The Emperor’s Favorite Imperial Concubine is an O

Chapter 80: picture scroll

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The next day, Wen Mingyu opened his eyes and woke up. The memories of last night's drunkenness gradually returned to the cage. The fragmented picture was not very clear, but he could barely know what happened.

Wen Mingyu thought that he had cried with Mu Zhan for so long and said so many nonsense words. He was so ashamed that he just wanted to find a way to get in.

He groaned silently, bumped his head against the pillow, and buried himself in it motionless.

There is no way to face Mu Zhan, so let's be an ostrich in this life, that's fine.

But unfortunately, it's actually impossible.

And Mu Zhan is likely to come back at any time.

Thinking of this, Wen Mingyu instantly exploded from the bed, trying to avoid contact with Mu for a while, but Taishe died.

He just got up and wanted to get out of bed and change clothes and sneak away.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came, and Mu Zhan entered the hall, walked around the screen, still holding a porcelain bowl, and said, "Awake? Let's drink the sober soup first."

Wen Mingyu was half-kneeling on the bed, maintaining an awkward position ready to get out of bed, stiff and motionless, as if the pause button had been pressed.

I really want to retract my feet and roll into the bed, is it too late to pretend to sleep now

Wen Mingyu's face was red, her hair was messy, and she had an expression of shame and anger.

Seeing him like this, Mu Zhan couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, his eyes filled with a smile, and said, "Do you need me to go out and do it again?"

Obviously Mu Zhan has already seen him awake, so what's the point of hiding his ears and stealing bells

But Wen Mingyu hesitated for a second, then nodded, and whispered, "Yes."

Mu Zhan was really cooperative, he turned around and walked out with the hangover soup. Of course, if he hadn't laughed before he left, Wen Mingyu would have thanked him even more.

After a while, Mu Zhan stood behind the screen, and when he walked again, he deliberately said, "I'm in."

Wen Mingyu huddled in the bed, her face was hot, and she wanted to hit someone.

The footsteps went all the way to the bed and stopped.

Then, a hand was placed lightly on Wen Mingyu's body across the quilt, and a clearly smiling voice came from above his head.

"Yuzhi, it's time to get up and drink sober soup, or you'll have a headache."

Wen Mingyu was embarrassed to death. Hearing Mu Zhan's words, he remembered a certain line for a second.

Because he felt ignored, Mu Zhan might do something more terrifying, but Wen Mingyu pretended to just wake up and got up.

He took the hangover soup from Mu Zhan's hand and wanted to take a sip, but found that the taste was not very good, so he still drank it slowly. After drinking, Mu Zhan took the bowl from his hand again and said, "Also Remember what happened last night?"

Wen Mingyu stiffened, the soup she had just swallowed was so frightened that she almost choked out, and she coughed violently.

Mu Zhan reached out and patted him on the back.

Wen Mingyu slowed down, pretending that nothing had happened, her eyes floated, and she said, "Actually, I have the problem of not remembering things when I'm drunk. I forgot what happened last night."

Mu Zhan nodded, his response was very calm, "That's it."

Wen Mingyu tried her best to use her poor acting skills, "I didn't do anything weird last night, right? Don't worry, just forget it."

Mu Zhan also responded with a smile, "I didn't do anything weird, but I think it's a good thing. It's a pity to forget. If you want to know, I'll tell you."

Wen Mingyu immediately shook his head, "I suddenly remembered that I should go to see Xiao Chili and the others. When I woke up, I couldn't see anyone, so it was easy to cry."

After speaking, he rushed out as if he was fleeing, washing and changing clothes at the speed of battle, as if there were ghosts chasing him. In a sense, it is indeed a ghost, a social dead ghost.

Wen Mingyu went to coax the two little dumplings, but they didn't cry, but giggled and played games with Wen Mingyu.

They are playing hide and seek.

The little pepper and the little sticky cake hide themselves and let their father find them. It can be said that it is a game where you see where I am.

But because the two small dumplings are still too small, the game style is quite different, and it feels stupid and cute.

What they call hiding is to grab the quilt with two fat hands, lift it up and cover it over their head, but just cover the head, revealing the whole body and pout, it's really hard to see They hide there.

But the two little dumplings still felt that they were hiding very well, and a milky voice came from the quilt, saying, "I, look for it."

