Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

As soon as the two arrived at the brothel, Lu Zhao disgustedly tossed Xiao Xiao onto the chaise lounge, saying, "We're here. Stop clinging to me."

This outfit is fucking cumbersome; it's making it hard for me to even lift myself up.

Lu Zhao straightened his slightly wrinkled collar and glanced at Xiao Xiao on the chaise lounge.

The young woman's once rosy face was now somewhat pale, her starry eyes were brimming with tears, and she was biting her red lips, the tears threatening to fall but not quite, she looked extremely pitiful.

Lu Zhao felt inexplicably irritated. He took out a medicine bottle from his body, rolled up his sleeves, and squatted down.

Xiao Xiao looked at Lu Zhao, who was pinching her foot, in a panic. She wanted to pull her foot back but was afraid of the pain, so she could only glare at Lu Zhao and ask, "Lu Zhao, what are you doing?"

Lu Zhao pressed down on Xiao Xiao's restless legs, forcefully pulled off the woman's socks, and saw a large bruise on her fair little foot. His heart tightened, but he loosened his grip a little. "Don't move. If you move again, you won't want your legs anymore?"

Xiao Xiao pouted and looked down at Lu Zhao, who was applying a foot poultice to her feet.

The man moved quickly and skillfully, and soon he felt a burning sensation in his foot, but it didn't hurt at all.

Xiao Xiao moved her foot in surprise, "Huh, it doesn't hurt anymore?"

"Of course, this is a wound medicine I always carry with me when marching and fighting; it's bound to be effective immediately!"

Lu Zhao snorted coldly, rolled down his sleeves, and tossed the medicine bottle to Xiao Xiao. "Twice a day, and you'll be fine in three days."

Xiao Xiao picked up the medicine bottle from her arms, glanced up at Lu Zhao, and blushed again. She subconsciously touched the love lock on her chest and whispered her thanks.

Lu Zhao hummed in agreement, then rested his chin on his hand and casually looked at the bustling crowd downstairs.

The people of Chixiao Kingdom are open-minded, and men and women are not wary of each other. The Lantern Festival is an annual event, and couples walk by downstairs, chatting and laughing.

The two people upstairs, who hadn't been able to sit together peacefully for a long time, were in an especially awkward situation.

After a long silence, Lu Zhao spoke first.

Do you... eat sugar figurines?

Xiao Xiao was taken aback by Lu Zhao's question and stared at Lu Zhao, who was now a head taller than her.

Seeing Xiaoxiao's adorable expression, Lu Zhao's ears turned red. [How could I forget? Xiaoxiao is a grown woman now; she wouldn't like these little kids' toys anymore.]

Even the closest childhood friends will have their friendships fade over time.

Is this why Xiaoxiao fell in love with Murong Hanxi?

Childhood sweethearts can never compare to those who fall from the sky; is there any point in my efforts?

A wave of disappointment washed over him. Lu Zhao stiffened his neck, turned his head away, not wanting Xiao Xiao to see his sad expression, and said stubbornly, "Fine, don't take it! I'm in a good mood today, so don't wait any longer."

"Ah Zhao, can you buy me one?"

Xiao Xiao's slightly shy voice came from behind, making Lu Zhao stiffen slightly, but he quickly regained his usual aloofness, "Okay, I'll buy it for you."

After saying that, he leaped off the building and headed straight for the sugar figurine stall that was surrounded by people.

"Make way for me, everyone!"

Looking at the dwindling amount of sugar, Lu Zhao shouted anxiously, "I want all the sugar figurines you have here!" He then pulled out a large gold ingot.

The stall owner stared wide-eyed at the gold ingot, but then looked troubled. "Sir, this... I'm afraid it won't do."

Lu Zhao paused slightly in the hand holding the sugar figurine. "Why?"

"Because all the sugar figurines here are sold to me!"

Murong Hanxi's voice was clear and cold like a spring, and he walked from a distance with a slight smile, backlit by the light.

The daughters who were originally surrounding Lu Zhao in the crowd all unconsciously surrounded Murong Hanxi when they saw him.

Lu Zhao had broad shoulders and a narrow waist; his scholar's robe clung to his body as if it were borrowed.

Murong Hanxi, on the other hand, had a well-proportioned figure and a slender build. The same scholar's robe fit him perfectly, neither too much nor too little.

Looking at Murong Hanxi's ethereal face under the flickering lamplight, Lu Zhao was slightly moved. [This Murong Hanxi does seem rather handsome...]

Realizing what he was thinking, Lu Zhao's face immediately darkened. "What are you doing here?"

Chen Fanfan smiled brightly at Lu Zhao, her attitude sincere, "I'm offering this sugar figurine to Prince Lu in the hopes of becoming his friend."

Lu Zhao's brows furrowed further. He picked up the gold ingot and walked towards the next stall, saying, "We're not acquainted."

But after visiting several stores, they all said they were sold out...

Chen Fanfan raised an eyebrow, shamelessly followed Lu Zhao, and grinned smugly, "I'll buy all the sugar figurines here!"

Lu Zhao finally stopped, lifted his eyelids to look his rival in the eye, and asked in a tone full of hostility, "Murong Hanxi, what exactly do you want?"

Chen Fanfan pointed to Lu Zhao's chest and smiled sincerely, "I don't want much, just the prince's sincerity towards his friends."

Lu Zhao?!