Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

Just as Xiao Xiao was happily thinking about how to use Shen She as a test subject, she saw Shen She place a plate of white pastries in front of her.

"This is... osmanthus cake?" Xiaoxiao stared wide-eyed at the plate of glossy, beautifully presented pastries in front of her, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Where did this come from?" As she spoke, she reached out and gently touched the surface of the pastries, feeling their delicate and soft texture.

Shen She stood to the side with a smile, looking at Xiao Xiao's surprised expression. He couldn't help but find it a little funny. He cleared his throat and slowly explained, "I saw a pastry shop on the way here today, so I bought some as a return gift for my free meal." After saying that, he winked mischievously, indicating that Xiao Xiao could try some.

"At least you have a conscience." Xiao Xiao didn't expect Shen She to be so polite, and she felt a little embarrassed. Seeing that Shen She was staring at her, Xiao Xiao decided to give him face and picked up a piece to taste.

"I'll just try it..." The woman's lazy voice carried a hint of embarrassment and annoyance. Although she pretended to be fierce, she was just a paper tiger and not scary at all. On the contrary, she was even a little cute.

Shen She couldn't help but chuckle, shook his head and turned to finish chopping the firewood in the yard. When Shen She returned, he saw that the plate of osmanthus cake in front of Xiao Xiao was empty, and the domineering woman was hunched over the table in pain.

"What's wrong?" Shen She asked worriedly as he stepped forward. His gaze fell on the woman's bright red eyes, her rosy cheeks, and her delicate beauty.

"That plate of osmanthus cake just now..." Xiao Xiao choked up as she spoke. The taste of that osmanthus cake was so similar to the one her brother made in her previous life that Xiao Xiao once thought it was made by Chu Yunhe.

Shen She knew Xiao Xiao was beautiful, but he had only thought her beauty was superficial before. He never expected that she would be so beautiful that he would want to give up everything to cherish and protect her. Such a delicate flower should be growing in a greenhouse without wind or rain, instead of living this kind of hard life with him.

I was too selfish, to the point that Xiaoxiao would be so distressed by something as simple as a plate of osmanthus cake...

"Want to eat?" Shen She was a little at a loss. The rice and flour he brought back was just enough to make that much, but if Xiao Xiao wanted to eat, he could ask Brother Wang for some.

Xiao Xiao nodded gently. Just then, she saw Shen She turn around to leave. Her heart tightened, and she hurriedly called out to him, "Where are you going?" Her voice carried a hint of anxiety that she herself did not realize.

Shen She stopped and turned to look at Xiao Xiao, replying softly, "I'll go buy you some other things." His gaze was gentle yet firm, as if he wanted to do his best to meet Xiao Xiao's needs.

Xiao Xiao waved her hand repeatedly and said, "No need, this osmanthus cake is awful, don't buy it again next time!" After saying this, she slowly composed herself.

Because she knew in her heart that they were in a special period and could not make too many demands on Shen She, she had no choice but to use this stubborn way to cover up her true desires.

Upon hearing Xiaoxiao's words, Shen She's body trembled slightly, and he stopped taking the step he was about to take.

Shen She lowered his head slightly, a hint of disappointment and self-reproach flashing in his eyes. After a moment, he asked with difficulty, "Is it really... hard to eat?" His voice became somewhat low and hoarse, seemingly containing endless guilt.

Xiao Xiao didn't respond immediately. Instead, she silently turned her back and quickly wiped away the tears that were about to spill from the corners of her eyes. Then, she forced a disdainful look and replied, "Well, compared to what I eat in the palace, it's like heaven and earth." Actually, she didn't really think these osmanthus cakes were that bad; she just didn't want to put Shen She in a difficult position.

Upon hearing this, Shen She gave a self-deprecating smile. The smile was so bitter that it was heartbreaking to see. Then, he slowly turned around, his back once again becoming as cold and distant as ever.

However, as he was about to leave, he still made a promise to Xiaoxiao in a low voice: "We will be able to return to the capital soon! I will not let the princess suffer any more grievances..." Although he said it lightly, the determination contained in it was extremely firm.

Xiao Xiao stared at Shen She, and even though she had a thousand words in her heart, she only said "Okay" before storming back to her room.

Life went on peacefully for a few more days. Xiaoxiao originally wanted to ease the tension and prepared different kinds of food for Shen She every day as usual. However, since the incident with the osmanthus cake, Shen She had become indifferent. Faced with Xiaoxiao's deliberate attempts to be nice, he would only symbolically touch his chopsticks, finish his meal quickly, and then go out to do his work.

From morning till night, no one knows what he's busy with. Xiao Xiao never sees Shen She, but the rice, flour, and firewood in the house are never lacking.

Although Shen She is a strange person with an unpredictable temperament, he seems to have been quite good to me so far, and has even saved my life a few times.

In such a chaotic era, he did not resort to extreme measures to profit, nor did he murder any villagers. In other words, Shen She was not inherently bad. At least for now, those who died at Shen She's hands seem to have deserved their fate.

Perhaps, Shen She can start over. As long as he is wholeheartedly good, his brother is so kind that he should forgive his past mistakes.

As Xiao Xiao was lost in thought, the door was pushed open by the crowd. When she saw who it was, she was surprised and stood up.

Amidst the bustling crowd, a bright and dazzling color suddenly caught everyone's eye—it was Chu Yunhe's bright yellow robe with dragon patterns. Its color was as vivid as sunlight, seemingly able to dispel all the gloom and smog in the room.

Chu Yunhe stood tall and straight in the center of the crowd. The dragon-patterned robe he wore was embroidered with delicate gold thread, depicting a majestic and imposing dragon that seemed to coil lifelike on the robe.

Every stitch is exquisitely crafted, exuding nobility and majesty.

When he uttered the words, "Royal sister, I have come to take you back to the capital!" his voice was as loud as a bell, echoing throughout the entire room.

These few words contained boundless affection, drawing the attention of everyone present.

Compared to Chu Yunhe's deep affection, Xiaoxiao was not as overjoyed as she had imagined. Instead, a sense of loss washed over her. She forced a smile and responded to Chu Yunhe.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty..."