Chapter 102 – Black-Bellied Regent VS Loyal Shadow Guard (6)
Seeing that the person opposite him finally had some light in his eyes as he pondered the chess game, Wen Renhong raised a small arc at the corner of his mouth and pushed the pastries towards Mu Jin.
Mu Jin knew what Wen Renhong was trying to do, but as a shadow guard, he couldn’t be too forward. He pretended not to notice and didn’t touch the food in front of him.
Wen Renhong wasn’t surprised by this. It was just a test, after all. When he saw that Mu Jin didn’t eat the snack, he took a bite himself.
But for some reason, the milk cake he ate today didn’t taste as good as the one he had at Mu Jin’s last night. It was still soft and sweet, but it just didn’t seem to have the same flavor.
Wen Renhong frowned slightly and asked Mu Jin, “Where did you get the pastries you had with you yesterday?”
Mu Jin was surprised by the question. He answered honestly, “It’s from the palace. Yesterday, I saw that the kitchen had made too many pastries, so I took some with me.”
“Is that all?” Wen Renhong lowered his head and continued playing chess. He thought to himself that if that was the case, then Mu Jin should be eating the same thing as he is now. But why did the milk cake not taste as good as last night’s? Could it be that the pastry chef in the kitchen had changed?
Wen Renhong naturally wouldn’t ask his subordinates about such a trivial matter. He suppressed the slight displeasure in his heart and played two more games with Mu Jin, but he suddenly felt irritable.
Wen Renhong didn’t want to play chess anymore, so he stopped and rested his chin on his hand, quietly looking at Mu Jin in front of him. Mu Jin thought that Wen Renhong was tired, so he stood up and wanted to leave again, but was stopped by the other party.
“Wait a minute. Eat these.” Wen Renhong pointed to the pastries and ordered Mu Jin.
Mu Jin was stunned when he heard this. He hesitated for a moment, but he still pulled down his mask and ate all the pastries in front of Wen Renhong.
As he ate, Mu Jin felt a little happy. After all, the pastries in the palace were always very delicious, and two or three of the pastries on the plate were his favorites. The milk cake was not only soft but also had a strong milky flavor, which was very much to his taste.
Wen Renhong saw the cute face of the little guy in front of him again, and he didn’t hide it. He just kept staring at him. However, he found that what attracted him the most was not the likable face, but the occasional flash of light in the other’s eyes when he was eating the pastries.
The pastries were stuffed into the other person’s mouth, and the opposite person’s cheeks were bulging like a little hamster. His eyes were still bright when he chewed. So, could it be that this shadow guard of his is also a hidden foodie?
Perhaps Shadow Eleven actually likes these foods in his heart, but he will not eat them casually according to the rules. Only when he is ordered to eat will he move. Even though it seems that the other party is just following his orders, the way his eyes light up because of the delicious food is really indescribable attractive.
In an instant, the man’s mood became much happier. It wasn’t until all the pastries in front of him were emptied that the little guy opposite him disappeared from his sight
Looking at the three plates of pastries that were finally gone without even a crumb left, Wen Renhong suddenly felt like laughing. It seems that his little shadow guard has a big appetite. He ate the pastries effortlessly, so he should probably prepare more next time.
Unaware of anything wrong with his behavior, Wen Renhong lay comfortably on the couch, quietly enjoying the peaceful atmosphere, and soon fell asleep again.
In the following days, Wen Renhong, who was idle at home, seemed to have found new kind of fun in Mu Jin. Besides staying informed about the court’s movements through the Hidden Pavilion’s messages every day, the rest of his time was spent playing chess and enjoying pastries with his own shadow guard.
Although the other party is always silent, Wen Renhong doesn’t care. He always feels that the days now are finally not as lonely as before.
For Mu Jin, such a life is naturally peaceful and beautiful. They are already old couples, and he is most comfortable being by his lover’s side.
He did not intervene in the development of the situation. For one, the protagonist is still young and there are no major plot points. For another, the struggle in the court has been going on for a long time, and everything has already been decided.
The current emperor is deeply poisoned, Wen Renhui and the empress have also been exposed, and the situation in the court seems to be more intense than what was shown in the original timeline. He just needs to be a bystander for now.
After all, he knew very well that Wen Renhong would definitely become the regent, and that would be the time for him to appear.
Speaking of which, after his lover became the regent, although he was autocratic
It was only when the little emperor wanted to take back his power later that Wen Renhong showed his ruthless side. In order to eliminate dissidents, he began to persecute the loyal.
Mu Jin believe that with himself around, these things will never happen. Mu Jin is now very satisfied with his identity. Because someone like Wen Renhong is really difficult to approach, but he doesn’t have such troubles, because he himself is his most trusted shadow guard.