Wen Mingyu: "..."

He could only pretend to be blind, and deliberately turned his eyes away, even though he didn't look at them, he muttered doubtfully, "Where are they hiding, why can't they find anyone? It's really strange."

The two little ostriches covering their heads in the quilt were a little smug, hehehe snickered, and felt very happy that they had succeeded in playing daddy.

Yuan Yoyo's eyes curved into small crescents with laughter, and she covered her mouth, but the puff puff and fart-like laughter still leaked out.

Mu Zhan came over to see this scene, suddenly turned his head to look at Wen Mingyu, and said with a smile, "They really look like you."

Wen Mingyu just wanted to say that of course, but in the next second, he reacted and turned to look at the two little ostriches. The appearance was indeed very similar to him this morning.

So, is he being insinuated

Mu Zhan is laughing at him for cowardly

Hearing the sound of jade, I felt a little empty in my heart, and finally turned around, pretending that I didn't hear it.

Mu Zhan watched for a while how embarrassed he was avoiding, then stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, forcing him to turn around and look at himself.

But Wen Mingyu's eyes flickered and drifted, but he didn't dare to look at him.

Mu Zhan pinched his chin and fixed it, so that he had to look at himself.

Just when Wen Mingyu thought that he would definitely talk about what happened last night, the truth was beyond his expectations.

"Didn't you say you wanted to paint before? I arranged for a court painter to come here today. If you have any requirements or ideas, you can say it directly."

Wen Mingyu was a little surprised, she actually said to prepare, and it was arranged so quickly. The weather has been very good recently, neither too hot nor too cold, so I nodded and said yes, to prepare.

Gently comb the long hair and put on cute little clothes. The two little dumplings are just like Xue's, white and cute, cute and naive, so many people can't help but be jealous when they see it, and want to keep one.

When he was ready, he and Mu Zhan hugged each other out.

The little sticky cake is very fresh to everything, and the little fat hand grabbed Wen Mingyu's clothes, looked around, made some vague puff noises, babble, and occasionally some learned words, such as fish and fish.

Feeding the fish made an impression on him before, and he likes the bright and lively fish.

But this time, he was pointing to a stone on the ground called Yuyu.

Wen Mingyu was a little dumbfounded, grabbed his little finger, pressed it back, shook his head and said, "That's not a fish, a fish is in the water."

Xiao Nian Gao looked confused, and responded with a woo woo. I don't know if I remembered it, and if I could tell what a fish was.

When having breakfast together, Wen Mingyu subconsciously said to Mu Zhan, "Give me Guoguo."

Mu Zhan understood and passed an orange.

Huang Chengcheng, round and round, is particularly pleasing.

But Wen Mingyu took it, and when he was about to peel it and eat it, he seemed to suddenly remember something. He paused, holding the orange in his hand, shaking it towards Mu Zhan, and asked with a smile, "What is this?"

Although Mu Zhan didn't know why he asked that, he still answered simply and bluntly: "Orange."

Wen Mingyu shook her head and said solemnly, "Wrong, it's Guoguo."

Mu Zhan tilted his head, with a rare look of doubt on his face.

In fact, Wen Mingyu just wanted to tease him on purpose, because Xiao Chili and Xiao Nian Gao learned to talk, and Wen Mingyu accompanied them to talk too much, and she was accidentally taken crooked, and she spoke with a hint of milk, and she would not Say it consciously.

Wen Mingyu felt that he couldn't be the only one who said that, and he wanted to pull Mu Zhan into the water, and he felt that Mu Zhan's stern face, spitting out some cute and loving words, must be very contrasting and cute, just thinking about it Just a little excited.

But Mu Zhan refused to repeat the words, he just said plainly: "Guozi."

"Guoguo."

"Fruit."

After several times, Wen Mingyu felt that this was a bit too naive, it was like a quarrel between elementary school chickens. He asked as if giving up: "You don't like doubling that much? But I want to hear it."

Mu Zhan raised his eyebrows and suddenly said, "It's not impossible."

Wen Mingyu immediately regained her vigor, her whole figure bounced up, leaned forward, looked at Mu Zhan eagerly, and listened to the rare overlapping words.

