Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

Upon entering the courtyard, one could see a group of beautiful imperial concubines chatting and laughing around several thriving red plum trees.

"This Shen She is an outsider, yet he actually remembered that today is the Empress Dowager's birthday and even sent red plum blossoms to celebrate. No wonder he was able to rise so high. Look how happy the Empress Dowager is." Consort Liu, who had never been favored, looked at the Empress Dowager, who was smiling broadly at the head of the table, and said with disgust.

Gu Qingwan knew that Consort Liu was straightforward and had suffered a lot of hidden losses in the palace, but as her close friend, she still reminded her, "The Empress Dowager is in a good mood today, so you should say less to avoid trouble."

Seeing that her friend was intentionally reminding her, Liu Chulan couldn't help but mutter a few more words, "The late emperor's second wife, whom he married to ward off bad luck, is just a living memorial tablet. Do you think I'm really afraid of her?"

"Just shut up! Even if the Empress Dowager isn't much older than us, her status is what it is, and it's not something you or I can discuss. Xiaoxiao? What brings you here?" Gu Qingwan noticed her daughter at this moment.

"Having nothing to do, I came out for a stroll and happened to learn that the Empress Dowager was holding a plum blossom appreciation banquet here, so I came to join in the fun."

As they were talking, they heard that Grandpa Deng, who had just been looking for the cat, had returned with the cat.

The Empress Dowager, sitting at the head of the table, smiled even more when she saw that the cat had been found. She beckoned to Eunuch Deng and said, "Come, bring Little Ali here to me."

Deng Gonggong dared not delay and quickly handed the cat to the Empress Dowager.

The white cat seemed to have been forcibly brought back and was in a very bad mood. Before the Empress Dowager could even pet it a couple of times, it scratched her instead.

The cat must have scratched very hard, leaving a long trail of blood that terrified everyone present.

The culprit, however, lazily stretched and walked towards the door.

The Empress Dowager's originally smiling face turned ferocious as she looked at her slender, fair hands, which were covered in several bloody scratches. "You motherless beast, arrest this beast for me!"

Empress Dowager Liang Ting was a capricious woman in the palace. Perhaps because she was widowed at a young age, the emperor treated her with some respect.

One was the Empress Dowager who held absolute power in the harem, and the other was the pet of the Emperor's favored minister. Those in the harem knew which was more important.

Just as Deng was about to bite the bullet and bring the cat back, he bumped into someone.

Upon seeing the person in front of him, Eunuch Deng turned pale with fright and immediately knelt down, saying, "Greetings, Lord Shen."

Looking in the direction of the sound, Xiao Xiao also saw Shen She, whom she had only met twice in two lifetimes.

Shen She was extremely tall and slender, wearing a blue court robe with cloud and bat patterns, a rhinoceros horn belt around his waist, adorned only with a white jade pendant, and a dark cloak. The black sable fur on his hood was mixed with snowflakes, and his phoenix eyes carried a hint of coldness, giving him an unapproachable and aloof feeling.

When she saw that the person who came was Shen She, the anger on Empress Dowager Liang Ting's face vanished, replaced by a dignified and majestic appearance, though a subtle expectation still lingered in her eyes.

Xiao Xiao never expected that Shen She would be so handsome. No wonder the Empress Dowager, who was always unpredictable, treated him with such respect.

The affair between Shen She and the Empress Dowager was no secret in the palace, so it was not surprising that Shen She could freely enter and leave this woman's harem.

When Liang Ting saw Shen She coming over, she put away her previous fierce look and put on a pitiful and aggrieved expression, scolding Shen She, "Shen Qing, look at your good cat, it scratched me like this."

Shen She bent down, picked up the white cat, and slowly walked to the Empress Dowager. Looking at the bloodstains on her hands, he asked with a smile, "Since this beast offended Your Majesty, shall I avenge Your Majesty?"

The man's voice was clear and pleasant, like a gentle breeze, a stark contrast to his current cunning appearance.

