Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Before Mo Chonglin could say anything more, Chi Xing said directly, "Let's adjourn the court."

With a voice from the eunuch, "Court is adjourned."

Mu Zeyu strode after Chi Xing, walked around the screen, and Chi Xing turned around and hugged him.

Smelling the pleasant scent emanating from Mu Zeyu, Chi Xing felt a little intoxicated.

[It smells so good, I want to strip naked and inhale it.]

Mu Zeyu's hand, which was supporting his waist, suddenly felt hot; this man was truly unreliable.

But he held back and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty, you've chosen my people. Aren't you afraid they'll line their own pockets?"

"Does Ayu know how?" Akahoshi asked in return.

Those bright, sparkling eyes gazed at Mu Zeyu, the two of them so close that their breaths mingled.

His heart raced, and Mu Zeyu lowered his head to kiss Akaho's beautiful, thin lips again and again.

My heart is satisfied, but somewhere I have an uncontrollable erection.

This was practically testing his self-control. The stories were right; a seductive vixen could indeed be irresistible.

Mu Zeyu felt that ever since that day by the lotus pond, he had been attracted to this little fox spirit who had appeared out of nowhere.

With just a flick of her finger or a glance, the little fox spirit would willingly offer herself to him, letting her drain him dry.

I just don't know when that day will come.

Sensing his unusual behavior, Akahoshi dared not hook it again. Actually, he hadn't hooked it at all, so why did Ayu...?

However, he wasn't much better off himself; it was simply torture for him.

There's no way around it, my wife is too handsome, she looks so easy to sleep with.

After the kiss, Mu Zeyu pulled away slightly and replied, "No."

He was a military commander and never uttered flattering words. With just two simple words, Akahoshi knew that he would definitely do his best.

At least in the original storyline, after the people in the north lost that batch of disaster relief funds, the regent secretly sent people to fill it with his own private treasury.

It's no wonder that the people of the Great Jin Dynasty revered him; having such a regent was a blessing for them.

...

With the draft canceled, Akahoshi began exercising every day.

As a powerful attacker, how could he be shorter than Ayu?

So every morning and evening, Akahoshi would drink a large bowl of milk, along with exercise.

Mu Zeyu knew that he cared a lot about his height, but actually, he didn't mind that Xingxing was shorter than him.

Outside the palace, Mu Zeyu returned to the Regent's Palace. As soon as he arrived at the gate, he saw a woman in a pink dress walking gracefully towards him with her maid.

Mu Zeyu didn't want to pay attention, but the man called out to him.

"Your Highness, please wait." Seeing that he didn't stop, she chased after him again, taking small steps to stand in front of Mu Zeyu, her face full of shyness:

"I am deeply grateful to the Regent for saving my life last time. I have no way to repay you, so I embroidered this purse for you."

Mu Zeyu didn't even glance at the purse, and said indifferently, "The person who saved you is Mu Yi, you should give it to him."

After saying that, Mu Yi appeared in front of the two of them, revealing a roguish smile as he said:

“Miss Mo, it was indeed my own fault for helping you control that horse last time. My lord even punished me for it. Please accept this purse as a token of my gratitude.”

Seeing Mu Yi about to take the purse, Mo Lanshan quickly withdrew her hand, her smile freezing, and then her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed:

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to turn out this way. How about I give you another gift as a token of my gratitude?"

A maid handed Mu a bag of silver, which he accepted, thinking to himself that this woman was indeed up to no good.

Mo Lanshan wanted to talk to Mu Zeyu, but in the blink of an eye, Mu Zeyu entered the palace.

Only Mu Yi remained standing there, his gaze lewdly fixed on her face, speaking in a thuggish manner:

“Miss Mo, this purse is beautifully embroidered. Why don’t you give it to me? Doesn’t the sketchbook say that a life-saving grace should be repaid with one’s body, Miss Mo…”

"Stop, I think you've misunderstood. Young master, please don't tarnish my reputation."

After speaking, Moranshan and her maid bowed slightly and left.

She did know a little about this Mu Yi; he held a fifth-rank official position.

No matter how high their official rank, could they compare to the Mo family? How dare they covet her, Mo Lanshan? They're incredibly audacious.

A maidservant whispered, "Miss, that regent is really ungrateful; he just left like that."

Her young lady is the most talented woman in the Great Jin Dynasty, and also the most beautiful woman in the Great Jin Dynasty, yet this regent doesn't even give her a second glance.

Mo Lanshan glanced at her, raised her chin, and imitated Mu Zeyu's aloofness: "No rush, fortunately that talent show was canceled, we still have a chance."

In Mo Lanshan's heart, only a high and mighty villain like Mu Zeyu was worthy of her. As for that useless emperor in the palace, what difference was there between him and a dog lying on the ground in front of Mu Zeyu?

She had long known that marrying the Regent as his principal wife would be far more prestigious than becoming the Empress, and her status might even be higher.

The two chatted and laughed as they boarded the carriage. The number of people on the road gradually decreased. The driver was driving the carriage when, for some reason, a gust of wind blew by, and the driver's eyes became drowsy. Then, he suddenly fell off the carriage.

With a neighing of horses, the luxurious carriage began to gallop away.

Pedestrians on the road hurriedly made way for them, and the two black horses seemed to have gone mad, ignoring the screams of the two women in the carriage, and headed towards the city gate.

"Ahhhh-"

Moranshan gripped the curtain inside the carriage tightly and called out to the coachman outside.

The curtain was blown open by the wind, but there was no coachman outside.

The Mo family's carriage was luxurious, pulled by two horses, and no one dared to approach it, let alone tame the horses.

Moranshan's maid lost her balance and bumped into the carriage several times before fainting.

"Wake up, Xing'er, wake up quickly."

Moranshan wanted to wake her up so she could figure out how to jump out of the car and go back to get help.

This time, Mu Yi wasn't there to help.

250 burst into laughter: [As expected of the most luxurious and sturdy carriage in the entire Great Jin Dynasty, it didn't break even after all that bumping, and we've already traveled quite a distance out of the city.]

Akahoshi snorted: "That toad dares to call herself the most beautiful woman? She even wants to be the Regent's Consort? She's got a death wish. Keep running."

250 accepted the order: 【Yes, sir.】

The little black cat sat on the head of the black horse, directing the two horses to run specifically on the bumpy mountain road.

He stumbled upon a bandit's den and a brilliant idea came to him.

Early the next morning.

Many people in the capital saw the soldiers rushing out of the city, and some civilians were even speaking loudly:

"I heard that Miss Mo drove her carriage out of the city yesterday and encountered bandits, and she hasn't returned all night..."

Someone nearby immediately chimed in, "Hiss, you mean she was captured by bandits?"

She didn't return home all night. What would happen if the legendary beauty spent a night in the bandit mountain? No one needs to say more.

Where there are people, there is gossip, and soon, almost everyone in the capital knew about it.