Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

"you're awake?"

Mu Qingyun gazed at Si Chun, who had just woken up on the bed, a smile on her face.

Si Chun felt the surging warmth within her body and guessed that her self-inflicted injury had successfully made Mu Qingyun fall for her, and that Mu Qingyun would use her internal energy to heal her.

With enough time and daily interaction, Si Chun was confident he could win over Mu Qingyun, this unattainable beauty.

Mu Qingyun handed over a bowl of medicine: "Here, drink this medicine."

The man, unlike his usual cold demeanor, spoke to Si Chun with unusual gentleness today.

The once unattainable saint suddenly fell for you alone, and this feeling made Si Chun feel a little dizzy.

Thinking to himself that his charm was indeed great, the first person he approached was actually the most difficult Mu Qingyun.

It seems that building a harem in this fictional world isn't a big problem, and it's actually quite easy to achieve.

Si Chun glanced at the yellowish medicine in the bowl, her little face contorted in pain. "Brother Qingyun, can I not drink the medicine? It's too bitter! Look, I'm all better now, aren't I?"

When asked by Si Chun, Mu Qingyun paused for a moment before replying, "You have to take the medicine, but I'll go get you some sugar pills."

Si Chun tugged at Mu Qingyun's sleeve and said coquettishly, "Thank you, Brother Qingyun! You're the best to me!"

Mu Qingyun patted Si Chun's hand and said somewhat stiffly, "Someone will bring it to you in a little while. I have other things to do. Remember to drink your medicine."

Before leaving, Mu Qingyun turned back to look at Si Chun, whose face was beaming with joy, which made Si Chun very proud.

See? Chasing after a cold, aloof guy isn't that hard! Just a little bit of sweet-talking and it's all over!

Zhui Feng saw Mu Qingyun come out with a dark face and quickly came forward to greet her, "High God".

"Zhuifeng, did I not like taking medicine much before?"

Zhui Feng thought Mu Qingyun would scold him for his poor performance, for not finding out the exact origin of the spirit egg in Si Chun's mustard seed bag.

Now, however, he was completely bewildered by Mu Qingyun's nonsensical question.

"Yes...yes, a little."

Mu Qingyun likes sweets, but few people in the Nine Heavens know this. Why would she suddenly ask about this?

"Did Ling Xiao make sugar pills every time?" Mu Qingyun recalled, Ling Xiao's image always lingered in her memory.

Zhui Feng scratched his head. "Yes, Your Majesty. Fairy Ling Xiao always brings you candy pills, but Your Majesty always hides them and eats them secretly because you're afraid of being seen."

Mu Qingyun pursed her lips and complained, "Ling Xiao really has it tough on someone like me who doesn't like taking medicine."

Zhui Feng wiped his sweat and stood silently listening to the reprimand.

When the gods get ruthless, they even curse themselves; Zhui Feng doesn't want to be an innocent victim.

Mu Qingyun was also feeling stifled by spending all his time with Si Chun. He couldn't possibly endure being able to calmly joke and laugh with a witch who knew nothing.

"It seems that not everyone can do the job of a division commander. I'd better go back and recover from my injuries."

Mu Qingyun conjured a puppet with her bare hands. "From now on, you will take my place in teaching Si Chun properly, so that she understands that only the righteous path is the right one in this world. If she... tries to act cute... just bear with it... and don't give her a hard time."

Mu Qingyun carefully examined her smiling puppet for a while, patted it on the shoulder, and said with a sigh of relief, "Go on, Si Chun is waiting for you to teach her to play the piano."

The puppet nodded silently, took two steps, then turned back and smiled, saying, "My lord, I cannot play the zither."

Mu Qingyun sighed, “I must be out of my mind to agree to teach Si Chun to play the piano.”

Mu Qingyun is handsome and refined, but she is tone-deaf and can't understand the quality of music at all. However, in order to establish a great immortal image for Si Chun, she actually agreed to teach Si Chun to play the zither.

Zhui Feng peeked out and said, "Actually, God, you really don't need to force yourself like this."

Mu Qingyun clenched her fist. "No, how can we let the demons look down on us? You..." Mu Qingyun pointed at the puppet and ordered, "Memorize the Hundred Songs Score. I'll test your memorization tomorrow!"

The puppet's smiling face froze for a moment. "Me?"

"Yes, it's you. How can you, a puppet of a celestial war god, have any flaws? You must be perfect."

The puppet suspected that he was being manipulated by Mu Qingyun, but he had no evidence and could only numbly nod in agreement.

After finishing these tasks, the two returned to Chaolu Palace.

"Did you find anything out about this spirit egg?"

Zhui Feng handed over a book and said, "Bai Xiaotong refused to tell the specific origin of this egg, only saying that if the gods want to know, they can find it in this book."

"The Demon Sacrifice? It's actually a forbidden book of the demon race. It seems this egg has a big beginning." Mu Qingyun flipped through a few pages and then placed the book on the table.

"I'll be recuperating in the main hall these days. You and Mofeng will continue as usual. Remember, no one is to tell anyone about the puppet."

Don't try to guess what your boss is thinking, just agree.

Zhui Feng nodded repeatedly and left.