing."

"That's great! I'll also take care not to disturb His Majesty."

Wen Mingyu propped his hands on his sides, leaned his back slightly, bent into a beautiful arc, his calf hanging on the edge of the bed swayed back and forth, and the thin chain on his ankle touched his skin lightly, making a slight sound, his whole body was expressing With a happy mood, it seemed that he was really happy to see the tyrant often, but after Mu Zhan entered the house, he didn't have much time to see Mu Zhan.

Mu Zhan looked at it in silence for a while, then turned his head to look out the window, and suddenly said, "Why is there a piece of grass missing?"

Wen Mingyu stopped with her briskly dangling feet, then followed Mu Zhan's gaze, pretending to be surprised as if she didn't know it, "It's really, it's amazing."

"How do the palace people here do things?" Mu Zhan's voice was cold, showing dissatisfaction.

Wen Mingyu was afraid that others would be punished because of her, so she didn't even think about it, so she quickly said, "It's okay, it will grow back soon."

"They are ineffective, and you still plead for them and make excuses?"

"No, I just... I don't quite understand, how about His Majesty teach me?" Wen Mingyu tilted her head, and just looked at him directly, her eyes were straightforward and not shy.

It seems that under the beautiful and soft flowers, there are tiny thorns, which are usually not shown, but will pierce you inadvertently and provocatively.

Mu Zhan didn't feel offended and irritated, but was very interested, as if he saw the little milk cat raised at home stretched out its paw, and scratched him playfully, with a kind of connivance from top to bottom, and didn't care.

He stretched out his hand to lift the hair hanging from Wen Mingyu's forehead, so that his bright eyes were completely exposed, and the corners of his eyebrows were raised, showing a bit of wanton youthful air.

"I want to teach you alone, what do you give in exchange?"

Mu Zhan locked his gaze and smiled with an unpredictable expression.