Chapter 105 – Black-Bellied Regent VS Loyal Shadow Guard (9)
Despite the people behind him appearing very obedient, there was still some dissatisfaction in Wen Renhong’s heart at the moment.
Because he distinctly remembered that when he kissed Shadow Eleven just now, the moment was not as cold as usual, but there was no obsession like his own. Perhaps the watery light in his eyes was just because he had been drinking.
He couldn’t ignore the stiffness the other showed when they first kissed. So, if he weren’t his master, would Shadow Eleven really not refuse him?
Feeling a bit annoyed, Wen Renhong went straight to the room after entering and said to Mu Jin beside him, “Rest early.” After saying that, Wen Renhong lay down on the bed, ignoring Mu Jin and went to sleep on his own.
Mu Jin raised an eyebrow, didn’t say much, and laid down on the other bed in the room, closing his eyes to sleep.
The next day, Wen Renhong called Mu Jin out for a mission, and Mu Jin didn’t have time to return to the mansion all day. Wen Renhong took this opportunity to find the person in charge of the Life and Death Camp in the hidden pavilion and inquired about Mu Jin’s situation. It can be said that he asked thoroughly about Mu Jin’s condition and background before letting the person leave.
For some reason, Wen Renhong wanted to know more about Mu Jin. After inquiring about the other’s past, although he knew how the shadow guards were trained, for some reason, Wen Renhong felt a bit inexplicably distressed when it came to Mu Jin.
When Mu Jin returned late at night, he thought the man was already asleep as he lay quietly on the bed. Mu Jin also undressed and lay down, only to find that the man actually got up in the middle of the night and covered him with an extra blanket.
Mu Jin didn’t wake up on his own, but he felt a bit moved, thinking that his lover still cared for him deep down. The exhaustion from the day’s mission was swept away.
The two of them had a peaceful night. However, when it was time for breakfast, Wen Renhong did not eat first and then call Mu Jin to eat the leftovers like he usually did. Instead, he directly said to Mu Jin, “Come and eat with me.”
Mu Jin was surprised by the words but nodded obediently, standing in front of the table. When Wen Renhong gave the command, he sat down and ate his food properly.
Recently, he no longer deliberately hid his presence. Wen Renhong didn’t leave the mansion, so as long as he was in the room, Mu Jin wouldn’t hide. He would obediently accompany the man as requested, behaving more like a visible attendant than a shadow guard.
During the meal with Wen Renhong, Mu Jin intentionally slowed down. When he saw the man put down his chopsticks, he started eating faster. In a short time, he cleared the table of all the food.
Seeing Mu Jin finish, he even glanced at the leftover porridge in his bowl. Although it was just a momentary glance, Wen Renhong noticed it. A fleeting smile appeared in his eyes, and he said to Mu Jin, “There’s leftover mushroom and chicken congee in my bowl. Do you want some?”
Mu Jin blinked at the words, nodded honestly, and took the bowl Wen Renhong handed him, saying, “Thank you, Master,” before finishing the congee in the bowl.
Seeing Mu Jin quickly finish what was left in his bowl, without any disdain for eating Wen Renhong’s leftovers, Wen Renhong felt an inexplicable itch in his heart. Looking at the small figure in front of him, he couldn’t help but wonder where all the food his shadow guard ate went.
Seeing Mu Jin’s still somewhat empty stomach, he jokingly asked, “Are you full?”
Mu Jin nodded obediently after hearing Wen Renhong’s question, and then heard the man continue, “Speaking of which, a shadow guard should always be truthful with his master.”
Hearing the man say this, Mu Jin only hesitated for a moment before answering Wen Renhong again, “Seven-tenths full is enough.”
Unexpectedly, Mu Jin hadn’t completely eaten his fill. Wen Renhong was a bit surprised. Calculating the amount this little guy had eaten, including the congee and side dishes, he had finished three baskets of buns alone. Even the little that Wen Renhong left was all eaten. Yet, he was only seventy percent full.
Feeling that he should let the hidden pavilion develop some other business, Wen Renhong suddenly felt that he might not be able to feed his little shadow guard properly.
The other’s eyes were too calm, making Wen Renhong feel like laughing. So, he cleared his throat and said to Mu Jin, “Seventy percent full it is. I’ll have someone send some snacks later. You can eat a bit more.”
Upon hearing Wen Renhong’s words, Mu Jin felt happy and quickly replied, “Thank you, Master.” After saying that, he lowered his head and stood by the table.
After breakfast, Wen Renhong, as usual, read a book for a while. While reading, he secretly observed Mu Jin standing beside him.
After that day’s kiss, his own little shadow guard seemed to have no special reaction, and his attitude towards him was no different from usual, as if that incident had never happened.
