Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

Xiao Xiao's emotions were like turbulent waves, fluctuating wildly and violently. Coupled with the many fears she had experienced before, it wasn't long before her already weak body finally gave way, and she fainted again.

When Xiaoxiao woke up, she found herself in a carriage speeding back to the capital.

Xiao Xiao slowly opened her eyes, her gaze empty and lifeless, as if she had lost her soul. She stared blankly at the scenery rushing past the car window, a deep sorrow and despair filling her heart, like a barren, lifeless desert, evoking endless desolation.

At this moment, Xiaoxiao's heart was filled with complex and contradictory emotions.

Recalling every moment spent with Shen She, those memories of love and hate surged into her heart like a tide. She felt both deep hatred and resentment towards Shen She, but even more so, she felt a flutter of excitement and trembling in her heart that she dared not face or admit.

However, fate was so cruel and merciless. Just when she was unable to completely sever this ill-fated relationship, the man she both loved and hated had already left her. Moreover, his departure was so dishonorable—even though he ultimately chose to perish together with the enemy, he still bore the eternal infamy of a traitor.

Thinking of this, Xiaoxiao clenched her teeth, cursing inwardly, "Damn it! I haven't even allowed him to die like this, and he's so easily giving up his life. This damned guy is as utterly detestable as ever, making me want to vent all my resentment on him. But... why is it that such an annoying guy can stir up ripples in my heart?"

After a long silence, Xiao Xiao seemed to suddenly remember something, turned to look at the maid Ru Yan beside her, and asked softly, "Ru Yan, do you think that if a person who has committed many evil deeds has done some good deeds before dying, would Buddha have great mercy and not let him fall into the terrible eighteen levels of hell to suffer?"

Ruyan stared quietly at Xiaoxiao, the proud and beautiful woman, who looked like a lifeless doll, leaning against the car window, her empty and lifeless eyes seemingly hiding an unfathomable stillness.

Ruyan pondered to herself that although she did not know what kind of complicated and deep feelings Xiaoxiao had for Shen She, she could guess the general idea from the princess's restless appearance since her last return to the capital—presumably all of this was caused by Shen She.

Ruyan couldn't help but recall the rumors about the princess being kidnapped to the enemy camp. Although she had no way of knowing what kind of hardships and torments Xiaoxiao had gone through during those terrible days, she had indeed heard General Chu mention that it was because someone secretly colluded with the enemy that the princess was kidnapped.

However, just last night, a mysterious person sent a secret letter to Chu Yunhe, revealing the enemy's ambush, which led to the successful rescue of the princess.

Seeing Xiaoxiao's actions just now, Ruyan couldn't help but think of that name—Shen She.

Is it really him?

Once the thought appeared, it spread like wild grass in Ruyan's heart.

This series of perplexing events left Ruyan increasingly confused and bewildered, making it even more difficult for her to judge Shen She.

If he had feelings for the princess, why did he repeatedly put her in such dangerous situations? But if he had no feelings for the princess, what was his reason for saving her at each crucial moment?

“Your Highness, Buddha once said: ‘Put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the spot.’ Perhaps Lord Shen will eventually see the error of his ways and find a bright path back home…” Ruyan murmured softly, as if comforting the princess, or perhaps trying to convince herself that good and evil in the world will eventually be rewarded.

Xiao Xiao listened quietly to Ru Yan's gentle and comforting words, but before she knew it, a tear silently slid down her cheek, like a crystal-clear pearl, slowly flowing down her pale and beautiful profile and disappearing into her collar. Her lips trembled slightly as she murmured softly, "Perhaps..." Her voice was so soft that only she could hear it.

Just as the two were talking, the long caravan arrived at the nearest post station. With a slight jolt, the carriage came to a smooth stop. Immediately afterwards, the anxious shouts of soldiers could be heard outside the carriage; they seemed to be urgently summoning the town's doctor to treat the wounded.

Xiao Xiao struggled to alight from the carriage, her gaze immediately drawn to the group of doctors rushing to the post station entrance. Some of the doctors were not even properly dressed, their clothes disheveled, yet they had still been forcibly dragged there by the anxious soldiers.

Seeing this, Ruyan felt a surge of intense curiosity. Taking advantage of the moment while helping Xiaoxiao upstairs, she quickly walked to the soldier guarding the guest room door and asked in a low voice, "What exactly happened? Why the rush to summon a doctor?"

The soldier looked up at Ruyan and, seeing that she was Xiaoxiao's maid, dared not hide anything and quickly told her the whole story.

