Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

Today, Xiaoxiao went to the winery to make purchases. The Wen family usually has a carriage, but it just so happened to break down today, so she had to walk to Zhilanlou.

Han Chaoning insisted on following them. The two of them were already quite eye-catching, but Han Chaoning also exuded an irresistible charm, causing the young girls on the roadside to frequently glance at them.

Today, Han Chaoning wore a pale yellow robe with gold trim, which made her look like a flawless piece of jade. Even when she stood there quietly, she was graceful and elegant, with a unique charm that gave people a noble and refined feeling.

The saying "Buddha relies on gold plating, and people rely on clothing" is absolutely true.

In the past, Han Chaoning always wore a bright red robe, which made her look extremely flamboyant. But now, dressed like this, she has a touch of noble elegance.

The two of them were already outstanding in appearance, so they should have kept a low profile, but they just happened to run into Han Chaoning, who was always flirting with them.

"Hey! Watch your step! You have a fiancée now!" Xiaoxiao gave a friendly reminder.

"Xiao'er, I promise I won't do it again!" Han Chaoning smiled radiantly, gently embracing Xiaoxiao, his eyes full of doting affection.

Lian'er was fed a mouthful of dog food by these two, and cried out in her heart, "Your Highness, if you want to be intimate with Miss, go home! It's too glaring in front of everyone!"

Yu Zhu, however, chuckled to herself, thinking, "The prince was right after all. The princess has feelings for the prince. See, isn't this jealousy?"

This heartwarming scene was witnessed by Li Zixuan and Yang Yong, who were sitting in a private room on the second floor of Juxianlou.

"Zixuan, do you think Lao Liu is serious?" Yang Yong looked at Han Chaoning's retreating figure with disbelief. He was certain the kid was serious.

Han Chaoning has always been a womanizer, never getting involved with anyone. He also hates any lingering ties with women, let alone being engaged to one.

Even Qin Xueyan only sent a token and never mentioned marriage.

Li Zixuan's eyes were as dull as if they were covered with a layer of dust, making it impossible to see his expression.

Li Zixuan still remembered the sorrowful expression on Xiaoxiao's face when she came to question him about who he truly loved in his past life, and felt a dull ache in his heart.

Scenes flashed through Li Zixuan's mind as if they happened yesterday.

"Maybe!" Li Zixuan asked dismissively, sipping his tea aimlessly.

The slightly cool tea went down my throat and instantly chilled my entire heart.

He didn't know how to answer Yang Yong's question. In his previous life, he and Han Chaoning loved the same person, yet they were able to become close friends who appreciated each other.

But why is it that in this life, Han Chaoning is clinging to Xiaoxiao, yet he can't accept it at all, even though they have no relationship whatsoever at this moment?

For some inexplicable reason, Li Zixuan wanted to follow them and see where they were going and what they were going to do.

"Hey! Zixuan, what are you doing? You're not curious about where they're going, are you? Great, let's go together!" Yang Yong patted Li Zixuan on the shoulder and walked in the direction where Xiaoxiao and the others disappeared.

The group soon arrived at Zhilanlou, an exquisite two-story building filled with a dazzling array of silk fabrics, and the second floor displayed finished garments.

Zhilanlou's clothes are famous for their elegance and flow. Even a fat person will look lighter in their clothes. They only make custom-made clothes, and each piece is worth a fortune.

Xiao Xiao touched a red silk ribbon, her mind filled with memories of the original owner's first marriage to Li Zixuan.

When the veil was lifted, the originally shy original owner saw a pair of clear eyes that were so gentle they seemed to be dripping with water.

At that time, the original owner thought that Li Zixuan also liked her.

After a night of passion, the original owner woke up to find him sitting in white robes at a dark red desk, his long hair cascading down.

When you're engrossed in reading, time seems to stand still.

Li Zixuan seemed to have woken up quite early. Just as she was looking at him, he happened to look up and see her, his eyes filled with deep affection.

"Is this some kind of moon-plucking?"

"Miss has excellent taste! This is a top-quality item from the Liao Kingdom's embroidery workshop. It just hasn't been named yet, but Miss has chosen a very good name." The shopkeeper's words interrupted Xiaoxiao's thoughts.

This was given by Li Zixuan in his previous life.

"Xiao'er, do you like it? If you like it, buy it and we'll make it into a dress in a few days." Han Chaoning smiled affectionately and patted Xiao Xiao's head.

Upon seeing Han Chaoning's familiar face, the shopkeeper immediately recalled the rumors about the Wen family from a few days ago and understood.

"You two are here to have your wedding clothes made, right? This fabric would make an absolutely stunning wedding dress. Come up to the second floor and take a look at our ready-made clothes. We guarantee you'll be satisfied."

"Oh? Then I must go and see. Our Xiao'er is very particular about clothes!" Han Chaoning smiled broadly.

"No, shopkeeper, you've misunderstood! I just came to look at the fabrics."

Xiao Xiao hurriedly explained that Han Chaoning had hired embroiderers to make many wedding dresses, and if she continued to buy more, she would be wearing red dresses for ten or more years.

Waaaaah, I don't want to look like a bright red tomato every day!

[Yaoyao: Tomatoes are so nice, they're festive...]

"I know, Miss Wen is just here to take a look." The shopkeeper smiled knowingly.

It's all Han Chaoning's fault. Xiaoxiao felt that it would have been better if she hadn't explained; the more she explained, the worse it got.

The shopkeeper must have thought she was shy, that's why he said that.