Mu Jin needed to protect Wen Renhong, so he had to stay by his side at all times. The two of them spent a lot of time together and became more and more familiar with each other.
Apart from having to accompany the prince to play chess every day, which he is not good at, Mu Jin is quite satisfied with his current life. After all, the food is good every day. Wen Renhong will order double the amount of food and snacks for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and he will always leave most of it for Mu Jin.
This made Mu Jin feel flattered. Even though he couldn’t say much because of his status as a shadow guard, he was happy inside. After all, Mu Jin has always had no resistance to delicious food.
Apart from the appearance he deliberately shows on the outside, Wen Renhong is a relatively quiet person in private. His favorite pastimes are playing chess, reading, or painting and writing when he is free.
Mu Jin didn’t say much either, just staying by his side. The two of them developed a lot of tacit understanding day after day.
On this day, Wen Renhong decided to copy two paintings and calligraphy works by famous artists. Seeing the man’s posture standing in front of the table, Mu Jin revealed his figure without Wen Renhong having to say much. He took the initiative to spread out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone for his lover, and began to grind the ink.
Wen Renhong also felt that his shadow guard was exceptionally considerate. He was quiet and didn’t make a fuss, but he could always make his mood happy and relaxed.
Wen Renhong picked up the pen and was about to start writing. Seeing Mu Jin standing straight in front of him, he suddenly asked casually, “Eleven, did you have your own name before you entered the Life and Death Camp?”
Mu Jin was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He thought about how the original owner was an orphan who was taken away by the Life and Death Camp when he was three years old. His impression of the past was already very vague. However, he could still vaguely remember his own name, which was also Mu Jin.
So he didn’t hide it either, and replied to Wen Renhong, “I vaguely remember that my original name was Mu Jin.”
“Mu Jin.” Wen Renhong repeated it softly.
The magnetic male voice sounded in his ear. He always liked his lover’s voice, low and deep. Especially when the other party called his name, Mu Jin’s heart always felt an indescribable feeling.
“Which two words, come and write them for me to see.” Wen Renhong put the pen aside and looked at Mu Jin.
Mu Jin did not expect his lover to suddenly make such a request. He did not refuse either. He walked forward and picked up the writing brush. However, just as he was about to put pen to paper, his mind changed and his eyes flashed. In the end, he wrote the two characters “Mu” and “Jin”
These two characters are written neatly, although not particularly ugly, they lack a distinctive artistic touch. They can only be considered as proficient handwriting.
The daily training in the Life and Death Camp consists of martial arts and some life-saving skills. Naturally, there is not much time for these secret guards to practice calligraphy. It is enough for them to be able to read and write.
Mu Jin’s handwriting has always been good. That is also because he has lived in the world for many years as a Flower God, and once traveled the world and met with famous masters. Therefore, his poetry, books, etiquette, and music are all excellent. It is just a matter of writing a few words, so it is naturally not difficult for him.
As for what he is doing now, Mu Jin has other plans. In the past few days, he has discovered that Wen Renhong is very happy to see him make a fool of himself. Whenever he sees that he also has things he is not good at, there will always be some interest on the other’s face.
Sure enough, after Wen Renhong saw the words he wrote, he was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Wen Renhong walked up and looked at the two characters Mu Jin had written. “This name is not bad,” he said. “But you should practice your handwriting more. After all, I don’t want you to be just a shadow guard in the future. When your handwriting is seen by the people below, they might laugh at you.”
Wen Renhong’s words were also true. After getting along with Mu Jin for these days, he found that the other party was really good at everything he did. It would be a waste of talent to just be a shadow guard.
Wen Renhong has never concealed his desire for the world from Mu Jin, so he has also thought about it. If he takes a high position in the future, he will naturally need more of his own helpers. Obviously, Mu Jin is a very good candidate.
Wen Renhong had even thought carefully about Mu Jin’s future position. He felt that Mu Jin was good at punishment and the like, so he might as well let him be an official of the Ministry of Punishment. He believed that with Mu Jin’s ability, he could definitely do well.
After drawing the two characters on the paper, Wen Renhong asked Mu Jin to try to imitate his writing. Who knew that the person beside him, who was usually considered smart, would find it difficult to write? He imitated many times but could not find the way, and the font he wrote was still the same as the original, with no style or soul to speak of.
Wen Renhong frowned when he saw this. He simply walked behind Mu Jin and held his hand. He directly held Mu Jin’s hand to pick up the pen and taught him how to write stroke by stroke.
As he wrote, he explained to him how to write in a way that would look good. After writing a few times, the man felt something was wrong, because he had some indescribable strange feelings in his heart