The Transmigrated Cannon Fodder Overthrows the Male Protagonist

Zhou Min's declaration shocked Lan Ziyu. When she took the initiative to be intimate, he didn't resist, responding more fiercely to her kiss. Her gentle kiss quickly turned into one of feverish passion. His tongue penetrated deep into her mouth, exploring her cavity, stimulating her pleasure. He sucked her tongue, drinking her sweetness. He took possession of her mouth, forcing her tongue to entangled with his. She tried to pull away to take a breather, but regardless of her actions, she could not extricate herself from his pursuit. She couldn't retreat nor hide. The only option was to welcome him. She left herself leaned into his embrace, her perky breasts pressing onto his chest as she lifted her head.

While she was distracted by his languorous french kiss, his hands climbed her naughtily and cupped her breasts. His vigorous kneading made her whimper as he pressed on what's left of the bruises he had left the other day. Her painful cry snapped him from his lust-filled mind.

He stared at his sweet and dazed woman in his arms. He had messed up her clothes, pulling them open to reveal her dudou. Such a tempting sight made Little Ziyu sprang in full attention, poking its head in between her wetness. The slight friction of the fabric made her shiver all over. She was suddenly overcome by weakness and leaned softly on his chest.

Lan Ziyu couldn't act like a beast since he wants to cherish his little sister. It took him a moment to restrain his impulse and repress his desire. It was an easier feat now that he knew Lan Min won't leave him. His anxiety and insecurity were no plaguing his mind and pushing him to forcefully possess her. Besides, her body was still recovering. She won't be able to withstand his love so soon, otherwise, it will damage her body in the long term.

Lan Ziyu hugged as they fell back into bed. No one said a word as they indulged themselves in the tenderness and happiness of the moment. "Min'er, you will live in the palace next to mine. I already ordered people to clean up the place…"

"Can I live with you?" She begged him with big eyes, showing her love and the reluctance to part with him. "I don't want us to be apart…"

His heart trembled with joy because of her words. He hugged her more tightly. "I will listen to you then. Whatever you say, I will listen to you, but the only condition is you have to rest properly, alright?"

"Okay~" She nestled her head on his broad and sturdy chest, concealing from him the crafty glint flashing through her eyes.

In the following days, she stayed by his side every night. Like a couple of sweethearts on a honeymoon, what kind of corny things could be done, they all did it. Unfortunately for her, Lan Ziyu never went beyond the limit of petting her.

After a month which is 30 days later, she was back in full health, but to her despair, she failed, again and again, to entice him during that time. His self-control was beyond her imagination. Sometimes, he was on the verge of giving to his inner beast but ran to bathe himself in cold water before going to the room next door to masturbate. He only came back when he comforted himself enough and was sure to keep his reason in front of her seduction. He went as far as wrapping her tightly into her quilt, so she would sleep honestly. That's right! After humping each other like crazy rabbits before, they are now in a platonic relationship… And it went on for a whole month! Besides attending to his responsibilities at court, he spent the rest of his time with her, nursing her back to health. Sometimes, when work was too hectic, he brought back the memorials and handled them next to her.

If he wasn't accompanying her most of the time, she would have long suspected he became terminally ill or he was sleeping with someone else. It was quite flabbergasting that an unsatisfying beast like him could be as abstinent as a monk.

Damn it! When you don't want it, he fucked you until you see the Yellow River. Now you want him to do you, he turned into a holy man. What a difficult to please male lead!

Zhou Min sat down and sighed for the 389th times. "484, tell me, did the male lead get tired of my beauty? It's been a month already, but he hadn't touched me! I only one month left now! I don't even know if he will still be alive until then. Urgh! I'm dying of worries!"

"It isn't because he's tired of you. He's just too dedicated to you. He loves you, so don't worry about that point. However, it's true that time is running out and so is your life. How about you bring food to his study room and test the water again?" 484 had observed Zhou Min and Lan Ziyu interactions de past month and it looked like they were in a tug-o-war.

Humans, how incomprehensible could they get?

Zhou Min pondered a bit and found the suggestion workable.

Ever since he put in his head to nurse her back to health, every day, he would help her dress with all sort of crimson dresses. At this moment, she wore another red dress made from an almost see-through fabric. The style was overflowing with feminity and the color set off her fair skin.

She pulled a bit her long skirt and proceeded to the study room. Due to Lan Ziyu's favor, no one in the harem dared to bully her like before. Everyone knew how crazy he pampered his little sister. He had already punished everyone who bullied her in the past. From the lowest slaves to the noblest concubines, all saw their lives cut short when their heads separated from their bodies. He would even reach for the Moon as long she asked for it.

It has now become a fact that whoever dares to offend Zhou Min, the apple in the eyes of the Emperor, would be treated as a criminal.

Therefore, no one impeded Zhou Min on her way to the study room. When she reached her destination, she was greeted by the dark face of Lan Ziyu who was dressed in a black court dress with golden embroidered dragons. His long hair was tied in top knot hidden underneath his crown. His expression was grave, exuding arrogance as he sat majestically on his dragon throne. From times to times, a glint of dissatisfaction and annoyance would fleet through his eyes as he went through the memorials. When he discovered anything amiss or an error, he would annotate it or highlight it with vermillion ink. Zhou Min leaned on the door frame and watched him work. She sighed silently. The imperial genes are great! A man like that if he was born in the modern era, with his face, body and bearing, he would be an Adonis that could charm any men and women of all range of ages!

Zhou Min's arrival didn't go unnoticed. Lan Ziyu had long felt her presence. However, he didn't too the initiative to talk. He wanted to see what this little imp was up to. During the time he was nursing her, he was constantly repressing his cravings for her, wanting her to be good and healthy. However, she didn't even care about his thoughtfulness and constantly seduced him, teasing him, driving him mad from lust. He could look but couldn't touch. Oh, the torture! But today, Head Physician Wang told him her body was good, and it was alright for some moderate exercises.

He hadn't made a move on her yet, but she already went to find him, walking around with such tempting clothes. When he thought how many people saw her hurrying to here in this coquettish attire…

His hands clenched tightly into fists. A sinister light flashed through his eyes. "You're still idling at the entrance?"

When she heard him, a faint smile revealed on her face, and she walked in gracefully. Her eyes bent in an attempt to seduce him, causing his heart to melt at the sight. He sighed in defeat, his anger and jealousy vanished in an instant. He beckoned her. "Come here…"

She ran to him and without hesitation; she straddled him, letting herself be pulled into his embrace. She nestled her head in his neck and let her hot breath lingered on his skin. She said in a spoiled tone, "Imperial Brother, I miss you!"