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

A faint, cool fragrance wafted from the study, drifting towards Mu Zhou in waves.

Su Youbai's presence was everywhere.

She hadn't felt anything at first, but after all the eunuchs and maids had left, she began to feel uneasy.

She looked around the study, trying to ignore the scent that belonged only to Su Youbai.

The style of this study is very similar to that of Su Youbai.

Powerful, cold, and domineering with an absolute sense of control over everything.

Mu Zhou's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he suddenly put down his teacup.

She didn't want to stay any longer.

She rose and hurried away, but the young eunuch outside the door, seeing this, quickly said:

"Your Highness, what is this...?"

"I'm not feeling well, so I'll head back now."

Mu Zhou made up a reason, but she didn't want to stay any longer and turned to leave.

Before he could even step down the stairs, a clear, crisp voice came from behind him:

"Where does it hurt?"

Su Youbai had returned sometime earlier. He walked to Mu Zhou's side, his dark eyes fixed on her, but he spoke to the eunuch, "Go and fetch the imperial physician."

"Do not……"

Mu Zhou instinctively tried to stop him.

She was just making up an excuse; she wasn't really feeling unwell, so there was no need to call the imperial physician.

But it's not appropriate to say it directly at this point.

After all, the emperor is here; admitting to lying would be a crime of deceiving the emperor.

Helpless, she could only shut up and follow them back to the study.

A short while later, the imperial physician arrived.

Mu Zhou obediently extended his hand. The imperial physician knelt before him, carefully took his pulse, and then asked Mu Zhou a few questions.

Su Youbai spoke up:

"But what's wrong with that?"

The imperial physician hurriedly said:

"The county princess is recovering very well. Although she is still somewhat weak overall, her pulse is much stronger than last time. I will change the prescription again, and in about half a year, she will be fully recovered."

Mu Zhou looked at the imperial physician in disbelief:

"Does the imperial physician mean that my chronic weakness, which I've had since childhood, can be cured?"

"Yes, I am 90% certain."

Mu Zhou was overjoyed and for a moment forgot that Su Youbai was still there.

She didn't want to be sickly every winter, catching a cough at the slightest chill, unable to do this or that, missing out on so much joy growing up.

Thinking about being able to go ice skating like everyone else in the winter, Mu Zhou felt that those awful-tasting medicinal soups didn't seem so hard to swallow anymore.

Seeing the joy in her eyes, Su Youbai's mood improved considerably.

During this period, everyone in the Imperial Medical Academy was extremely worried about Mu Zhou's frail health.

Finally, there's good news.

By the time Mu Zhou came to her senses, the imperial physician had already left.

Although she didn't know that it was Su Youbai who ordered the Imperial Hospital to make sure she recovered, she knew that the imperial physicians were also the emperor's people, and since the emperor's people had cured her, she naturally had to thank them.

But this thank you reminded her of Su Youbai's demand for a thank-you gift.

Thanking him isn't something that can be done simply by making him a dessert.

For a moment, Mu Zhou froze, unsure of what to do with his hands and feet.

Su Youbai quietly observed the changes in her expression, and understood her struggle and hesitation.

He didn't let her continue to feel anxious:

"Does Zhou'er know what kind of reward I desire?"

He suddenly changed how he addressed people, as if he were announcing something.

This change made Mu Zhou's heart tremble.

She couldn't bear the outpouring of his emotions and instinctively wanted to escape.

Seeing her slightly shifty gaze, Su Youbai narrowed his eyes.

He opened his lips, his voice slightly cool:

"answer me."

He was forcing Mu Zhou to confront this special situation.

But Mu Zhou still subconsciously shook his head:

"This humble woman...this humble woman does not know, but this humble woman is of lowly status..."

Mu Zhou attempted to struggle one more time.

But Su Youbai didn't give her that chance.

"I want you to be my empress."

His tone was unhurried, yet it carried a hint of sharpness and determination.

He deliberately suppressed the tenderness that always involuntarily arose between him and Mu Zhou.

He can't be soft-hearted.

He had to be assertive in this matter.

If Mu Zhou were to have his way, she would want to run away immediately.

He could indulge her however he pleased in the future, but for now, even if it meant forcing her, he had to keep her by his side.

Mu Zhou was still in a daze, unable to recover from his words.

She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

No.

How can this be done?

She... she's still engaged...

Yes, her engagement with Qin Yansi was still valid, and she felt like she had grasped at a straw.

But before it could even be grasped, it was completely torn off.

As if he had already guessed what she was going to say, Su Youbai suddenly bent down and approached.

His voice was cold, almost threatening:

"Zhou'er, do not say anything that will anger me."

He didn't want to hear those annoying names.

That would remind him that for the past decade or so, her thoughts and feelings had been occupied by another man.

However, this opportunity will not come again.

He would keep her firmly by his side, never allowing her to be distracted by anyone else.

Su Youbai's aura was too sharp and domineering. Under the gaze of his beautiful phoenix eyes, Mu Zhou couldn't help but hold his breath.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back down.

She bit her lower lip slightly, looking as if she was afraid of authority and forced to do so without daring to resist.

The area under her eyes was beginning to turn slightly red.

Her beautiful and charming appearance, which revealed a pitiful and helpless grievance, always evoked pity from others.

Su Youbai's momentum finally subsided.

He cupped her cheeks in his large hands, his thumb gently tracing the corner of her eye.

The soft texture made him love it, and his mood inexplicably improved.

"Lord Mu and his wife have returned. You should go back to the manor and wait for our wedding."

He naturally hoped that Mu Zhou would stay in the palace, where he could see her at any time.

He just remembered that the last time she had a high fever, she was calling for her mother in her delirium.

It's been so long since we last met, I'm sure you've been missing me.

He certainly wouldn't hesitate to treat her even better.

Hearing this, Mu Zhou's emotions were not so suppressed, but after being coaxed like this, for some reason, the grievances in his heart became even more intense.

Her nose tingled, and tears almost fell.

Su Youbai felt a tightness in his chest as he looked at the scene, something spreading in his eyes.

His voice was slightly hoarse for a moment, but his tone remained calm as ever:

"Why are you crying?"

"Your Majesty just startled me."

Perhaps it was instinct that made her realize Su Youbai's indulgence, and she became bolder.

Her tone, a mix of reproach and coquetry, added fuel to the fire in Su Youbai's already fluttering heart.

Something flashed quickly in his dark eyes, and he suddenly reached out and hooked his arm around Mu Zhou's waist, pulling him directly into his embrace.

"It was my fault; I shouldn't have frightened you."

He finished speaking in a low voice, and then did something that terrified Mu Zhou even more.

He lowered his head and kissed Mu Zhou's rosy, full lips.

It felt like something exploded in my mind.

The moisture on his lips reminded Mu Zhou of what had happened.

Her eyes widened, and she froze, unable to move.

After a brief moment of disorientation, she finally remembered to struggle.

"Your Majesty, you can't, um..."

The unfinished words were all swallowed.