Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

Ever since Mu Zhou saw the bandits die in front of him, he lost his strength and collapsed to the ground.

There was chaos all around, and Chuntao had no time to help her up.

Just then, Song Wenchao's horse stopped in front of her.

Mu Zhou slowly raised his head and looked at him.

Just like the night they eloped, she threw herself in front of Song Wenchao's horse.

But this time, Song Wenchao did not sit on the horse and look down at her, but quickly dismounted and picked her up from the ground.

The bandits seemed to realize that he was not someone to be trifled with, and instinctively did not want to confront him.

But Song Wenchao had no intention of letting any of them go.

Mu Zhou hid behind him and watched him attack ruthlessly, killing one person with one blow. He couldn't help but move closer and tightly grasped his waist belt with both hands.

Song Wenchao felt her close, and his back tensed up subconsciously.

He was momentarily dazed when a bandit appeared before his eyes. His eyes flashed and he raised his hand to chop at the man's neck.

With a flick of his sword, another bandit fell completely in a pool of blood.

Shu Yuyan, who was watching all this, was completely stunned, staring blankly at Song Wenchao and Mu Zhou.

After a moment, she came to her senses, her face suddenly filled with anger.

This bitch! How dare she seduce Song Wenchao at this time?

At this time, Mu Zhou opened his dark eyes, with tears in his eyes, and hid behind Song Wenchao, leaning against Song Wenchao tightly with uneasiness.

She looks so pitiful and charming, she is simply a fox!

How could Shu Yuyan accept that all the planning she put in was just for Mu Zhou's benefit?

She made up her mind, pushed the maid aside and walked towards Song Wenchao.

Shu Yuyan found the right moment. When she saw a bandit stabbing Song Wenchao with a knife, her eyes lit up and she quickly ran towards Song Wenchao.

If she got injured while saving Song Wenchao, he would be completely entangled with her, both emotionally and logically.

Shu Yuyan looked faintly excited.

Just as she screamed miserably, "Prince, be careful..." and rushed to Song Wenchao, ready to block the knife for him, the bandit who was already in front of her was suddenly hit by the knife, and fell down unwillingly with bloodshot eyes.

Shu Yuyan was furious and followed the blade to see which dog slave was so blind to ruin her good thing.

But when she looked up, she saw the face that disgusted her so much.

Mu Zhou!

It's her again!

Mu Zhou's hands holding the hilt of the knife were shaking violently, his palm-sized face was full of tears, and his eyes, which always contained a fragile charm, were now tinged with a hint of fear.

Song Wenchao naturally saw this scene.

His heart seemed to be suddenly clenched, and even his breathing was stifled.

When Mu Zhou let go of the knife with trembling hands and took a step back in fear and almost fell, he turned around and pulled the person into his arms, holding him tightly against his chest.

He placed his big hand on the back of Mu Zhou's neck and whispered soothingly, "Close your eyes, don't be afraid."

Mu Zhou closed her eyes obediently, but she couldn't control her body from trembling. She murmured to herself, as if she was speaking to herself, or as if she was explaining to him:

"I didn't mean to do it, but he came at me with a knife and I was afraid you would get hurt. I didn't mean to kill him, but, but he's dead, and I killed someone..."

Her voice was so broken that it made people feel heartbroken.

Song Wenchao heard it all.

The hand covering the back of her neck became even gentler, and he didn't even notice it. At this moment, his cold face, stained with a few drops of blood, was particularly gentle:

"He deserves to die. You're not wrong. Don't blame yourself. Besides, you saved me."

Song Wenchao protected her with one hand, and with the other hand he did not forget to kill the ignorant bandits one by one.

The bandits were quickly wiped out.

Song Wenchao no longer wanted to fight, so he gave his deputy a few words to let him clean up the mess, while he himself prepared to leave with Mu Zhou.

She was terrified and could not stay in such a bloody place any longer.

Seeing him about to leave, Shu Yuyan chased after him and hurriedly tried to grab his sleeve, but he dodged her and looked at her warily.

Shu Yuyan looked at the pitiful Mu Zhou in his arms, feeling angry, but she still looked scared when she spoke:

"Your Highness, I am Shu Yuyan, and my father is Prime Minister Shu. Your Highness, could you please take me with you? Many of the servants and guards I brought with me have been killed or injured, and I am so scared."

Since Song Wenchao likes to be protected by Mu Zhou like he does, then she can too.

She believes herself to be extremely beautiful, and if she really wants to please a man, she will be invincible.

Shu Yuyan bit her lower lip slightly, tears in her eyes, and acted as if she was extremely scared.

But what she didn't expect was that Song Wenchao didn't even give her a glance. He just glanced at the deputy general, then carried Mu Zhou on his horse and left.

Shu Yuyan looked at the two of them sitting intimately on the horse and stomped her feet in anger.

The deputy general stepped forward respectfully and saluted her:

"Miss Shu, I'll have someone prepare a carriage to take you back home. But before that, we need your maids and servants to cooperate with us in questioning you about these bandits."

Shu Yuyan thought of the bandits and had to put away the stern look on her face. She smiled at the deputy general and said, "Okay."

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After carrying Mu Zhou onto the horse, Song Wenchao also mounted the horse and sat behind her.

He didn't dare let the horse run too fast, for fear that Mu Zhou would feel uncomfortable.

At this moment, Mu Zhou's face was so pale that there was no blood at all. He seemed to be exhausted and leaned softly on Song Wenchao's chest.

Song Wenchao put his hands around her body and pulled the reins. This action seemed to hold her whole body in his arms.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Mu Zhou. Seeing her tearful face, he couldn't help but feel distressed and pity.

She was obviously so timid and afraid of death, but when she saw someone waving a knife at her, she picked up a knife and stabbed the other person.

This might be the first time she held the hilt of a knife.

Unprofessional posture, shaky movements, yet so decisive.

She took his safety very seriously.

When Song Wenchao came to this conclusion, he inevitably felt a little happy.

Although the bandit could not hurt him even without Mu Zhou's help, he was still very pleased with the fact that Mu Zhou was so afraid that he would get hurt that he even overcame his instinct to kill him.

He tightened his arms slightly and asked softly, "Are you injured anywhere?"

Mu Zhou shook his head slowly.

He added, "Zhou'er is very powerful. She can even wield a sword to kill the enemy. She is a true heroine. I will report this to the emperor and ask for a favor for you."

Mu Zhou then looked up at her hesitantly: "Really?"

Her thoughts seemed to be completely absorbed by Song Wenchao's words, so much so that she didn't even notice that he had changed his address.

Seeing that she agreed to him calling her Zhou'er, Song Wenchao curled the corners of his lips:

"Of course, Zhou'er is very brave. You killed the bandits and protected the people. This is a good thing."

Mu Zhou figured it out a little, blinked her wet eyelashes, and finally stopped crying. She raised her sleeve to wipe the tears from her face.

Although Song Wenchao knew that she was a tearful woman, he still felt distressed when he saw her crying like this out of fear. When he saw that she had finally stopped crying, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.