Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

The selection process quickly progressed to its final major section.

After the first two rounds of competition, only the Qin family and the Wen family remained.

The final step is "appreciation," which, as the name suggests, involves appreciating the culture and production process of wine.

The Qin family's wine is sweet, while the Wen family's wine is refreshingly intoxicating; each has its own merits, so the result is a draw.

The wine cultures also have their own histories, resulting in a draw.

As expected, the Wen family's wine is truly extraordinary! They've managed to tie with the long-established Qin family winery several times, so they must be quite formidable.

As a veteran imperial merchant family, the Qin family had priority to demonstrate their production process and philosophy to the officials in charge.

The Qin family's young master, Qin Shanghan, gave the demonstration. Xiaoxiao only knew that Qin Shanghan was shrewd and capable, a rare business genius.

The officials stood solemnly, and even Xiaoxiao, a woman in her thirties with a past and present life, was a little nervous.

Qin Shanghan emerged from behind the curtain, his sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, his chiseled features with a touch of exoticism, and a composed smile, as if everything was under his control.

Qin Shanghan clapped his hands in front of his chest, and a group of beautiful young women dressed in exotic clothes filed in from behind the curtain, carrying fruit bowls. The bright and juicy fruits and vegetables, paired with the women's colorful dance skirts, were a sight to behold.

The dancers performed their South African-style dances, followed by burly men with bronze skin, each carrying a large wooden hammer.

People were shocked when they saw the huge wooden hammer; their faces were filled with fear.

Qin Shanghan said in his deep, magnetic voice, "My lords, please do not panic. This is the sacred hammer used to make fruit wine in Nansha. It is made from the sacred tree of Nansha, which gathers the essence of the sun and moon, and is polished by the best carpenters over forty-nine days. This sacred hammer is specially used to beat these fruits and vegetables in this wooden barrel."

Several burly men followed closely behind, carrying a huge wooden bucket covered with giant totems.

The dancers moved with lithe, bird-like steps, tossing fruits and vegetables into the wooden tub as they danced. Strong men beside the tub picked up sacred hammers and struck the fruits and vegetables forcefully, turning them into a pulp without spilling any. The sacred hammers were peculiar; with each powerful strike, water would gush forth from them.

As the burly men struck with sweat pouring down their faces, the dancers began to sway gracefully, humming incomprehensible Sanskrit. The sounds of striking combined with the singing and dancing created a scene that was both alluring and eerie.

Most of the people present were men, and they were all drawn inside, looking completely absorbed and entranced.

Xiao Xiao noticed something was wrong, and then she saw that Han Chaoning also looked completely lost.

The strange Sanskrit sounded somewhat familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before.

Xiao Xiao carefully recalled all of the original owner's memories.

Southern Xinjiang! This is Southern Xinjiang witchcraft; no wonder Xiaoxiao found it so familiar.

The original owner learned dance music specifically for Li Zixuan, so she has a special understanding of dance music.

This witchcraft is incorporated into the dance music, captivating and bewitching people, making them unable to extricate themselves from the dance, thus achieving the purpose of the sorcerer. Only those with pure and innocent minds can remain unaffected by the bewitching.

Xiao Xiao was shocked and squinted at Qin Shanghan, who was standing in front of the curtain.

The man had a sharp, angular chin and a very fair face, but his neck was a slightly darker color. Why were his face and neck different colors?

Could it be that.

Xiao Xiao's pupils contracted slightly. Qin Shanghan's face wasn't his own; to be precise, he was wearing a human skin mask, and this face wasn't his original appearance.

Looking down, one could indeed vaguely see a tattoo resembling an eagle on the back of Qin Shanghan's neck.

This is the distinctive mark of the barbarian killer.

This person was not Qin Shanghan, but an assassin who had infiltrated the crowd to carry out an assassination.

At this moment, when the royal relatives and nobles of the Chamber of Commerce are all present, an assassin suddenly appears. No matter who dies, Han Chaoning, the organizer of the Chamber of Commerce, will be implicated.

Xiao Xiao quickly racked her brains for a solution; she had to interrupt "Qin Shanghan's" continued use of the Gu poison.

Seeing the incense burner beside her, Xiaoxiao had an idea.

Taking advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, Xiao Xiao pushed hard, and the huge incense burner fell over with a crash.

With a splash, incense residue covered the ground, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of incense ash.

The ritual was suddenly interrupted, and people were jolted awake from their daze.

Han Chaoning shook his groggy head, his brows furrowed.

What just happened to me?

While watching the dancers perform, how did I unknowingly fill out the ballot?

And the dancer's dance is so eerie.

Han Chaoning crumpled the completed ballot into a ballot, threw it under the table, stood up, and said with a fierce look in his eyes, "Guards! Seize this Qin Shanghan!"

Qin Shanghan seemed to sense something was wrong. He glanced at Xiao Xiao, who had deliberately tripped and knocked over the incense burner, his eyes narrowed, and he flew to Xiao Xiao's side, grabbing her by the throat and saying, "None of you come any closer, or I'll kill this woman right now!"

Han Chaoning's eyes held an absolute chilling intent and ruthlessness as he stood up and said coldly, "What do you want?"

Qin Shanghan saw Xiao Xiao staring at his face in a daze, gave a wicked smile, and then said to Han Chaoning, "Your Highness, I am merely a person who takes money to solve problems for others. As long as Your Highness moves back ten meters, we will naturally retreat and will not harm the innocent!"