Mu Zhan also stared at him, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said in a low and sexy voice, "Yuyu."

Wen Mingyu shook, and suddenly felt half of her body numb.

He didn't expect Mu Zhan to call himself with a double word, and he was caught off guard, and the impact was a bit too great.

It felt numb and embarrassing, but also vaguely like a little happy.

It's a very intimate and unique name, no one has ever called him that, and as soon as he heard it, he felt that the relationship between the two was different, very unusual.

But, thinking about it, my scalp is still a little numb. If Mu Zhan really called him that every day, he might be embarrassed to death every day, rolling around in his heart. It takes a while to get used to it.

Mu Zhan couldn't help laughing at his complicated expression, "Don't you like me calling you that?"

Wen Mingyu didn't know what to say: "I can't say I don't like it, but I feel numb when I hear it and want to roll around."

"Then, will you get used to it after listening to it a lot?"

It should be like this, but Wen Mingyu still shook her head and said seriously, "You should still call me Daddy."

Mu Zhan was just teasing him. He felt that this kind of double-word was very suitable for him. If he wanted to call him to try it, he didn't have to call him that in the future, but as soon as Wen Mingyu said this, he instantly felt that his name was Yuyuzhen. It's very good, I'll call it that in the future.

He called again twice, Wen Mingyu was numb, and couldn't stand it and said, "If you call it like that again, I'll call you in hyphens too."

Mu Zhan didn't care, and was even a little curious to hear, "Yes."

Wen Mingyu choked for a moment, and after thinking about it, he struck, "I thought of a word that suits you very well."

"what?"

"Perverted."

Wen Mingyu stared at him, wanting to see his unacceptable expression, but Wen Mingyu was disappointed, Mu Zhan not only was not stimulated, but smiled and said, "Yuyu thinks this word suits me, then of course I will To be in line, take the word for it. Waiting tonight."

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this to dig a hole for himself in disguise.

After breakfast, they went to the imperial garden and asked the court painter to paint for them.

During the painting, you can move, but it is best not to be too large.

Wen Mingyu sat in the chair and chatted with Mu Zhan. The discomfort that someone next to him had been staring at quickly faded away, and the chat became more and more focused, almost forgetting everything around him.

The two little dumplings were very energetic. They climbed up and down on their father and father, as if they were a climbing frame, and even compared to the competition.

Mu Zhan simply held down Little Chili to prevent her from running around. In order to divert her attention, he also stuffed her with some children's snacks.

The little sticky cake was a little more quiet, and without Little Pepper taking the lead in requesting the exploration, he also stopped, and obediently grabbed Wen Mingyu's collar, like a little koala hugging a tree, full of naivety.

Mu Zhan tilted his head to look at Wen Mingyu, suddenly smiled and said, "Don't you want to remember what happened last night?"

Wen Mingyu touched Little Sticky Cake's hair for a while, but didn't speak.

Mu Zhan said directly: "I don't think it's anything to be ashamed of. I like it very much. You fight for me. Even if you cry, it's cute."

The straight ball is always the most effective and the most unbearable.

And after the straight ball, Mu Zhan used retreat as advance and said, "Do you regret saying those words and want to take it back?"

Wen Mingyu had to raise his head to refute him now, and said, "What regret? It's just telling the truth after drinking, crying for so long, it's just too embarrassing. You can remember, forget the crying part, forget everything, you know. ?"

But Mu Zhan said with a smile: "It's nothing, I've seen you cry more."

Wen Mingyu was stunned. The first thing he thought about was when he cried. He obviously seldom cried, but the next second, he suddenly remembered something, his ears became red, and he was faintly hot.

As a result, Mu Zhan became even more aggressive and continued: "Remember, then you said you wanted to hide me, I am yours... Do you want to hide?"

Wen Mingyu was dumbfounded, unable to speak for a while, and he had to say that he was really moved.

Mu Zhan sat there, motionless, inexplicably having the feeling of a well-behaved and beautiful woman who asked for anything. It seemed that Wen Mingyu really hid him, and he would not resist, but obeyed and cooperated.

Wen Mingyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, staring at Mu Zhan, and then she couldn't help laughing, her mood became very good.

