Quick Wear: Don’t Be Afraid of the Yandere Villain

"It's okay." Mu Zhuochen looked down at the pen that was split in half. He looked up at Wan Ge again.

Wan Ge felt creepy. Why did she feel that the emperor's uncle's eyes suddenly turned cold! And what did he mean by looking at the broken pen? Did he want to split himself into two parts like it?

Wan Ge subconsciously covered her waist. She shouldn't be split into two parts.

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Since Wan Ge brought up the matter of the talent show, she clearly felt that Mu Zhuochen seemed to be much colder towards her all day.

Wan Ge was a little worried: He didn't really think that he was trying to win over the power, did he?

Which minister didn't know about a puppet emperor like himself? There shouldn't be any powerful minister who would send his beloved daughter in. It is estimated that the one sent was either a concubine's daughter or a small family.

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The moon was bright in the sky. The dark guards looked at Mu Zhuochen who was still acting like a fool in the courtyard. The prince seemed to be in a bad mood today.

In the past, the prince never showed his emotions. Has he really been confused by His Majesty recently? Our prince has a really hard life. He has to worry about so many things, and he has to worry about the little emperor.

The secret guards were more and more curious about how the little emperor had angered the prince, and how he could have pushed the prince to such a point?

Mu Zhuochen practiced swordplay without stopping until dawn was approaching, and then he lay on the ground exhausted.

Dawn was approaching, and the stars and the moon in the sky also dimmed. Is this the darkest moment?

Watching the stars gradually disappear and the sky glowing with white light, he did not get up until the dew on the leaves dripped on his delicate and beautiful cheeks, and then Mu Zhuochen got up from the ground.

After taking a bath and changing into new clothes, he returned to the vigorous and energetic regent.

The secret guards looked at Mu Zhuochen's beautiful face and felt ashamed. How could someone practice swordplay all night without sleep, and just take a bath as if he was resurrected with full blood?

Mu Zhuochen had a faint smile on his lips. He went to court as usual, and then followed the little emperor to deal with memorials.

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Although I don't know what happened, or whether Mu Zhuochen calmed down and covered himself up again after a night.

But I have to say that without the cold atmosphere, Wan Ge still felt much better.

For the next few days, Wan Ge looked close to Mu Zhuochen, but in fact she was very distant in dealing with government affairs.

Wan Ge didn't know what Mu Zhuochen was thinking. He really took her seriously. He really looked like he was training her to be his successor.

But Wan Ge was still out of tune, as if she would be lazy if Mu Zhuochen didn't spur her on.

Wan Ge once again lay on the table and fell asleep directly. I don't know if she gradually got used to Mu Zhuochen, and knew that he would not take action at this time, so Wan Ge was no longer afraid, let alone nervous. Now she would really fall asleep on it.

Mu Zhuochen looked at the other person's long eyelashes and delicate skin, and couldn't help but reach out his hand.

That night he actually figured it out. He knew his ridiculous feelings and confirmed his heart, but he also knew that this feeling could never be expressed, let alone spoken.

So it's also good like this, just like this, he has been with Wan Ge, not going anywhere, just with Wan Ge.

Mu Zhuochen was thinking: Even if it's just sitting in front of him like this, it's enough.