Quick Wear: Saving the Sickly and Paranoid Villain

After a long time, Lu Yuhuai stopped. He hugged the person in front of him and calmed his pounding heart.

Xu Meir didn't hug her. She grabbed his wide sleeves and slowly held his slightly cold, bony hand.

He smiled helplessly and let her do what she wanted.

Her hand slowly slid upwards and touched the raised scar on his arm. She looked up at him in surprise.

Her cool fingertips stroked his arm, making him feel itchy. He suddenly grabbed her hand and said, "Stop it."

Xu Meir ignored him, took his hand again and pulled open his sleeve.

Seeing that she was so persistent, he let her do it.

Soon, the familiar scar came into view, and she looked at him in surprise: "You are the person I met that night!"

Lu Yuhuai had no intention of hiding it, so he nodded quickly.

Xu Meir suddenly became angry. She had been hiding this from her. Her eyes were filled with anger: "You..."

Lu Yuhuai lowered his head and kissed her lips, then quickly let go: "Don't be angry."

"I……"

Lu Yuhuai kissed her again: "Don't ignore me."

When he let go, she slapped his sturdy arm in annoyance, "Whose are you?"

He smiled but said nothing.

She glared at him, and he smiled and said, "Yours, it's yours."

She smiled with satisfaction: "Remember what you said."

She was indeed overbearing, but he was very happy: "Okay."

You are his too, he added silently in his heart.

The two hugged for a while, and Xu Meir said: "Although you are already mine, our cooperation can still continue."

Lu Yuhuai's obsidian-clear eyes contained a hint of smile, and he looked like he was listening attentively.

Xu Meir's eyes curved up beautifully, and she looked a little arrogant: "Just watch."

"Okay, then we'll wait for good news from the Imperial Concubine," he teased her, "Is there anything you need from me? Just give me your orders."

Xu Meir shook her head.

"I only have one request, don't let yourself get hurt, okay?" Lu Yuhuai continued.

Xu Meir waved her hand nonchalantly: "Got it."

"Okay, we have to go back quickly. It would be bad if someone saw us."

"Okay." Lu Yuhuai said.

"I'll go first, and you walk behind me. There'll be some time in between, okay?"

"it is good."

Xu Meir walked forward a few steps and then turned around. He was as tall as a jade tree, standing there quietly, with his clothes fluttering in the wind, as if he were an immortal.

She thought of the young ladies in the paddock who were eyeing him covetously, and pursed her red lips: "Remember, you are mine!"

Lu Yuhuai laughed: "Okay, I'll remember it."

Xu Meir nodded and then left the woods.

He slowly left until she was out of sight.

People of the same age as Lu Yuhuai already have wives and concubines, and many even have children.

But Lu Yuhuai didn't even have a single room, and he had never even been close to a woman.

The reason is simple. The queen strictly controls this aspect. She believes that love affairs before the great cause is accomplished will only delay things, and she is also afraid that he will be obsessed with this matter and lose the initiative to make progress.

The empress, as the queen mother, did not care about her son's marriage. Emperor Jian'an, who did not like the mother and son, would not take the initiative to bring it up. He just pretended not to know.

Finally, as for Lu Yuhuai personally, he appears to be gentle and kind to everyone, but in fact he is an extremely cold-hearted person and he hates others approaching him.

Of course, after meeting Xu Meir, his disgust miraculously disappeared. On the contrary, his heart was extremely eager for her to get close and touch him. Whenever she touched his skin, he would uncontrollably tremble with excitement.

She had no idea how much willpower he had to use to control his overwhelming emotions every time he got close to her.

The results of the hunt came out, and the person who hunted the most was, as expected, the eighth prince, King Zhennan. His attendants were carrying more than a dozen animals beside him. He stood straight, looking majestic and dazzling.

Emperor Jian'an was delighted: "Good! Good! You are worthy of being my son! Come, give the bow and arrow to the Prince of Zhennan."

The internal affairs steward Li An quickly handed the bow and arrow respectfully to the Eighth Prince. The Eighth Prince took the bow and arrow and pulled it directly. The gorgeous bow was pulled to the extreme and the young man was full of heroic spirit.

"Okay!" Emperor Jian'an said with a smile, "I can reward you again today, what do you want?"

After hearing this, Concubine Shu looked at the Queen and smiled provocatively.

Although her body was damaged after the miscarriage, His Majesty gave her many precious medicinal herbs and supplements, so her body has almost recovered.

The queen looked at her indifferently, her eyes calm, but her hands under the table were clenched.

Concubine Shu lazily turned her eyes away and looked at her son with a look of relief.

The queen also looked at her nominal son, who was drinking tea with his head down.

The Queen's eyes were filled with anger. This idiot only knew how to drink tea at this time. Why didn't he go hunting? Why didn't he suppress the son of that bitch?

At this time, she had completely forgotten that Lu Yuhuai had a difficult childhood and was weaker than ordinary people. Although he later learned martial arts, it mostly served to strengthen his body.

Everyone knows that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is good at literature but not at martial arts.

When Xu Meir saw the Eighth Prince's smug look, she curled her lips unhappily.

Lu Yuhuai looked at her while drinking tea, and just happened to see her movements, he laughed secretly.

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Under the gaze of the crowd, the Eighth Prince slowly said, "I, your son, dare to ask your Majesty to grant me marriage!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

The noble ladies who were still in love with the Eighth Prince were almost biting their handkerchiefs to pieces. Who was that person? !

Emperor Jian'an was curious: "Oh~, I wonder whose daughter this is?"

The Eighth Prince knelt on the ground and said firmly, "That person is the second daughter of the Minister of Revenue."

Suddenly, a group of envious and jealous eyes were cast at Zhou Wenxi. After hearing this, she smiled at the Eighth Prince.

Most of the noble ladies were jealous of the Eighth Prince's kindness to Zhou Wenxi, but some ministers and smart noble ladies immediately realized that this matter was unusual.

The Eighth Prince has military power, and the Ministry of Revenue has countless wealth. It is clear what these two combined mean.

For a moment, many people held their breath, waiting for Emperor Jian'an's answer.

No emperor would allow his son to become as powerful as that during his reign. If he had any suspicion about the Eighth Prince in his heart, he would not easily agree.

The Eighth Prince's move was indeed risky, and many people were worried for him.

In fact, the Eighth Prince and Concubine Shu had also thought of this, so the matter that had been agreed upon long ago was not brought up until today.

This was all because during this period Emperor Jian'an constantly revealed his dislike for the Empress and the Crown Prince, and it was obvious that he wanted to depose the Crown Prince.

Sure enough, Emperor Jian'an hesitated briefly and quickly agreed.

If the throne must be passed on to one person, why can't it be his favorite and filial son?

The surroundings were silent for a moment. The smart people watched the situation on the field and made up their minds.

Zhou Wenxi walked from her seat to the Eighth Prince. She kowtowed respectfully and then thanked him gracefully. As a result, Emperor Jian'an's attitude towards her improved a lot.

Xu Meir clearly saw Zhou Wenxi kowtow and then look at the Eighth Prince and smile.

She knew that the relationship between the hero and the heroine had reached its most stable point.