Mu Zhan looked at the curvature of the corners of his mouth, the lips were red and tender, and when his heart moved, he naturally followed his impulse and desire, leaned down and kissed him. He didn't kiss for a long time, but he touched it intimately and sucked it. The lips were glowing with wet water, and the color of the lips was also smudged redder.

Wen Mingyu responded subconsciously. After the kiss, she slowly remembered that there was still a painter here.

But the artist's face was hidden behind the canvas, so he couldn't see it at all and didn't seem to react at all.

Wen Mingyu thought that the other party was painting seriously and should not have seen the scene just now.

But in fact, the artist just took a look at it, and got a lot of inspiration and ideas, and started to paint with passion.

Finally finished the painting and presented it to the emperor and queen to see.

The scene in the painting is not too special, it's just that Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan sat looking at each other and chatting, but the atmosphere revealed was very good, making people feel happy at first glance.

In the painting, the handsome man and the handsome man in brocade clothes are sitting very close, almost touching their knees, staring at each other, their faces are full of smiles that cannot be concealed, as if there is only this person in front of them, and there is no room for others. They all held a small dumpling in their arms, carved in pink and jade, and Xiao Pang held a toy in his hand but did not play, but raised his head curiously and looked at them with bright eyes.

Although it is the imperial garden in the palace, the two are dressed in palace costumes and have a noble temperament, but they are not only high-ranking royal postures, dignified and alienated, but a little more fireworks. The couple is deeply in love and happy.

The painting is static, but in the brush strokes, it shows the atmosphere of the scene, making people feel like they are in the scene, and they can't help being touched.

This painting was finally framed and hung in the imperial study by Mu Zhan's orders. It is usually seen when dealing with political affairs.

Because the sage was satisfied with the painting, the painter received a lot of rewards.

Before I knew it, Little Chili and Little Sticky Cake were eleven months old and almost a year old, and the palace had already started to prepare for the birthday banquet. As the only second imperial heir in the palace, the much-loved little prince and little princess naturally attaches great importance to him.

While everyone was busy preparing, the two protagonists didn't know anything.

When Wen Mingyu passed by, he happened to see Little Pepper climbing the fence to "break out of prison". His chubby body was unexpectedly flexible, and he flipped out twice and landed on the fluffy carpet. No pain at all.

When she saw Daddy coming, she didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, she smiled brightly, with a little expression of complimenting me if I was super powerful.

Wen Mingyu: "..."

Just wanted to say something, but found that this is not the end.

There was a milky sound from the fence, "Hey."

Little Pepper turned around and pulled his brother out of it. The two milk dumplings were unsteady and fell on the carpet together, then got up and walked towards Wen Mingyu, walking a few steps swayingly. Later, they probably thought that walking like this was tiring and slow, so they just lay down again, hands and feet. Move together and climb to Daddy's place.

Wen Mingyu now understands, the two little dumplings also know how to cooperate to escape from prison. Little Pepper first climbed the fence, and Little Sticky Cake helped push her up. After Little Pepper successfully escaped like a dumpling, he brought his brother out. . If this is not the case, people can't help but praise them for being smart.

This is not the first time that this has happened. They have found it out before. It is the age of curiosity. They are interested in everything. They like to explore everywhere. , it is comparable to Erha tearing down the house. It's also a good thing that there are always people watching, so they don't play too much and hurt themselves.

At lunch, it is natural for the family of four to eat together.

Little Pepper and Little Sticky Cake have begun to learn to eat with their own spoons. Although they can't control their strength and direction, it is easy to dislodge the food, and the bullets fly to them, but Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan did not feed them, but gave them Wearing a small embroidered bib, let them eat slowly by themselves.

Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan were sitting next to them, and they happened to act as a role model, and the two milk dumplings followed suit.

Little Chili's fat hand held the spoon unskilledly. When eating, he accidentally loosened his hand and fell to the ground. Mu Zhan glanced at it, picked it up for him, and replaced it with a clean one.

Later, it was dropped again and picked up again.

The little pepper was inexplicably found something interesting, and once again dropped the spoon on the ground. There were only three things, and this time she was obviously doing it on purpose, and she looked at Mu Zhan expectantly.

But Mu Zhan didn't move this time, and said coldly, "Eat it with your hands."

Wen Mingyu looked at it and couldn't help laughing.

