My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

However, Mu Qianyan knew clearly who the culprit was in this assassination attempt. The security in the capital was always airtight and strictly orderly. If it weren't for the permission of the person above, these assassins probably wouldn't have been allowed in. But this trip wasn't to kill him. If it were, then An Zhengyi wouldn't have been sent to rescue him. In fact, this was just a warning to the Wen family, who had been acting arrogantly recently.

Everything was as expected, but the expected injury was unexpectedly blocked by Song Nuan, who had just married him. Mu Qianyan couldn't understand how Song Nuan, who was usually timid, could have such courage.

"I am deeply moved by the Ninth Prince's wife's selfless act of saving her husband. I hereby bestow upon her ten thousand taels of gold as a reward. This is my decree!" The emperor's close eunuch came to the Ninth Prince's residence to read out the emperor's edict.

In this incident where the Ninth Prince's wife saved her husband, not only did the Emperor bestow many gold and silver gifts, but the Empress Dowager also sent many tonics to the Ninth Prince's residence.

For a time, the talk of the town was all about Song Nuan stepping forward to shield Mu Qianyan from an arrow.

The two main protagonists of this incident are currently gathered in their newlywed room.

"Sweetie, have some more!" Mu Qianyan gently urged, his brows furrowed with focused affection, softening his entire face.

"No..." Song Nuan looked at the spoon that was still near her mouth, feeling helpless. She had already drunk two bowls of medicine!

Inside the room, Caiyin saw her young mistress and the prince looking so loving and affectionate, and she smiled secretly.

"Are you hungry?" Mu Qianyan asked.

"I will not..."

Before Song Nuan could answer, he spoke again: "If the princess is hungry, tell the kitchen to prepare some nourishing tonics and send them over."

"Yes, Your Highness!" Caiyin replied and went out.

Mu Qianyan successfully sent the maid away, leaving only the two of them in the room for a moment.

Mu Qianyan put down the medicine bowl, and miraculously put on an even more charming and dazzling smile. He gently stroked Song Nuan's face, and his soft voice murmured like a lover's: "Now can you tell me what you want from me? Hmm?"

Song Nuan was puzzled; what was this all about? The topic had jumped around too quickly…

Mu Qianyan's fingers moved to Song Nuan's neck. Song Nuan felt a little itchy and reflexively tried to dodge, but Mu Qianyan suddenly tightened his grip on her neck with one hand. Song Nuan was shocked and felt extremely uncomfortable, unable to breathe properly!

Mu Qianyan pinched her most vulnerable spot. With just a little force, Song Nuan would die and her soul would return home!

"Your Highness... Your Highness?"

"Tell me, why did you shield me from the arrow? Is it because Prime Minister Song wants you to get something from me? I saw everything that happened in the garden, so you don't need to hide it anymore and pretend to be weak!" Mu Qianyan leaned down, his sexy thin lips opening and closing near Song Nuan's ear.

Song Nuan never expected that Mu Qianyan had witnessed her sparring with Wen Ke'er in the garden. Now, she could no longer care about the lingering timidity of the original owner and replied breathlessly, "I did this... all because I... love you!"

Mu Qianyan was taken aback, his hand loosened slightly, allowing Song Nuan to breathe a few good breaths. He raised an eyebrow and waited for what would happen next.

"Ahem... I have long admired you, just like other young ladies in the capital. I originally regarded you as the most beautiful dream, but I never expected that heaven would favor me and let me win your favor. All I have done is because I admire you too much..."

Tears welled in Song Nuan's eyes as she confessed her feelings, revealing the original owner's humble heart and her sincere desire for recognition and a response.

Mu Qianyan released her, his eyes fixed on the pale, sickly woman lying on the bed, staring directly into her eyes as if trying to see into their depths.

Song Nuan's eyes were filled with tears, but she looked directly at him without any fear, her love for him genuine.

“I am indeed not as kind as I appear… but isn’t this also a form of protection…” Song Nuan lowered her head, her voice growing softer and softer, her aura subtly shifting.

"I'll believe your story for now!" He called out as footsteps approached from outside the door. "Also, my beloved concubine, you must get well soon. I'm waiting for you to make me osmanthus cake!"

He wanted to see what tricks she was up to!

Having said that, he stood up, waved his sleeves, and strode out of the house.

"Your Highness, please take care!" Caiyin said.

"Take good care of the Princess!"

"Yes."

"..." What is osmanthus cake then? Song Nuan asked in confusion.

Caiyin came in and served her something to eat. Song Nuan then went to sleep and slept soundly until dawn.

The wound on Song Nuan's arm from the arrow had scabbed over and was almost completely healed. She was getting up in the morning and was about to go out for a walk to stretch her legs when Caiyin called her back.

"Is the princess going to make osmanthus cake for the prince?" Caiyin asked.

What? Osmanthus cake?

Seeing her puzzled look, Caiyin continued to explain, "I've already inquired about it for you. The Ninth Prince's favorite dessert is osmanthus cake. If you make it yourself and send it over, you're sure to win the Prince's favor!"

After thinking for a moment, Song Nuan smiled at Caiyin and said, "Let's go!"

The royal study room.

"Your Highness, you cannot go in!" the guards at the door said, blocking her way.

