Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

The journey north was blessed with gentle breezes and sunshine, and Xiaoxiao followed the convoy through the magnificent landscapes of China.

However, she only caught glimpses of General Chu's back a few times along the way and never saw his face. It wasn't until one rainy day, when they were passing through a deep valley, that Xiao Xiao heard someone calling General Chu's name amidst the bumpy ride of the carriage. "Huai Jin, we're almost at Dabie Mountain. The journey is treacherous, and the caravan has been exhausted for many days. Why don't we stop and rest for a while?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xiao was startled. Without thinking, she quickly reached out and lifted the heavy curtain, eagerly peering outside. However, the moment her eyes met that unfamiliar face, she froze completely.

This face was completely different from what she remembered. It was ordinary, without anything outstanding about it; if placed in a crowd, it would probably be difficult to attract attention.

The skin on his face was pale and bloodless, as if he hadn't been exposed to the sun in a long time. Such a complexion was hardly what one would expect from someone who had spent years marching and fighting, enduring wind and sun.

What surprised Xiaoxiao even more was that when the person smiled slightly, a pair of shallow dimples appeared on both sides of their cheeks, adding a touch of playfulness and cuteness to their otherwise ordinary face. Judging from their appearance alone, this person seemed to be much younger than Shen She, and they didn't seem to be from the same generation at all.

"It's just passing through mountains. My brothers from the mountain stronghold have crossed countless mountains like this. It's no problem at all."

Jiang Cheng, the brother of the current Consort Jiang, seemed somewhat worried. "Now that the Xiongnu have suddenly made peace and even asked us to take this kind of back road, I'm afraid there might be a trap!"

Chu Huaijin, however, smiled smugly, "I've been waiting for a trap, so I can get a first-class merit to go back and comfort my father and mother."

Chu Huaijin and Chu Yunhe are cousins. Chu Huaijin was the Prince Jing, who was a great warrior in the past, and was also the child of the late emperor's eldest brother who was lost on the battlefield.

According to seniority, Chu Yunhe should address Chu Huaijin as his cousin.

Their voices and appearances were completely different, and even their character was unlike each other. Apart from their courtesy names, Chu Huaijin had absolutely no connection with that person.

Xiao Xiao unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, then lowered the curtain and closed her eyes to pretend to sleep. When Xiao Xiao opened her eyes again, she was already in the Xiongnu camp, bound hand and foot.

If it were a princess who was born into wealth and privilege, she would probably be terrified and at a loss for words upon seeing this situation, but Xiaoxiao appeared remarkably calm.

Xiao Xiao calmly looked around and found that the place did not seem to be heavily guarded. The soldiers guarding her seemed to be much more relaxed towards a woman who was powerless to kill a chicken. She could even hear soldiers snoring outside the tent.

Just as Xiaoxiao was pondering how to escape, a voice she knew all too well rang out outside the tent, speaking in a barbarian language she couldn't understand.

If she used to confuse Shen She's and Chu Yunhe's voices, now she can clearly tell who the real one is.

She was 100% certain that the person outside the tent at that moment was Shen She!

Unexpectedly, he became a traitor, actually joining forces with the Xiongnu to launch a mutiny!

Everyone knew perfectly well that this marriage alliance was a trap, a trap from which no one would return. The Xiongnu's main objective was to launch a coup against China under the pretext that the marriage alliance had failed and that China did not truly want to make peace.

The failed marriage alliance was nothing more than a result of the Xiongnu's own actions; their goal was to seize the fertile land of China that they had always coveted.

The pitiful pity she initially felt for Shen She transformed into a burning rage fueled by her patriotism. Xiao Xiao watched the every move outside the tent with uncontrollable fury, wishing she could go out right now and perish together with that traitor Shen She.

Under Xiao Xiao's angry glare, the tent flap was lifted from the outside, and a burly man in a fur coat and a mink hat and Shen She in a black scholar's robe entered the tent.

When the burly man saw Xiaoxiao inside the tent, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in broken Chinese, "Women from your China are truly beautiful!"

Shen She, standing behind the man, replied meekly, "Thank you for the compliment." After exchanging a few more words with the man, the man was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and patted Shen She on the shoulder before leaving the tent with satisfaction.

Once again, only Xiaoxiao and Shen She remained in the tent.

Xiao Xiao looked up and glared angrily at the rich man in Chinese imperial robes in front of her. Her mouth was gagged and she couldn't speak, otherwise she would have scolded this traitor who sold out his country for personal gain and was afraid of death.

At this moment, Xiao Xiao was like a mad dog with its reins tied; if it broke free, it would immediately rush forward and tear Shen She to shreds.

Shen She showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, he slowly squatted down and looked directly into Xiao Xiao's eyes.

Xiao Xiao looked extremely disheveled at this moment, but even so, Shen She still had that inscrutable smile on his face. His eyebrows curved into a beautiful crescent shape as he said softly, "Your Highness, it has been a long time since we last met!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen She slowly reached out and gently tore the strip of cloth stuffed into Xiao Xiao's mouth, bit by bit.

However, to his surprise, as soon as he removed the strip of cloth, he was met with a mouthful of spit from Xiaoxiao without any mercy.

"Shen She! You hypocritical scoundrel, you heartless traitor! You have committed such an outrageous act, are you not afraid of being tormented in the eighteenth level of hell after you die?" Xiao Xiao shouted angrily at Shen She.

If it were anyone else subjected to such insults, they would probably have been furious and enraged. But the person before them was Shen She, a man with an eccentric personality and unpredictable emotions.

Faced with Xiao Xiao's angry rebuke, Shen She remained remarkably calm and composed. He unhurriedly pulled a clean white handkerchief from his robes and methodically wiped away the spittle that had fallen onto his cheek. He then leisurely replied, "Your Highness, you remain as impetuous as ever. However, regarding what you just said, I must stand up and offer a few words of rebuttal. You see, I am already in hell; whether I will fall into the eighteenth level of hell is no longer of concern to me. Therefore, no matter how Your Highness insults and curses me, I will steadfastly act according to my own will!"

"You..." Xiao Xiao was speechless with anger, and could only glare angrily at Shen She. She was both angry and sad. How could she sometimes think that this person who was so wicked could be a good person?

Shen She is clearly wicked!

After the brief conversation, Shen She never came to the tent again. During this time, Xiao Xiao tried to lower the soldiers' guard by acting cute, waiting for an opportunity to escape.

This opportunity will come soon!

On this day, there seemed to be fewer soldiers than usual. Xiao Xiao observed for a while and found that the soldiers outside seemed to be preoccupied with other things and that her movements could not attract their attention. So she boldly broke free of her bonds and escaped from the tent while the soldiers were not paying attention.

She hadn't gotten very far when she was captured. The person who captured her was none other than Shen She.