Little Pepper blinked, looked down at his empty little meat hand, and glanced at the minced meat in the bowl. Then, she crawled off the wooden chair herself, picked up the spoon and held it in Little Fatty's hand, then hummed and climbed onto the chair and sat down.

When she was about to eat, Wen Mingyu changed her spoon.

Seeing the little sticky cake and wanting it too, he hurriedly took the spoon and tried hard to get in front of Wen Mingyu, shouting vaguely: "Dad, Daddy!"

Wen Mingyu responded, took his hand and put the spoon back into the bowl, let him scoop a spoonful of minced meat and put it in his mouth, and then he forgot to change the spoon.

After the meal, there is still fruit, Wen Mingyu and the others eat fruit pieces, and the small dumplings eat peach soup.

A small bowl, the porcelain bowl is full of lovely round peach patterns, the soup is light yellow, a little milky, and decorated with pink petals, and the sweet fragrance floats slowly.

Wen Mingyu looked a little greedy. In fact, many baby foods were made very cute and delicious. The imperial kitchen put a lot of effort into making the little master willing to eat, and attracted Wen Mingyu as an adult.

Taking advantage of the milk dumplings, he lowered his head and played with the toy, stole a bite, licked his lips, and found that it was really delicious, and there were some unknown ingredients in it, which were very well neutralized and very flattering.

However, as soon as he took a bite, there was a strange silence around him.

Wen Mingyu had a bad premonition, turned her head to look, and found that Xiao Nian Gao was looking at him with a shocked expression. He couldn't believe that his father secretly ate his gooey.

Wen Mingyu: "...you listen to my explanation."

Well, there seems to be nothing to explain, he is indeed stealing.

Because of this, when the little sticky cake and the little pepper eat the peach soup, they can't relax, they can't help but keep looking at Wen Mingyu, as if the little bowl of soup will be robbed at any time, tightly Embrace the food.

Wen Mingyu couldn't explain it, so she had to pretend to be serious and pretend to be uninterested.

After a while, Little Sticky Cake reluctantly took out the spoon from his mouth, scooped up the peach soup, and handed it to Wen Mingyu, although his hand shook twice, there was less than half of the soup left in the spoon. . The little pepper was also handed to Mu Zhan to eat.

Wen Mingyu laughed, "I don't eat it."

The two milk dumplings exhaled and breathed a sigh of relief. They quickly stuffed them back into their mouths, and they ate happily. Obviously, it was very difficult to let out the beloved food just now. If it wasn't for the father and the father, they would definitely be indistinguishable.

Wen Mingyu and Mu Zhan also realized this and were a little moved. However, when the little dumpling insisted on feeding toys into their mouths and invited them to eat them enthusiastically, they had to start to wonder if they had thought too much just now.

Shortly after lunch, Mu Zhan wanted to discuss political affairs with the minister temporarily. Wen Mingyu was free, so he brought a small group temporarily.

They are still young and can't read, but they can doodle and draw lines at will, and they are addicted to playing.

Small dumplings have their own children's pen, a short one, which is very suitable for them to play.

When the paper ran out, Wen Mingyu didn't call the palace servant, but went to get it by himself, just to see the painting in the imperial study.

He stood in front of the painting and watched, and Xiao Chili also saw a person similar to himself in the painting, ah, twice, as if to say hello to himself.

After a while, Little Pepper couldn't move when he saw the painting, and was a little bored, so he started playing by himself, and accidentally knocked down a bunch of scrolls on the shelf next to him.

With the sound of the landing, Wen Mingyu shifted his attention and bent over to pick it up, but he did not expect that a scroll that rolled to the ground just unfolded.

It's him in the picture above, and he's wearing interstellar age clothes.

Wen Mingyu's heart was shocked, her eyes widened slightly unconsciously, and she was stunned on the spot.

The author has something to say: PS: Forewarning, the next is the childhood memories, the real first encounter between the two.

A baby asked me where the foreshadowing was, but I knew directly that I didn’t find it interesting, so I only said a few big points, and I didn’t mention the small details. If you don’t want to watch it, skip it here.

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. Chapter 2 asks his name and touches his face; at the end of chapter 32, the interstellar boy; chapter 65, Mu Zhan's dream; chapter 78, Yu Cub's dream.