"Oh, it's General Chu! He was ambushed on the battlefield and deliberately burned by the enemy. His injuries are quite serious, and everyone is doing everything they can to save him!"

As Ruyan spoke, she gestured animatedly to describe the tense and busy rescue scene outside. However, in stark contrast to Ruyan's excitement, Xiaoxiao, lying on the bed, showed little interest. She simply turned over listlessly, facing inward, her eyes tightly closed, as if all the commotion outside was irrelevant to her.

This laydown lasted for a full half month! During this time, in addition to resting, Xiaoxiao often learned about Chu Huaijin's detailed recovery process next door from Ruyan.

It is said that Chu Huaijin's injuries were extremely severe, clearly caused by a fierce battle with the enemy. His left hand was completely useless, unable to lift even a light object; and even more alarmingly, his throat was almost slit by the enemy! Although he eventually recovered after a difficult treatment, when he spoke, his hoarse, low, ghostly voice was enough to frighten a child into crying.

Meanwhile, after half a month of careful recuperation, Xiaoxiao's condition has improved considerably; at least she no longer faints suddenly as often as before. However, perhaps due to the enormous impact of this injury on her physical and mental health, she still looks somewhat sickly, completely lacking her former vitality and energy.

Time flies, and several months have passed in the blink of an eye. Finally, it was time to set off again to return to the capital.

That morning, sunlight shone through the thin clouds and sprinkled down on the earth.

As Xiaoxiao was carefully helped onto the carriage by Ruyan, she suddenly felt as if a familiar figure flashed past her. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly reached out to grab Ruyan, pointing anxiously at the caravan in the distance, asking, "Ruyan, quickly help me see that person... is that Shen She?"

Upon hearing Xiaoxiao's words, Ruyan quickly turned her gaze in the direction Xiaoxiao was pointing. When she finally saw the back of the person Xiaoxiao was pointing to, her heart tightened suddenly, as if an invisible hand had instantly gripped her heart, making her involuntarily hold her breath. However, after examining the person more closely, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled like a boulder.

"Your Highness, how could you even mistake General Chu?" Ruyan patted her chest lightly, saying with a sigh of relief.

Xiao Xiao's gaze remained fixed on the man opposite her who was being carefully helped onto his horse, her eyes filled with doubt and worry.

The man's left hand hung limply at his side, motionless; he struggled to keep his balance with only the faint strength in his right hand, pulling on the reins. Even more distressing was that his once broad and sturdy back was now as thin as a fragile bamboo pole, as if it might break at any moment.

"But... I don't remember Chu Huaijin being this thin and weak..." Xiaoxiao murmured to herself, her gaze never leaving Chu Huaijin for even a moment.

Seeing this, Ruyan quickly explained, "Your Highness, you are unaware that General Chu has been recuperating in bed since his injury. Not only that, he was also unfortunately attacked and injured his throat, making even normal eating extremely difficult. Under such circumstances, it's inevitable that he is becoming increasingly thin."

After hearing Ruyan's explanation, Xiaoxiao suddenly realized. Yes, the figure in front of her was indeed quite different from the dashing and spirited Chu Huaijin she remembered.

Even compared to Shen She, who was equally slender, Chu Huaijin appeared much thinner at this moment. From a distance, his frail figure seemed so delicate that a mere breeze could easily knock him to the ground.

Thinking of this, Xiaoxiao couldn't help but shake her head slightly and sigh inwardly. It seemed that she had been too worried these past few days, which had led to her having a delusion.

So, she slowly lowered her eyes, no longer looking at Chu Huaijin, and turned to step into the carriage.

At this moment, Mo Feng, hidden among the many soldiers, was anxiously watching his master. His brows were furrowed, and his face was full of worry. He couldn't help but speak up and advise, "General! You haven't fully recovered yet. It's really not advisable for you to push yourself to ride a horse! Besides, Her Highness the Princess is much better now. You really don't need to push yourself so hard!"

However, Chu Huaijin, sitting atop his tall horse, coughed lightly twice before mustering his strength and shouting to the soldiers behind him, "I am the last bloodline of the Chu family army! Even if I die on the battlefield, it is my destiny! What is this little injury? There is no need to be afraid!"

The man's voice was like a broken bellows in winter, producing a series of rough and unpleasant sounds. If anyone else heard such a jarring sound, they probably wouldn't want to listen for even a second longer, but the words that came out of his mouth at this moment were so inspiring and powerful.

He was like an impregnable fortress, displaying an admirable iron-willed demeanor, completely unlike those civil officials who only knew how to scheme and plot all day long.

At that moment, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but feel a pang of regret—she had mistaken the person for someone else again...