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

Qin Moyao was not the most favored son of the late emperor.

Although his mother was a concubine, she died early. Later, the concubine Shun who raised him was also wary of him because she had her own son and had no intention of getting close to him.

The harem also emphasizes that a son's status depends on his mother, so without a maternal family, he had no hope of inheritance.

In particular, his elder brother, the crown prince, was a prince who was deeply loved by his father and the people.

The ministers in the court also highly respected him.

So when Qin Moyao fought his way to the throne, what he feared most were the old generals who had supported the prince in the past.

He ignored all the advice and killed everyone he could.

But he also knew that there were some people lying dormant, waiting for an opportunity to rebel and avenge the prince.

Over the years, he always paid special attention to anything related to the deposed crown prince.

This time, after investigating till now, he discovered that he had been led in a roundabout way.

A lot of manpower was wasted and so much effort was put in but nothing was achieved.

Looking at the doubtful points in the memorial presented to him, a flash of clarity passed through his mind, so fast that it was almost impossible to grasp.

He called Su Hai and asked him to summon several ministers to meet him.

Two hours later, all the ministers left, leaving only Su Hai in the hall.

Qin Moyao's face was gloomy and he was silent for a long time.

Everything that has happened recently points to Qin Huai.

He hadn't been able to sleep for days, and was so exhausted that he couldn't think about anything else. It was all because of his own son.

What exactly does Qin Huai want to do?

He narrowed his eyes, and his sinister voice echoed in the hall:

"Scold the eagle."

Suddenly, a man in black appeared in the hall, which was empty just now, and knelt on the ground.

"Go to the East Palace and investigate carefully. Don't alarm the Crown Prince."

"Yes."

The man in black known as Chijiu quickly disappeared.

Su Hai's eyes look at the nose, and the nose looks at the heart.

The man just now was the emperor's deadbeat and rarely showed up. This time, it seemed that the prince had completely angered the emperor.

Qin Moyao's already gloomy expression showed some fatigue due to the days of hard work. He closed his eyes and said in a sinister and dangerous voice:

"Su Hai, tell me, what does the prince want to do?"

Su Hai didn't dare to say anything, he just said:

"If this is true, no matter why the prince did this, he has overstepped his bounds."

After Su Hai finished speaking, the hall fell silent again.

*

Mu Zhou is not on duty today.

She sat in her room, staring blankly at the gold ingots on the table.

That’s right, the whole table in front of me was filled with gold ingots.

It was sent by Qin Huai.

The golden ingots sparkle with an attractive luster, and no one can resist such temptation.

Mu Zhou is naturally the same.

After touching them one by one lovingly, she began to look for a place to hide.

Really, it’s hard to hide so many gold ingots.

What a sweet trouble.

After hiding everything, Mu Zhou thought of the pavilion where it was raining yesterday.

When Qin Huai was finally willing to let her go, she had already lost the will to resist. She just collapsed in his arms with her legs weak and her waist flabby as if she had no bones.

Qin Huai placed a kiss on the corner of her red eyes, sucking away the light traces of tears, his voice a little hoarse:

"Don't be afraid of being alone."

Mu Zhou was panicked and couldn't help but shiver. Qin Huai picked up the cloak on the side and put it on her, then picked her up without saying a word.

Mu Zhou was so frightened by the sudden suspension that she clutched the collar of his clothes tightly. Thinking about where this place was, she wanted to break free anxiously.

Seeing her struggling, Qin Huai held her knee with his hand and squeezed it slightly:

"obedient."

The force was just enough to make Mu Zhou's legs ache, and he dared not move anymore.

Summer rain comes and goes quickly.

The rain had stopped, and Qin Huai walked out of the pavilion with her in his arms and returned to his residence.

When Mu Zhou was terrified, he found that there was not a single palace servant along the way.

At that moment, Mu Zhou was somewhat amazed at Qin Huai's current sphere of influence.

After returning to his residence, Qin Huai carefully placed her on the bed and untied her cloak, revealing her still loose clothes.

Mu Zhou looked at him warily and hid slightly inside the bed.

Her cheeks were covered with a layer of powder, and her eyes were full of surprise and doubt, but she still couldn't hide her beautiful face.

The more you look at it, the more lovable it becomes.

Qin Huai raised his hand and touched her face, his fingertips brushing across the crimson corners of her eyes, and soothed her in a gentle voice:

"Wait a little longer, Zhou'er, wait a little longer."

He would let her be by her side openly and no one could stop her.

Including his father.

At that time, there was a raging flame in Qin Huai's eyes, like a beast about to be released from a cage, capable of killing everything.

Mu Zhou still feels scared when he remembers it now.

*

On the other side, the emperor's bedroom.

Late at night, Chi Jiu had returned from his night visit to the East Palace.

He reported everything he had found out.

It can be said that nothing useful was found on this trip. The prince did not form a clique for personal gain, and his study and bedroom were very clean, without a single clue.

If there was anything strange, it was probably that there was a pearl hairpin in the brocade box in the study that didn't look very good.

The prince is such a noble person that all he uses are the best in the world. That cherry pink pearl hairpin is really not suitable for the East Palace.

So Chijiu only brought back the pearl hairpin on this trip.

Qin Moyao took the pearl hairpin in his hand.

The shoddy, rough feel feels strangely familiar.

His dark pupils trembled suddenly.

Qin Moyao has always had a good memory. When she first saw Mu Zhou near the cold palace, she knelt in front of him obediently.

At that time, she was wearing this pearl hairpin on her head. But he never saw her wearing it again after that.

In an instant, everything connected.

Mu Zhou's resistance and avoidance of him.

When he was about to get her that day, news of the deposed crown prince suddenly arrived.

And he had been fooled by fake news these days and had no time to see Mu Zhou.

Everything, everything comes in a circle.

The prince covets Mu Zhou, or perhaps they are in love with each other.

This conclusion made Qin Moyao's eyes suddenly become sharp and cold, and his fists were clenched so hard that the knuckles turned white.

Qin Moyao, completely overwhelmed with anger, suddenly stood up and threw all the memorials on the table to the ground.

His face was ferocious, he kicked the chair away and walked towards the back garden where the concubines lived.

Su Hai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurried to catch up.

*

Mu Zhou had nothing to do today, so he washed up early and prepared to rest.

She walked to the candle, but before she blew it out, a gust of wind suddenly blew the candle flame.

Where does the wind come from in this room?

Mu Zhou turned around curiously and suddenly saw that the door, which she had closed a long time ago, was ajar.

A sense of uneasiness surged in her heart, and she spoke tentatively:

"Xiao Li, is that you?"

She walked towards the door in the dim candlelight, but after taking a few steps, she felt a sudden chill on her back and subconsciously stopped.

Mu Zhou swallowed and turned around tremblingly.

The candle flame went out at that moment.

"what……"

She only had time to scream halfway before a big hand covered her mouth and dragged her towards the bed.

The strong arms clamped her waist, almost as if they were going to break it.

The room was completely dark and filled with a cold atmosphere.