Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 234 Little Servant 13

Prime Minister's House.

Shen Yunwen returned to the room and found Yu Mu sitting on the couch with a book in his hand.

I don’t know what he saw, his face and ears were so red that I didn’t even notice him enter the room.

"Sir, why are you here?" When Shen Yunwen approached, Yu Mu quickly closed the book in his hand and hid behind his back. He looked around and tried to divert his attention stiffly: "Sir, have you had your meal?"

Without Shen Yunwen's response, he stood up and tried to slip out: "I...I'll ask the servants to prepare a meal for the young master."

However, Shen Yunwen held him with one hand, making it impossible for him to break free.

He raised his eyebrows and glanced behind Yu Mu: "Mu Mu, what bad things did you do behind my back? Let me see it too."

Before Yu Mu could react, he had already touched Yu Mu's hand that was tightly holding the book, and his fingertips slid across the back of his hand in an ambiguous way: "Mu Mu, let me see it, ok?"

"No, sir, you can't look at it." Yu Mu's eyes were evasive and his face was almost red like a shrimp.

A glimmer flashed in Shen Yunwen's eyes. He lowered his head and buried his face in Yu Mu's neck, saying in a low voice: "Mu Mu has her own secrets, and has learned to hide them from me, your master. Your heart is so sad..."

His voice trembled slightly: "Mumu is blaming me for not accompanying you these days? Mumu is blaming me?"

He kept talking more and more outrageously: "We're getting married tomorrow, and Mumu started to distance herself from me today. Will she refuse to even look at me in the future, or even sleep in a separate room from me?"

Yu Mu couldn't bear to hear his master's words and got anxious: "No, I don't blame you, it's just... just..."

How could he let the young master read this kind of book? It's too... too much...

"Just what?" Shen Yunwen raised the corners of his mouth slightly where Yu Mu couldn't see.

Silly Mumu, how can you be so cute...

Yu Mu took a deep breath, took out the book hidden behind his back, and stuffed it into Shen Yunwen's arms.

He bit his lower lip, his watery eyes seemed to be about to burst into tears: "Young Master, look..."

Shen Yunwen looked at Yu Mu's shy appearance, his Adam's apple rolled, and he struggled to move his eyes away from him, lowered his head and opened the book in his hand.

Seeing this, he suddenly laughed out loud.

"So Mumu is so impatient. How can you just look at the picture book? I'm right in front of you. Why don't you just come to me and practice?"

As he spoke, Shen Yunwen closed the sketchbook in his hand, threw it aside, picked up Yu Muheng and put him on the bed.

The whole movement was very smooth, and in the blink of an eye, Yu Mu was lying on the bed.

He hurriedly tried to get up, but was stopped by Shen Yunwen.

"Sir... this won't work. I'm not ready yet..."

Shen Yunwen's eyes were burning, and he gently placed a tender kiss on Yu Mu's cheek.

"Mumu, be good. I won't finish it."

Yu Mu's eyes turned red, and he turned his head to reveal his fair and slender neck, and whispered, "Then you are not allowed to lie to me, sir."

"Don't lie to Mumu."

……

Before they knew it, they had been in the room for two full hours.

Yu Mu had already fallen asleep due to Shen Yunwen's torment.

The corners of his eyes were rosy, his long eyelashes were misty, and his lips were delicate and tempting, like a rose bud that was about to bloom, making people want to take a bite.

Shen Yunwen said that he would not finish it, but except for the last step, there was no good part on Yu Mu's body.

When Yu Mu woke up, he wanted to be angry and ignore his young master.

Who would have known that his son, who appeared to be so gentle and refined outside, would be so shameless in front of him and start to act aggrieved and naughty in front of him.

She said something like she was too busy these days and didn't have time to be affectionate with him, and that she couldn't help but be so excessive because she missed him and loved him too much.

Yu Mu couldn't bear to look at such a young man, but he still softened his heart and forgave him.

Who made him like his son?

Soon, it was their wedding day.

Shen Yunwen did not invite too many people, only some people in the officialdom that he was more familiar with.

However, what he did not expect was that His Majesty actually came to participate. He thought that according to his personality, he would not come.

Li Peijun walked into the wedding hall slowly and calmly went to the main seat.

He had an upright posture, dressed in a black brocade robe and a jade crown on his head. He had cold eyebrows, a high nose and thin lips, and his whole body had an awe-inspiring temperament that made people feel awe.

Eunuch Zhou followed behind him with a smile on his face.

The group of people who were originally chatting and laughing quickly put away the smiles on their faces and saluted him when they saw Li Peijun coming in.

"I will pay my respects to Your Majesty."

Li Peijun sat in the main seat with a calm expression, picked up the wine glass and said, "Well, do as you please, don't mind me."

The officials below seemed happy on the surface, but in fact they were much more nervous than before.

With a tyrant like you sitting here, who can act as they please?

Do you think life is too long?

If they had known that Li Peijun would be coming, they would never have come to the wedding.

After waiting for a while, Li Peijun propped up his chin in boredom, looked at the servant beside him, and asked casually: "Why hasn't Lord Shen appeared yet? I want to see how beautiful his bride is. She can be so charming that Lord Shen can't wait to prepare for the wedding right after bringing her back."

He happened to have nothing to do today, and suddenly remembered that today seemed to be Shen Yunwen's wedding day, so he came to take a look on a whim.

I didn't expect to arrive so early.

It was the servant's first time facing the Holy Face, and he was so nervous that his legs felt weak. Fortunately, he managed to control himself and didn't show it very obviously.

"Your Majesty, our master should be here soon..."

Before he could finish this sentence, the bride and groom arrived.

This is not correct, it should be said that there are two grooms.

Li Peijun looked up, and with just one glance, the indifferent expression on his face disappeared instantly, and his eyes were filled with turbulent waves.

Shen Yunwen and Yu Mu were both wearing red groom's suits. They held hands tightly and walked forward step by step.

When Shen Yunwen saw Li Peijun, he was surprised.

Quickly calm down.

He tilted his head to look at Yu Mu, who had a nervous look on his face, with a gentle smile on his lips. He held Yu Mu's hand under his sleeve and squeezed it gently, as if to comfort him.

Feeling Shen Yunwen's small movement, Yu Mu's stiff body gradually relaxed. He looked up at Shen Yunwen, pursed his lips and smiled, indicating that he was fine.

Although the officials around had heard that Shen Yunwen was going to marry, they did not know that it would be a man.

They were very shocked inside, but kept saying congratulations on the surface.

Shen Yunwen smiled and nodded to them, holding Yu Mu's hand and walking to Li Peijun.

After he and Yu Mu saluted Li Peijun, he said slowly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for taking the time to attend my wedding."

Li Peijun kept his eyes fixed on Yu Mu, not moving away, and said absentmindedly: "Hmm..."

How could Yu Mu be here? She also knew Shen Yunwen and is now married to Shen Yunwen.

Does he like men too?

So what has he been hesitating about all these years?

However, Yu Mu didn't seem to recognize him.

Yes, given his silly character, he would never have thought that the miserable man back then would be the current emperor.

Moreover, he has changed so much in the past three years that even people who have known him for a long time may not recognize him if they meet him again.

Seeing that Li Peijun was staring at Yu Mu, Shen Yunwen calmly signaled the best man beside him to start the process.