Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

One morning, half a month later.

With nothing to do, Xiaoxiao started tending to the flowers and plants in the yard.

Looking at the garden full of flowers and plants, Xiao Xiao sighed, "Wen Xiao is really hardworking. If it weren't for maintaining her persona, all these flowers and plants would have killed me!"

Yao Yao emerged from behind the flower stand and lazily stretched.

【Yaoyao: Of course! In the original story, the original owner liked to tinker with these flowers and plants when she had nothing to do. Li Zixuan even specially ordered someone to create a small hill for her to grow these things, and even specially invited a famous master to design it for her.

When the mountain flowers bloom in profusion, the vast sea of ​​blossoms is breathtaking. A small pavilion stands halfway up the mountain; though not grand or imposing, it is charming and elegant, often a place where scholars and poets composed poems. The hill was given the beautiful name "Fairy Hill" by these scholars and poets.

[Xiaoxiao: Speaking of which, the original owner's ex-husband was really good to her!]

[Yaoyao: But Li Zixuan has never been to this Immortal Hill even once.]

Whenever the original owner invited him there, he would always look at her with tender eyes and say, "Okay!"

But when the time came to go, something would inevitably come up. After a while, the original owner realized he didn't want to go, so she stopped bothering him about it.

"elder sister!"

A crisp, clear voice interrupted Xiaoxiao and Yaoyao's conversation. Turning around, they saw Wen Kexin, dressed in a light pink gown, skipping gracefully towards them.

Xiao Xiao also became interested and teased, "Oh, who's this beautiful lady? Dressed like that, where are you going?"

"Sister, stop teasing me!" Wen Kexin blushed after Wen Wan's words. After playing around with Xiao Xiao for a while, she seemed to remember something important and pulled Xiao Xiao towards the door. Seeing Xiao Xiao's puzzled look, she quickly explained, "Father asked me to call you, sister. He said he has something to discuss with you."

Today is a day off for the students, so Wen Shi, as a teacher, rarely gets a break. He usually doesn't call on himself unless someone comes.

Sure enough, Xiao Xiao found Wen Shi and Han Chaoning playing chess in the pavilion.

The two were so engrossed in their fierce battle that they were completely unaware of Wen Xiaoxiao's arrival.

Han Chaoning held a black piece in his right hand, looking at the chessboard with a serious expression. His brows were slightly furrowed, and a sharp glint flashed in his narrowed eyes.

A moment later, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a confident look appeared in his eyes.

"Snapped."

The ball falls, like a sword being drawn from its sheath.

“Sir, you have lost,” Han Chaoning said.

Wen Shi stroked his beard and sighed, "Indeed, the new generation surpasses the old, and the new generation replaces the old! I'm stopping now."

Han Chaoning sat in the pavilion, dressed in a silver-white brocade robe. As the wind blew, the silver-white color appeared somewhat elegant in the sunlight.

Han Chaoning also looked at Xiaoxiao below the steps. Today, she seemed more real than the fleeting glimpse she had that day.

“Since Your Highness and my daughter are old acquaintances, you two can continue your conversation. I’ll go to the front hall to meet a guest.” Wen Shi said, then patted his sleeves and left.

Since that night, Han Chaoning had been unable to sleep at night, feeling restless and anxious, until he saw Xiaoxiao and felt a little better.

Even when I stayed overnight in brothels before, I had never experienced anything like this.

Perhaps he had been cultivating his character lately and hadn't been with a woman for a long time, but he was still stunned when he looked at Yu Zhu, the guard who had never understood love.

Han Chaoning was a little unhappy and picked up the tidied chess box, giving him the order to leave: "Yuzhu, you can go now."

Yu Zhu secretly thought, "This is bad."

Oh no, oh no! I've been staring at my future princess so openly. Looks like I'll be copying the Three Character Classic again tonight.

A moment later, Yu Zhu returned. "Your Highness, Miss Wen, Mr. Wen requests your presence in the front hall."

Upon entering the lobby, I was greeted by a room full of people, creating a rather awkward atmosphere.

Li Zixuan sat there, exchanging simple pleasantries, a scene of serene beauty and pleasing sight.

Li Zixuan's close friend, Regent Yang Yong, was dressed in a black, narrow-sleeved python robe, exuding elegance and commanding presence.

After Xiaoxiao bowed to everyone, she stood quietly beside Wen Shi.

Since Xiaoxiao stood still, there was always a gaze that would occasionally fall on her.

Yang Yong looked at Xiao Xiao in front of him.

Her elegant face was sculpted with clearly defined features; her watery eyes were clear and bright, yet carried a hint of coldness.

It looks familiar

Like who?

Suddenly, a name flashed through Yang Yong's mind: Qin Xueyan, the most beautiful woman in the capital.

Yang Yong had met Qin Xueyan several times; he would naturally remember someone who left such a deep impression.

Compared to Qin Xueyan, Xiaoxiao is gentler and more considerate. Unlike Qin Xueyan, who is flamboyant and bright, Xiaoxiao is more like a gentle and elegant flower that understands others' feelings, making people want to cherish her.

Yang Yong found it intriguing to see Han Chaoning chatting and laughing with Wen Shi.

Ever since Han Chaoning broke off his engagement with the Qin family, he has been acting recklessly, often leaving the capital to travel and enjoy himself. Usually, he would stay for no more than three days, but now he has been here for almost half a month, which is the first time.

Upon seeing the man before him, Yang Yong seemed to understand something. Wasn't this the man who couldn't forget his old flame with the Qin family?

I want to find someone with similar eyes and eyebrows to comfort me.

However, Yang Yong later completely overturned his current idea.