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

The thin layer of pajamas seemed to block nothing at all.

She just lay under Qin Huai like that.

Her hair is as black as ink and her skin is as pure and flawless as fresh snow.

It seems that a slight touch will leave some traces.

Qin Huai's eyes moved downwards and he soon saw the pinch mark.

It's the trace he left behind.

The bruises seemed to be accusing him of what he had done that day.

Qin Huai's back stiffened.

That day he was shocked to find that he had been drugged, and he instinctively wanted to kill the person who came.

But I don't want to implicate innocent people.

Because Qin Huai was a member of the royal family and because of the difficult situation in his childhood when he was not favored, he was cold and indifferent by nature.

He acts decisively and ruthlessly.

But he was a man of strong principles and never killed innocent people like his father.

So when he realized that he had misunderstood Mu Zhou, he immediately came to find her.

Looking at his masterpiece from that day, he felt an even stronger desire to make amends.

Just as he was about to explain his purpose, he noticed that Mu Zhou's fair ears were almost turning red.

Only then did he realize how ambiguous their posture was.

Although the hand covering her mouth had been released, Qin Huai still had one hand on her pillow, very close to her.

So close that I could even see the fuzz on her earlobe.

Qin Huai stood up calmly and walked away.

Mu Zhou then sat up awkwardly, quietly picked up the long gown on the side and put it on.

She put on her clothes quietly but hurriedly.

Under such circumstances, Mu Zhou even forgot to pay his respects to the prince.

Qin Huai naturally didn't care.

He visited late at night, so Mu Zhou was naturally frightened when he woke up from his sleep, and it was also possible that he forgot the etiquette for a moment.

Qin Huai was wearing a black robe with dark patterns and stood in the house like a ghost. The dark patterns glowed coldly in the moonlight.

After Mu Zhou was dressed, he turned around and said:

"The matter has been investigated clearly. What happened that day has nothing to do with you."

The corners of his lips turned down, and a cold look flashed across his face.

Concubine Qi and the Prime Minister were so bold as to drug him, so they must bear the consequences.

He put away his intimidating aura, looked at Mu Zhou, and spoke calmly:

"I said I would give you justice. What compensation do you want?"

He spoke casually, but he was fully prepared.

No matter what Mu Zhou wanted, he could give it to him.

After all, her innocence was almost destroyed by her own hands that day.

But even if he woke up in time, ordinary women would probably find it difficult to accept it.

It's understandable that she wants to stay with him.

Although there is no woman in the East Palace so far, it doesn’t seem so difficult to accept if there is one.

Qin Huai's mind was racing, he thought a lot, just waiting for Mu Zhou to make his request.

Mu Zhou also made a request as expected:

"I ask Your Highness to grant me some reward. If Your Highness can say a few good words for my queen, that would be even better."

Her voice was timid, and she glanced at Qin Huai from time to time, as if she was afraid that he would disagree, and then she hurriedly said:

"If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter. As long as Your Highness is safe, I don't want anything."

The room became quiet again.

Qin Huai felt like he had a breath stuck in his chest.

His dark and sharp eyes frightened her. After a while, he spoke in a low voice:

"Are you sure these are all you need?"

Mu Zhou looked up at him doubtfully, and seeing the obvious scrutiny and inquiry in his eyes, he knelt down hurriedly:

"I don't want anything. Your Highness has seen through everything and cleared my name. I am grateful to Your Highness and dare not ask for any more compensation."

Qin Huai tightened his hands behind his back and said coldly:

"You get up first."

Mu Zhou stood up tremblingly, not daring to speak anymore.

Qin Huai's expression was filled with a hint of coldness. He stared at her quietly for a long time before saying:

"I will give you everything you want. Besides that, do you have anything else you want?"

Mu Zhou didn't think about it and quickly replied:

"I have no other requests."

Qin Huai gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and spoke word by word:

"Okay, since that's the case, this matter is over. Don't mention it again."

"This slave knows."

Qin Huai took one last look at her and left silently.

After he left, Mu Zhou sat down in front of the dressing mirror.

She touched the remaining bruise on her neck and smiled slightly.

Just now, the favorability has risen to 7%.

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After finishing his shift the next day, Mu Zhou found 10,000 taels of silver in his room.

She knew very well about the sudden appearance of the banknotes.

So I just calmly hid the banknote.

Qin Huai kept his promise and not only gave her the banknote, but also today in the court, Shu Fei's father was promoted to a higher rank for his contribution to flood control.

Shu Fei's position became more stable, and she was so happy that she gave many rewards to the palace maids and eunuchs in the courtyard.

Because of the affairs of the Prime Minister and Concubine Qi, the harem and the court have been much quieter these days.

The prime minister's property was confiscated, some were beheaded, and some had their property confiscated.

Concubine Qi was also secretly given white silk.

The emperor has been in a bad mood recently, and no one wants to bring bad luck upon themselves, so they are being cautious in everything they do.

But Shu Fei was an exception.

She felt that the emperor was busy with official duties and was angry about the prime minister's affairs, so he must need her, a flower of eloquence.

Besides, her father had just been promoted, and she believed that the emperor would treat her differently.

Despite being dissuaded, she insisted on going to the Imperial Garden to meet him by chance.

Sure enough, that day she was dressed beautifully and met the emperor by the lake in the imperial garden.

Just as Shu Fei was about to go forward to pay her respects, she saw Yao Fei waiting by her side in the pavilion.

She secretly regretted letting this bitch get there first.

When Concubine Yao saw that her expression remained unchanged, she smiled and greeted her.

The emperor glanced at Mu Zhou casually, opened his mouth and took the green grapes handed to him by Concubine Yao. After chewing them a few times, he swallowed them hard.

Shu Fei couldn't stand Yao Fei being so attentive, and couldn't help but say a few jealous words. Yao Fei naturally responded with sarcasm.

The two beauties were jealous of Qin Moyao, but he himself had a calm expression and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Mu Zhou stood to one side and noticed that Qin Moyao's gaze lingered on the sour plum soup on the corner of the table for a moment.

She calmly poured a bowl of sour plum soup for Shu Fei and also served one for Qin Moyao.

Qin Moyao looked at the sour plum soup in front of him, his eyes narrowed, and a dangerous look instantly shot towards her.

His eyes were dark, and his expression was sinister and wary.

Although Qin Moyao's emotions are clearly visible on his face, his temperament is unpredictable, especially when it comes to his preferences, which he does not reveal to others easily.

Just like he likes sour and sweet, especially when he is irritable, he will particularly prefer this taste.

But he never reveals this habit in front of others.

But Mu Zhou actually noticed it accurately.

Whether she did it unintentionally or really noticed it, Qin Moyao felt very uncomfortable with the feeling of having his likes and dislikes seen through.

His cold and gloomy look was a little scary. Concubine Yao had noticed it and quietly observed.

Only Shu Fei was still unaware and continued chattering.

It was not until Qin Moyao's cold gaze shot straight at her that she realized something was wrong.

Facing his frighteningly dark face, Shu Fei knelt down immediately.

Concubine Yao cursed him inwardly as an idiot and had no choice but to kneel down as well.

For a moment, everyone in the pavilion fell to their knees.

Just then, a familiar voice came.

"My son, I will meet my father."