Han Chaoning looked at Xiaoxiao's neck, which had been choked red by Qin Shanghan. Although he was unwilling, he still retreated ten meters away.

As soon as Han Chaoning stood still, Qin Shanghan immediately exchanged glances with the lead dancer beside him.

The lead dancer quickly placed a smoke bomb in his hand, and instantly the room was filled with thick smoke.

"Girl, if you have to blame someone, blame yourself for blocking that person's way. When you die a wrongful death, make sure you don't go to the wrong house on the seventh day after your death. We barbarians only take a small amount of money for killing someone."

These were the words Qin Shanghan spoke to Xiaoxiao before he disappeared, in a voice only he and Xiaoxiao could hear. After he finished speaking, Qin Shanghan forcibly shoved a pill into Xiaoxiao's mouth.

When the smoke cleared, only Xiaoxiao, who had fainted on the ground, remained.

[Yaoyao's concern: Host, I can exchange for an immediate antidote here, do you need it?]

Xiao Xiao waved her hand: "No need. We should still use this excellent opportunity to feign injury to strengthen Han Chaoning's feelings for me."

When Xiaoxiao woke up again, she had a splitting headache. Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, the familiar ambergris in the air quickly calmed her down.

"you're awake?"

Han Chaoning came out from behind the curtain and, seeing that Xiaoxiao was awake, quickly went forward to comfort her.

"Why am I here?" Xiao Xiao asked warily.

Han Chaoning didn't say anything, but simply pressed Xiaoxiao deeply into his arms.

"Alright, she's out of danger for now. I'll be going now, I won't disturb you two any longer." Heng Shang said as he packed up his medicine box and left the house.

Xiao Xiao pushed Han Chaoning away, "How did I end up here?"

Han Chaoning carefully released Xiaoxiao: "You've been poisoned. I'll have Hengshang bring you the antidote."

Xiao Xiao remembered that before Qin Shanghan disappeared, he had forcibly fed her a pill.

"What kind of poison have I been poisoned by?"

"I don't know either. That old scholar didn't tell me, but it seemed quite serious. You were unconscious for three days and three nights. It was the first time I'd ever seen that old scholar with such a serious expression," Han Chaoning said, recalling the scene when Xiaoxiao was first brought back.

"Master? You mean Heng Shang?" Xiao Xiao looked at Han Chaoning in confusion.

"Don't let his current appearance fool you, he's probably older than your father!"

Xiao Xiao was a little surprised because the man looked to be only in his early twenties at most.

Xiaoxiao seemed to have thought of something, and grabbed Yuli's hand tightly, saying, "Then the selection meeting..."

Han Chaoning seemed to have already guessed what Xiaoxiao was going to say. "Don't worry, Xiao'er. I've already arranged for someone to take your place. This time, the imperial merchant will undoubtedly be the Wen family."

Han Chaoning's eyes were so gentle, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. He gently stroked Xiaoxiao's head, and like a mother doting on her child, he held the frail Xiaoxiao in his arms, reluctant to let go.

"What are you doing?" Xiaoxiao's face turned as red as a ripe shrimp.

"Xiao'er, don't move, just let me hold you for a while! Okay?" Han Chaoning whispered, his warm breath spraying onto Xiaoxiao's neck, gentle and ticklish, very alluring.

Xiao Xiao had just woken up and was still very weak. Before long, she fell asleep in Han Chaoning's arms.

Han Chaoning shed his unruly demeanor and looked at Xiaoxiao, who was sleeping in his arms, with extreme tenderness.

At this moment, Xiaoxiao was quiet and beautiful, like a sleeping cat that had put away its scratching paws, which was very cute.

"Do you know how long I've been looking for you? Do you still remember that broken stone you gave me when I was little?" Han Chaoning murmured, stroking Xiaoxiao's hair affectionately.

When Xiaoxiao woke up again, it was already late on the second day.

Xiao Xiao unknowingly found herself by the lotus pond, where she saw a tall, slender figure sitting motionless with his back to her.

His robes were snow-white and spotless. Even the sunlight seemed too embarrassed to leave dappled shadows on the trees.

"Heng Shang?"

Hengshang didn't turn around. He said to Xiaoxiao, "Come and sit down." He pointed to the brocade cushion next to him.

Xiao Xiao sat down, looking at Heng Shang who was intently studying a medical book, filled with curiosity. Was Heng Shang really as old as Han Chaoning had described?

Heng Shang's lowered eyelashes carried a hint of aloofness. Seemingly sensing Xiao Xiao's gaze, he put down the medical book in his hand. His eyes, as deep and mysterious as the night sky, were like a cold pool, sending chills down one's spine.

"You've been poisoned by the Bone-Eating Poison. This poison is colorless and odorless, and it takes three days to kill a person. Before they die, they suffer excruciating pain, unable to live or die. The poisoned person eventually dies from exhaustion." Heng Shang glanced at Xiao Xiao, who was clearly surprised, stood up, smoothed out the wrinkles in her robe, and was about to leave.

Xiao Xiao hurriedly cried out, "Mr. Heng doesn't save just anyone, so why did you save me?"

"I owe Han Chaoning a life." Heng Shang said this and walked away silently with his medical book, leaving Xiao Xiao alone by the lake.