Li Zixuan stood at the entrance of Zhilanlou and looked at the scene before him.

The handsome man and beautiful woman were dazzling, until he heard Xiaoxiao say that he had only named her wedding dress, and his fists clenched tightly in his sleeves.

"Holy crap! Is it true? Sixth Brother is really going to marry that woman! He even has to choose her wedding dress himself."

Yang Yong stared in disbelief, then subconsciously nudged Li Zixuan with his elbow. When Li Zixuan didn't react, he looked up.

Li Zixuan's eyes were darting about, as dark as a deep pool, and his thoughts were unknown.

Why don't you tell me your opinion?

"Utterly foolish!" Li Zixuan flung his sleeves and left.

"I think so too. Being single is so much fun! Hey~ Zixuan, wait for me, don't walk so fast!" Yang Yong hurriedly caught up with Li Zixuan.

Soon, another explosive piece of news emerged: the eldest daughter of the Wen family was getting married, the date had been set, and she and her fiancé had come together to see the wedding dress, and the two seemed very much in love.

Today, Han Chaoning has spent a fortune to marry Xiaoxiao, wanting to give her a unique wedding.

A procession of red bridal processions stretching for dozens of miles.

Horse-drawn carriages lined up from one end of the street to the other in an orderly fashion. Countless roses were scattered along the roadside, and even the trees throughout the city were adorned with numerous red ribbons. Soldiers maintained order along the roadside.

A continuous stream of people, shoulder to shoulder, all craning their necks to watch this once-in-a-century wedding.

"One comb to the end."

Comb the hair to the end with two combs.

"Three combs until her hair turned white and reached her eyebrows." The matchmaker was combing Xiaoxiao's hair, praising how much the Prince of Li valued this wedding. Xiaoxiao's pretty face was already flushed red from the matchmaker's words.

Today, Xiaoxiao wore a yellow silk robe embroidered with phoenixes, a flowing pink gauze skirt, and carried a soft green gauze shawl. A peony flower was tucked into her hair in a phoenix-patterned updo, making her look beautiful and charming.

Xiao Xiao appeared before everyone with Lian'er's help, and Han Chaoning also saw his bride.

She just stood there, always the most eye-catching one.

The matchmaker told Han Chaoning to come over and hug the big red flower head.

Han Chaoning nervously misheard it as—picking up the bride.

Han Chaoning immediately picked up Xiaoxiao and carried her to the bridal sedan chair.

The matchmaker quickly smoothed things over with a beaming smile, saying that Han Chaoning cherished Xiaoxiao too much and couldn't bear to let her go far, so he carried her into the bridal sedan chair.

After the guests left, Han Chaoning went to the new house.

He saw Xiaoxiao sitting quietly by the bed waiting for him.

Suddenly, Han Chaoning started to get nervous again. After all, it was her first time getting married and she had no experience.

Han Chaoning pulled out the chopsticks wrapped in red paper that he had previously hidden in his boots. He hesitated for a moment, then looked up at them. He was a little timid at this moment, and his hands trembled slightly.

But he had no choice but to muster up his courage and gently lift the veil from the bride's head, and a sweet fragrance wafted towards his nose.

She actually picked up the handkerchief and draped it over the edge of the bed.

Han Chaoning was a little afraid to look at Xiaoxiao.

Xiao Xiao called out shyly, "Your Highness!"

Han Chaoning then came to his senses and looked at Xiaoxiao. Before him stood Xiaoxiao, her hair black and flowing, adorned with jade belts and pearl flowers. Her beauty was like springtime, her delicate face flushed, her lips rosy and evenly painted. She had exquisite eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, and her graceful figure was as slender as a flower.

Han Chaoning was stunned again, his handsome face flushed red, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Xiao Xiao was amused by Han Chaoning's awkward appearance, and her previous tension vanished instantly.

"Is Your Highness not planning to have a meal?" Xiao Xiao asked.

Han Chaoning then realized that Xiaoxiao had been busy all morning and hadn't eaten yet, so she must be starving. He quickly said, "I'll have someone make something for you right away. What would you like to eat?"

He actually referred to himself as "I" instead of "this king." Xiao Xiao listened with delight, smiling as she pointed to the food and wine on the table and said, "Isn't there some?"

Han Chaoning turned her head and saw the food and wine on the table. She immediately remembered that this was a custom for the wedding night, and awkwardly explained, "I didn't mean to forget, I just..."

"What did you call me?" Xiaoxiao asked.

"Xiao'er," Han Chaoning replied.

"It seems that Your Highness is not sincere in wanting to marry me. I think we should call off this marriage! Tomorrow, you should write me a letter of divorce and divorce me!" Xiao Xiao said angrily.

Han Chaoning suddenly realized that they were married. Today was their big day. Xiaoxiao was now his princess, his wife!

"Wife!" Han Chaoning called out weakly to Xiaoxiao.

"Hmm? What is Your Highness saying? I can't hear you!" Xiao Xiao pretended not to hear clearly.

"My wife!" Han Chaoning's voice was much louder this time.

Looking at Han Chaoning, whose face was as red as a ripe tomato, Xiao Xiao felt that he was pretending to be innocent.

Soon, Han Chaoning was pulled out by the guests outside to drink, leaving Xiaoxiao alone in the room.

Looking at the room filled with red, Xiaoxiao's originally shy face gradually faded. She walked to the table, sat down, and said to the screen behind her:

"Isn't it a bit improper for Lord Li to not go to the front hall to drink wine, but instead hide in the room to peep at someone's wedding night?"