Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

Gu Qingwan kept a close eye on Xiaoxiao the entire time, her gaze never leaving her, fearing that Xiaoxiao might do something outrageous again. Even when the Empress Dowager called her away, she was still worried and repeatedly told Xiaoxiao before leaving that she must never have any further dealings with Shen She.

Xiao Xiao slowly raised her head and looked in the direction where Shen She had just stood, but was surprised to find that the place was empty and there was not even half a shadow of Shen She.

After the banquet ended, Xiaoxiao, who disliked noisy and chaotic occasions, did not linger and prepared to return directly to Jinhui Courtyard.

At this moment, the deep and desolate palace corridors were deserted, with only a few palace lanterns emitting a faint light.

Awu carried a palace lantern and led the way for Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao followed behind, pondering why Gu Qingwan was so wary of Shen She.

Awu walked faster because she was in a hurry; while Xiaoxiao walked slowly. After a few turns, Awu disappeared from each other's sight.

Seeing this, Xiaoxiao didn't rush to call out to Awu. Instead, she slowed her pace and strolled leisurely along the lakeside. She gazed quietly at the snow-white, spotless water lilies in the lake, and couldn't help but drift into a daze.

My memories gradually returned to the clear pond in the courtyard. The evening breeze was pleasant, there were a few small fish, a pot of tea, and a few notes of music. It was a paradise on earth, a mere fantasy.

Lost in thought, I suddenly heard scattered piano music, both melodious and humorous, making me uneasy.

"This music...it's my brother!" Xiao Xiao was overjoyed, but quickly calmed down and looked at the pavilion in the distance from which the music was coming.

On the dark and quiet lake, nothing could be seen except for the white gauze curtains of the pavilion, swaying in the air. Inside the pavilion, a white-clad man playing the zither was like a gentle breeze and a bright moon, visible but unattainable.

He is like the moon in the distant sky, while I am merely mud on the shallow ground.

Perhaps I was foolish for a time when I was young, thinking that a long-term companionship would be different from others. But when I heard that person say that they already had someone they liked, that foolish excitement was buried deep in my heart, and from then on I only wanted to repay their kindness.

But Xiao Xiao still couldn't help but wonder what kind of woman could be worthy of that man.

As if sensing something, the people in the pavilion looked up into the distance and saw Xiao Xiao standing there. Mo Feng, who was hidden in the shadows, immediately stepped forward and asked Shen She in a low voice, "Your Highness, do you need me to take action...?" A hint of killing intent was revealed in his eyes.

Shen She slightly raised his hand and waved it gently, signaling Mo Feng to calm down. "No need to be nervous, she's just an insignificant nobody, there's no need to make a fuss." His voice was calm and composed, as if he didn't care about Xiao Xiao at all.

Mo Feng glanced at Xiao Xiao in the distance with some doubt, but still nodded obediently, then silently retreated to his original position and continued to hide.

Xiao Xiao quietly observed the situation in the pavilion from a distance, her feelings complicated. After a long while, she slowly turned around and walked towards her Golden Radiance Courtyard, glancing back every few steps. However, just as she reached the halfway point, she suddenly encountered A Wu, who was rushing to find her.

Awu ran anxiously to Xiaoxiao, panting, and said, "Your Highness, I've been looking for you for so long..."

Looking at A-Wu's panicked face, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied. However, she didn't scold A-Wu too much, but simply asked, "Why were you in such a hurry just now?"

Awu realized her mistake and quickly explained, "I was just thinking about things at home, so..."

After listening to Awu's explanation, Xiaoxiao knew that she was in a difficult situation. She was originally a young lady from a wealthy family, but her family suffered a disaster and she became a slave. It was normal for her not to be able to adapt for a while. She just told her not to do it again.

Not long after Xiaoxiao left, Shen She, who was in the pavilion, also prepared to get up and leave. As he stood up, he felt that his whole body was still unbearably hot.

The officialdom is treacherous, and Shen She, with his meticulous mind, could hardly fail to guess that he had been set up.

Mo Feng also noticed Shen She's unusual behavior and became even more indignant. "Your Highness has planned so much for the young prince, yet the young prince still sets a trap for you. It's truly disheartening."

"They're just ordinary sleeping pills. At most, they'll make people slow down and do some crazy things, but they won't really harm their bodies." Shen She looked at the brightly lit palace in the distance and smiled bitterly. "Huaiyun was left alone in this cannibalistic palace when she was young, so it's no wonder she's suspicious."

"Your Highness, you are too soft-hearted. If you had recognized the young prince back then, you wouldn't be in such a passive position now." Mo Feng couldn't bear to watch any longer and felt that Shen She was carrying too much and suffering too much, but no one knew about this suffering and no one told him.

People only know that Shen She, the co-governer of the Eastern Palace, wields immense power and is a traitor, but they don't know that the real traitor is the one sitting in the court. His Highness simply wants to reclaim what originally belonged to him.

“Huaiyun was still an infant at the time and did not know his own background. If I force him to acknowledge me, it will only make him more suspicious. This matter needs to be considered carefully.” Shen She slowly stood up, put on the black outer robe again, and his figure disappeared into the endless darkness once more.

"It's getting late, Mofeng, let's go back!"

Although Mo Feng was unwilling, he understood that Shen She's words made perfect sense, so he nodded silently, picked up the guqin beside him, and followed closely behind Shen She as they left. Their steps were light and silent, as if they had blended into the tranquil night.