"Look carefully, this is the Princess Consort, the Prince's lawfully wedded wife. How can she not go in!" Caiyin shouted as she stepped out.

"Caiyin!" Su Yan called out sharply, turning her head to say, "Young guard, may I inform the Prince?"

The two guards at the door exchanged a glance, and then one of them went inside to inform the prince.

A series of hurried footsteps sounded inside the room. Mu Qianyan strode ahead, while the guard who had gone in to report earlier and his personal attendant, Alu, followed behind with their heads bowed.

"Why did the Princess Consort come without informing me?" Mu Qianyan skillfully grasped the hand that offered warmth, speaking with a hint of reproach.

"I made some osmanthus cakes for Your Highness, and I hope you will like them!" Song Nuan took the food box from Caiyin and cooperated with Mu Qianyan in putting on an act in front of everyone.

As he spoke, Mu Qianyan took her hand and led her into the study. Caiyin wanted to follow, but was stopped by Alu.

The two of them were left alone in the study for a moment, and Song Nuan wisely withdrew from Mu Qianyan's embrace.

He raised an eyebrow at her actions, said nothing, and released her without hesitation.

Song Nuan put down the food box in her hand and stood quietly to the side, waiting for Mu Qianyan to handle official business.

"Come and help me grind the ink!" he suddenly shouted.

Song Nuan stepped forward in response, gently rubbing her fair hands together, and secretly glanced at Mu Qianyan.

His slender, handsome eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if some troublesome matter in his official duties was troubling him; his high nose revealed his pride as a member of the royal family; his lips were tightly pressed into a straight line. This was the kind of man who was as handsome as jade!

Mu Qianyan suddenly looked up at her, his deep black eyes reflecting Song Nuan's slightly surprised expression.

Song Nuan was taken aback, unsure how to react.

"Is this king very handsome?" Mu Qianyan said, flashing a big smile at Song Nuan, which immediately made the woman opposite him's eyes sparkle with hearts.

Song Nuan nodded blankly. When she came to her senses, her face gradually flushed red. She lowered her head, bit her lip, and dared not look directly at him anymore.

"Your Highness, I will take my leave now so as not to disturb you in your official duties!" Song Nuan's voice, barely audible, rang out as she quickly walked out of the study.

Mu Qianyan didn't make things difficult for her. Watching the little woman flee in panic, his joyful laughter filled the entire room. He suddenly realized that his princess was quite interesting!

He opened the food box that had been forgotten in the corner, took out a piece of pastry from the jade plate, took a small bite, and his face immediately darkened.

"Alu, water!" Mu Qianyan called out anxiously from inside the study.

Did Song Nuan recklessly add so much salt, thinking it was sugar?!

The two lived in harmony and mutual respect for a month. Today, the Emperor held a family banquet and a grand banquet for the court officials. Mu Qianyan and Song Nuan were naturally present.

This family banquet was on par with the previous palace banquet in scale, except that Song Nuan's status was completely different now.

She cooperated with Mu Qianyan in acting out their affection, which made many palace maids envious.

"The Ninth Prince and his consort are truly a loving couple!" the Empress joked.

Mu Qianyan smiled nonchalantly and served food to Song Nuan.

Wen Ke'er sat below the Empress, her gaze towards Song Nuan dark and gloomy, though she cleverly concealed it. Now that she had been in the palace for a long time, her skills had improved, and she was no longer the brainless, big-breasted Wen Ke'er of the past. She was now favored by the Emperor and had recently been promoted to Imperial Concubine, second only to the Empress and the Empress Dowager.

Suddenly, a person rushed in from outside in a panic.

"What's all this commotion?" the Emperor asked in a deep voice.

"Report! Your Majesty, the border is in dire straits! Barbarians are invading, and Vice General Yan's side is about to collapse!" The man stepped forward, knelt down, and reported the news.

The once lively family banquet suddenly fell silent, the singing and dancing stopped, and the atmosphere became extremely solemn.

After inquiring further about the situation at the border, the Emperor immediately decided to order General An to lead 100,000 troops to support Deputy General Yan, and to send several strategists to accompany him to discuss policies against the enemy.

General An received the order and traveled to the border overnight. After a month of fast travel, he finally arrived and saved the border city from danger. He then fought against the barbarians. The war lasted for two months. He won two battles and lost one. General An was accidentally shot by an arrow by the leader of the barbarian tribe. His injuries were serious and his morale was greatly damaged!

The next day, the Emperor issued an edict: The border is in dire need of attention... The Ninth Prince is to be dispatched with 50,000 troops to the border to assist General An. In gratitude for the deep affection between Princess Song and the Prince, the Ninth Prince will accompany him on his journey...

Mu Qianyan enjoyed a certain prestige among the people. After the soldiers learned of the imperial decree announcing Mu Qianyan's arrival, their morale rose. However, there were many people with prestige in the court, so why send Mu Qianyan, who was skilled in both literature and martial arts? This move by the emperor finally made the Wen family wary, and they stopped acting recklessly.

When Song Nuan learned that the latter part of the imperial edict was Mu Qianyan's request, she couldn't help but feel gratified. Her prince was so kind; even when he was going to his death, he didn't forget to take her with him!