"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, I forgot to remind you to fasten your seatbelts."

The driver suddenly came to his senses and slammed on the brakes. He did want to mess with Su Qiluo, but he forgot that the two of them weren't wearing seatbelts, which was quite dangerous.

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingyun didn't say anything, but took Su Qiluo's hand and rubbed it, then handed over the blueberry plant that had been forced to grow. "Thank you for bringing us back."

The car owner was stunned when he saw the blueberry plant, staring blankly at them.

Mu Qingyun simply placed the plant on the passenger seat and left with Su Qiluo.

"Hey, you, you are..."

The car owner finally reacted and almost instantly crawled out of the car, but his shouts did not make Su Qiluo and Mu Qingyun turn around.

Watching them leave, the car owner angrily pounded his head.

I was practically courting death just now, how could I have treated those two like that?

The military academy gate opened and closed again. The car owner got into the car and looked at the blueberry plant on the passenger seat.

What a great opportunity to go out and show off! Unfortunately, in the end, due to a momentary lapse in judgment, he turned a good thing into a bad thing.

...

"Don't you want to ask me what Su Zhou said to me today?"

As the two walked back to the villa, Su Qiluo asked.

"Why would I ask that? It's none of my business as a father and son," Mu Qingyun smiled.

"But the strategist is really capable. I remember you wanted to beat him up before, but now you two can actually communicate calmly."

Su Qiluo raised an eyebrow. "He told me about your past."

"Hmm?" She looked up in confusion.

“It’s about your world, some of your experiences.” Su Qiluo turned to look at her. “I wanted to know, so I listened for a while. He didn’t know I was registering today, so he forgot the time while he was talking.”

"What time did you start talking?" Mu Qingyun asked curiously.

Su Qiluo looked up and thought for a moment, then finally gave a time, "Around four o'clock in the afternoon."

Four o'clock?

Judging from the time it took him to get here while stuck in traffic, they must have talked for at least four hours.

Mu Qingyun was stunned.

Although her experiences were numerous and complex, according to the way people wrote history books in this era, her achievements should have been simply strung together and the story should have lasted at most ten minutes.

How come this has been going on for more than four hours?

Let alone others, even she herself couldn't talk for more than four hours.

"You're in a much worse situation than me."

Suddenly, Su Qiluo stopped and turned to stare at her intently.

Mu Qingyun: "..."

I know I'm in a bad situation, but you don't need to emphasize it.

"The Empress above all others, what's so miserable about me?" With a stubborn belief, she smiled disdainfully, putting on an air of complete indifference.

"The harem is practically nonexistent. The emperor hasn't enjoyed much of what he should have, but he's got a mountain of work to do. You're responsible for both frontier military affairs and domestic government matters." Su Qiluo looked at her with a "you're so pitiful" expression.

"..."

"He painstakingly ascended the throne, but died of poisoning shortly afterward."

Su Qiluo then delivered the finishing blow.

"That's enough." Mu Qingyun couldn't take it anymore. "Stop talking."

“It’s okay, I’m in a bad situation too. Su Zhou told me that I will face a catastrophe in the future that I can’t escape.” Su Qiluo looked down at her, his teasing expression instantly turning serious. “I think I’m quite selfish.”

"Um?"

"Even if I know I'm in trouble, I don't want to let you go. That way, even if I die, at least everyone will know that I'm your husband, Mu Qingyun."

The topic suddenly turned heavy, and Mu Qingyun's smile vanished completely. "Let's not talk about that. Weren't you also going to die in the line of duty back then, but then you met me?"

She lowered her eyes and continued, "I never believed in fate. Heaven decreed that only men could become emperors in my world, but I, a woman, still managed to sit on the throne of supreme power."

The destiny that can be known in advance is merely a warning, not the final result.

As long as you do what you want to do, fate doesn't matter; live as long as you're meant to live.

Su Qilu stared at her intently, then suddenly smiled, “Alright, then don’t blame me for leaving early when you become a young widow.”

"...You're the widow, can't you say something nicer?"

Mu Qingyun laughed and scolded in an annoyed tone. Her face was full of smiles, but if you looked closely, you could see the deep contemplation and worry in her eyes.

Tonight, she received both good news and bad news.

The good news is that Su Qiluo seems to have returned to her original state.

Su Qiluo, corrupted by hellfire, wouldn't be so "deliberate." He wouldn't care about this so-called disaster prophecy; he would do whatever he wanted and never cared about the future.

The bad news was that she was afraid of the catastrophe the strategist had mentioned.

She didn't want anything to happen to Su Qiluo.

Back at the villa, Su Qiluo stubbornly stayed on her bed and refused to get up, which made her so angry that she simply grabbed the blanket and went to the living room.

She is a person of principle, and she will never change her mind once she has made a promise.

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is always harsh.

Ten minutes later.

Mu Qingyun lay on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling. Beside her, a shameless man was groping her.

Principles can change at any time.

"You don't have to tie me up, I can't run away."

She moved her bound hands and watched as Su Qiluo leaned down and kissed her.

Mu Qingyun said: I have never been so speechless.

"If you dare to run again, I'll break your legs." Su Qiluo's eyes flashed with a red light, giving him a bloodthirsty look.

Well, it's back to normal.

"It's your fault, how can you still be so reasonable?" She was furious and pushed Su Qiluo, who was pressing down on her.

The rope used to tie her hands did look thick and tough, but in her eyes, breaking free from it was as easy as breaking free from a hair tie.

It all happens in just a few seconds.

"Then I'll apologize to you now."

As soon as she finished speaking, her clothes were gone.

She clenched her fist and then loosened it, shaking the rope binding her. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to give in.

And so, a night of pleasure ensued.

...

"You scoundrel, get up and cook right now!"

When Mu Qingyun woke up, Su Qiluo was still holding her and sleeping soundly.

Seeing this, she kicked him directly in the lower back.

Still asleep, Su Qiluo was kicked off the bed before he could react. He rubbed his back and looked at her helplessly, "Are you really not afraid of hurting me?"

"Go and cook! I didn't eat last night, I'm starving!" Mu Qingyun protested, clutching her stomach.

"You'd better be gentle, otherwise you'll ruin your happiness for the rest of your life if you kick my back." Su Qiluo said with a wicked smile, his eyes constantly glancing at her.

However, upon hearing the words "be gentle," Mu Qingyun immediately became furious.

"I told you to be gentler last night, did you listen?"