To be honest, Wen Renhong didn’t have any particular expectations. After all, the two had been together day and night for a long time, and he had a good understanding of Mu Jin’s personality.
Shadow Eleven was highly reliable when executing tasks, but when it came to other things, he could be described as reserved and silent. However, even so, this person attracted him more than others.
After flipping through a couple of pages of a book out of boredom, Wen Renhong abandoned the book and had someone bring in writing materials. As usual, he had Mu Jin stand in front of the table to practice calligraphy.
However, this time, when Mu Jin stood at the table, the man who hadn’t personally taught him for a long time took the initiative to approach him, reaching around from behind and encircling his waist.
Unlike the casual actions of the last time, Wen Renhong’s posture was noticeably more dominant this time. His arms were tightly wrapped around Mu Jin, his hands covering Mu Jin’s hands, creating an unusually ambiguous atmosphere.
The person in front of him was firmly held in his embrace, those large and round cat-like pupils stirring, his eyes still filled with seriousness, lacking the emotions he had somewhat anticipated.
Although Wen Renhong was slightly disappointed, he didn’t mind. He had thought a lot these past few days, especially after consulting the manager of the Life and Death Camp. He gained a more direct understanding of what kind of existence a shadow guard was.
The Life and Death Camp was a ruthless place; anyone who could come out of there should have erased their emotions and desires.
So, hearing that the other harbored hopes of returning to a peaceful life while drinking was actually a pleasant surprise. It indicated that, although Shadow Eleven was exceptionally skilled, he hadn’t completely extinguished the seven emotions and six desires.
Wen Renhong might not have completely figured out what he truly wanted, but without a doubt, he had acknowledged Mu Jin’s different position in his heart. Moreover, he didn’t want to let go of the person in front of him.
Regarding the fact that he had feelings for his shadow guard, Wen Renhong accepted it without any rejection or hesitation. Having lived in the palace for so many years, his striving was just to have the freedom to do as he pleased, no longer being at the mercy of others.
If he hoped for those who had mocked and humiliated him to look up to him, Wen Renhong hadn’t really thought about it. Because he knew that when he reached the top, these things would naturally happen.
None of those who had hurt him would escape, and as for those insignificant individuals, he couldn’t be bothered to give them a second glance.
More importantly, he wanted to completely control his own destiny and, at the same time, get everything he desired.
So now, since he had clearly identified someone he wanted, Wen Renhong couldn’t easily suppress his desires. The person in front of him was his shadow guard, and he was the master. Shadow Eleven belonged to him from the start, making Wen Renhong feel a sense of joy.
He just didn’t want Mu Jin to be a mere puppet following orders; he wanted to see more emotions on him, to get more responses. Even if he couldn’t completely understand what he was expecting, it didn’t affect him from acting according to his own desires.
While holding Mu Jin’s hand to teach him calligraphy, Wen Renhong rested his chin on top of Mu Jin’s head, pampering the desire in his heart, rubbing against the other’s hair. The fulfilling and comfortable feeling made Wen Renhong release a satisfied sigh.
Later, they didn’t bother with the pretense of calligraphy practice. Wen Renhong directly embraced the person in his arms, resting his chin on Mu Jin’s shoulder, watching him write, occasionally kissing the side of his face.
The intimate contact, the brushing of their ears, made the man extremely fond of the sensation. After Mu Jin finished writing a page, he leaned close to his ear and softly said, “Eleven, can I call you Xiao Jin from now on? Just use your original name.”
Mu Jin nodded at the words, obediently responding, “As Master commands.”
Upon hearing Mu Jin’s response, a smile flashed in Wen Renhong’s eyes. Even if it was a formalized response, this person belonged to him.
Bending down, he lightly touched the lips of the person in his arms. Seeing Mu Jin’s impassive face, he softly asked, “Xiao Jin, do you know what I’m doing to you?”
In his heart, he cursed that the men of this generation were all hooligans. However, Mu Jin’s heart also had some other thoughts.
What’s wrong with flirting? I can do it too. After all these years, I can’t possibly lose to you, right? So what if I’m a shadow guard? What’s wrong with following the master’s orders? It’s what every shadow guard should do.
Thinking this, Mu Jin raised his head, directly looking into Wen Renhong’s eyes, expressionless, and nodded at the man, saying, “Is the Master asking this subordinate to serve you?”
Hearing Mu Jin’s answer, Wen Renhong was momentarily stunned. Then he saw Mu Jin actually starting to undress in front of him. As the outer clothes fell to the ground and he was about to pull off the inner layer, Mu Jin was suddenly stopped by the man beside him.
Wen Renhong swallowed, watching the little guy who was actively undressing in front of him, and his brows slightly furrowed. He asked him, “Do you know what you’re doing?”