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

Mu Zhou fell into a deep sleep on the soft silk pillow. Qin Huai carefully withdrew his hand from her waist and sighed with satisfaction.

He looked at Mu Zhou's blushing cheeks, raised his fingertips to touch her with a taste of pleasure, and finally propped himself up reluctantly.

Qin Huai kissed her on the lips and quietly left the bed.

He had a lot of official business today and should have returned in the evening, but because he really wanted to see Mu Zhou, he left the pile of memorials behind.

Now, all memorials were taken by Wu Jiang to the small study room on the side of the bedroom.

This is where Mu Zhou usually writes and draws. The place is not very big, and Mu Zhou's "paintings" are scattered everywhere.

This is Mu Zhou's little world of free creation. She doesn't allow palace servants to clean it up, and says, "It takes some chaos to get inspiration."

So this state has been maintained here.

Qin Huai didn't mind the mess. After he sat down, he picked up a picture of a chicken pecking at rice and couldn't help but smile.

Mu Zhou seemed to like this somewhat childish thing very much.

He carefully picked it up and put it aside, then began to read the letter.

In the evening, Qin Huai put down his pen and frowned tiredly.

He ordered people to prepare water and went to bathe.

The bathing pool in the Queen's palace was behind the bedroom. Qin Huai was afraid of disturbing Mu Zhou's sleep, so he took a detour.

The hot spring was filled with mist, and was filled with the unique scent of Mu Zhou.

The familiar smell made Qin Huai feel relieved, and he became lazy. He asked:

"Is the Queen awake?"

A timid voice replied:

"The queen is still sleeping."

Hot water was already prepared in the hot spring, and the young palace maids left quietly. The emperor did not like to be served while bathing, and even Eunuch Wu Jiang was no exception.

But one figure did not move.

"Let this servant serve your majesty."

The trembling voice was a little timid, but also contained an admiration that could not be concealed.

It was the palace maid who had just replied.

Qin Huai looked over casually, something flashing in his eyes.

The palace maid approached with small steps, her face already flushed, and she said:

"I am Mei Yin, the third-class maid of the Empress. I usually help the Empress bathe. Now that the Empress is asleep, I am willing to serve Your Majesty in her place."

The Empress who is now highly favored by the Emperor was once just a little maidservant beside Concubine Shu. Later she gradually rose to become a senior maidservant, and then rose to prominence like a phoenix, becoming the noble Crown Princess. After the Crown Prince ascended the throne, she became the Empress.

This is no secret.

Everyone envied her and lamented her good fortune, but some were also jealous.

For example, Mei Yin.

She didn't believe that she had done anything meritorious for saving the emperor. She simply thought that the Empress had seduced His Majesty with her pretty face.

In terms of appearance, Mei Ying thought she was not bad.

As a palace maid, the queen can do it, so why can't she?

All men in the world are fond of novelty, let alone the emperor who owns the whole world.

The emperor only has the queen by his side. Even if the queen is extremely beautiful, he will eventually get tired of her over time. Mei Ying thought that she would always have a chance.

Now, the opportunity has come.

She actually got the opportunity to serve the emperor bathing alone.

She suppressed her trembling heart and tried to untie the emperor's clothes tremblingly.

Qin Huai withdrew his gaze, and his frowning eyes were filled with sinister intent.

The moment Mei Ying reached out her hand, a rough hand grabbed her neck.

Breathing suddenly became shallow.

Mei Ying stared wide-eyed and couldn't make a sound. The next moment, she was lightly pushed into the hot spring.

The hot water covered her.

The big hand on her neck loosened, and she subconsciously took a deep breath, but choked on water.

The feeling of drowning made the fear in her heart burst out completely.

She wanted to shout for help, but no sound came out.

A big hand pressed her head, preventing her from floating to the surface.

Until she lost consciousness.

Qin Huai's cold face didn't fluctuate at all. He reached into the hot spring, grabbed the person and threw him to the ground without any mercy.

Then he called people in.

Qin Huai didn't even glance at the palace maid on the ground, but said indifferently:

"Drag him to the long street and beat him to death."

Finally, he reminded:

"Don't disturb the Queen."

"The slave obeys."

Then someone came in and cautiously changed all the water in the hot spring.

*

The death of palace maid Mei Ying greatly deterred those who were ready to act with their little thoughts.

Mu Zhou didn't pay much attention to the disappearance of this palace maid.

When she woke up, Qin Huai had returned to her side.

"But are you hungry?"

Mu Zhou was really a little hungry.

After exercising all afternoon, my stomach is now empty.

Qin Huai picked up the yawning and lazy girl in his arms and walked towards the outer room.

Looking at Qin Huai's posture, he wished he could feed Mu Zhou mouthful by mouthful.

The palace maids and eunuchs in the room were no longer surprised by the intimacy between the emperor and empress. In addition to feeling grateful for the empress's good fortune, they were also a little more awed today.

Perhaps they had seen too much of the emperor's pampering and indulgence towards the empress, so no matter how unruly the empress was, she would only get a helpless smile from the emperor, and they thought the emperor was such a good-tempered person.

I forgot that this one was also a cruel, ruthless and cold emperor.

What happened to the palace maid Mei Yin today once again sounded the alarm for them.

*

It's winter again.

Mu Zhou was wearing a furry cloak and standing under the plum tree, looking up at the branches, like a fairy from the plum garden who had descended to earth.

Qin Huai couldn't suppress the throbbing in his heart.

He walked behind Mu Zhou, circled him in front of him, and said in a tender voice:

"Zhou'er, would you please let the painter copy you and me into the painting?"

Freeze this throbbing emotion forever.

Mu Zhou curved his lips and covered his hand:

"Okay."

*

When Mu Zhou woke up again, he was in a daze for a long time before he adapted to everything in modern life.

In the previous dimension, Qin Huai reigned for thirty years. After raising the adopted child of the royal family to the throne, he disappeared from the capital with Mu Zhou.

The two of them took a large amount of money and secret guards, and spent the rest of their lives indulging in the mountains and rivers, living a carefree life.

At this moment, Mu Zhou was in the living room of a villa... or rather a manor.

Mu Zhou stood in front of the sofa.

A mature and attractive man was sitting on the sofa.

The man was wearing an elegant suit and his tie was tied meticulously, looking both abstinent and aloof.

From Mu Zhou's angle, the face had distinct features and was extraordinarily handsome.

This is the original owner's non-blood-related 'little uncle', Chu Zhaoming.

He is also the man the original owner has loved for many years.

Chu Zhaoming ignored Mu Zhou's gaze and calmly read the newspaper and drank coffee.

He was forcing the original owner to bow his head.

Mu Zhou felt a surge of pain and grievance in his chest, which seemed to be the remaining perception of the original owner.

Seeing that she seemed to have calmed down, Chu Zhaoming closed the newspaper, looked up at her, and said in a light voice:

"Do you know you're wrong?"

Mu Zhou said nothing.

After a moment, Chu Zhaoming sighed helplessly:

"Go and apologize to Qianchen, and let this matter go. I won't let her company pursue the matter further."

Seeing the stubbornness and grievance in Mu Zhou's eyes, Chu Zhaoming pinched his eyebrows with a headache:

"If you do something wrong, you should pay the price. Now I'm willing to help you bear the consequences, and you won't even apologize?"

"Mu Zhou, stop being so willful."