"This person's voice is somewhat similar to my brother's." Xiao Xiao felt embarrassed, as if she had stumbled upon the real Chu Yunhe flirting with the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager smiled and smoothed her slightly disheveled temples with her hand. "So, how does Minister Shen intend to deal with this beast?"

Shen She smiled and patted the white cat's head. The white cat obediently nestled in Shen She's arms. "Since it's an ignorant beast that has displeased the Empress Dowager, keeping it around would only cause trouble. So... let it go."

Before Shen She could finish speaking, he swiftly grabbed the white cat by the throat, and in an instant, the white cat collapsed into Shen She's arms like a lump of mud.

He killed his beloved pet without hesitation; Shen She truly has no humanity whatsoever.

The Empress Dowager was also surprised that Shen She would kill her beloved pet with his own hands for her sake. She said with a mixture of surprise and delight, "Since this beast has been punished, it would seem that I am not tolerant if I were to pursue Shen Qing's mistakes any further. Let it go if he accidentally hurt me."

"Your Majesty the Empress Dowager has such a magnanimous spirit, I admire you greatly," Shen She said with a smile. "His Majesty has ordered me to go to the Imperial Study for a meeting, so I will not disturb you ladies from enjoying the flowers any longer."

The Imperial Garden was crowded, and the Empress Dowager couldn't insist that they stay, so she had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Just as everyone finished admiring the plum blossoms with trepidation and headed to their respective courtyards, Eunuch Chai, who was by the Emperor's side, hurriedly carried medicine to the Empress Dowager's Yongning Palace.

When Xiaoxiao returned to Jinhui Courtyard, the snow outside had already fallen heavily, covering the entire courtyard.

"The snow is falling heavier and heavier. I wonder if my brother has found the pearls I hid in my clothes," Xiaoxiao said worriedly, looking at the snow outside.

"Princess, it's cold by the window." The maidservant, worried that Xiaoxiao would get cold, quickly closed the window and lit a charcoal fire in the room to warm her up.

Meanwhile, Chu Yunhe, who was in the Cold Palace, exchanged some medicine and a cotton quilt to keep warm from his servants by exchanging pearl-embroidered clothing. Although the quality was poor, he was able to get through the winter.

Meanwhile, on the palace path at the other end of the high walls of the Cold Palace, an attendant was holding an umbrella and quickly following behind Shen She.

"This is the Cold Palace where disgraced concubines are imprisoned?"

Seeing Shen She stop, the attendant also stopped. "That Consort Chen is dead. The bastard is now living inside."

"Bastard?" Shen She sneered. "Years ago, you all respectfully called him Fourth Prince, but now you don't even bother with his name anymore?"

Shen She was always unpredictable, and the little servant didn't know what he had done to offend him. Not knowing how to answer, he could only stand there pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Shen She was too lazy to get angry with such a fickle person, so he waved for him to leave and went out of the palace alone.

The servant wanted to say something, but when he saw that Shen She was still holding the dead cat in his arms, he felt uneasy and quickly agreed.

Another incense stick's time passed, and Shen She also came out of the palace. It was already late at night, and snowflakes were falling from the sky in large flakes, with the snow already reaching his ankles.

Shen She's carriage traveled along the deserted official road, its wheels squeezing through the remaining snow, making a creaking sound. Suddenly, the carriage seemed to have hit something and came to a stop.

Shen She, who had been resting with his eyes closed, slowly opened them. "What's wrong?"

The voice of the guard Mo Feng came from outside the carriage door, "Sir, it's a little beggar who's frozen to death here and is blocking the road."

Shen She stroked the white cat in his arms, whose neck was tilted to the side. The seemingly lifeless white cat suddenly woke up and meowed twice towards the car door.

Shen She lifted his eyelids and said to Mo Feng, "Since Ah Li likes it, let her stay."

"Yes," Mo Feng clasped his hands in a fist salute, got out of the carriage, and carried the person back to the carriage.