Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

"Your Majesty, you have won." Chu Huaijin slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on the chessboard before him. A slight smile of self-deprecation appeared on his lips. He gently shook his head, as if he was not satisfied with his performance.

However, Chu Yunhe, sitting opposite him, did not think so. He smiled and his eyes gleamed with admiration as he said slowly, "Although my cousin is a military man, judging from this game, his chess skills are by no means inferior! If my cousin had not deliberately let me win, I would probably have lost this match utterly!"

Upon hearing Chu Yunhe's words, Chu Huaijin quickly and modestly waved his hand, saying, "Your Majesty is too kind. It is truly Your Majesty's chess skills that are superb, while I only have a superficial understanding. How could I dare to accept such praise from Your Majesty? It is not that I intend to be modest!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Yunhe's smile deepened, seemingly amused by Chu Huaijin's praise. He then turned and gestured to the attendant beside him. The attendant understood and immediately presented Chu Yunhe with an exquisite box.

Chu Yunhe opened the box and took out a top-quality wolf-hair brush. The brush was entirely black, with a tip as white as frost and snow, emitting a faint fragrance of ink. He gently held up the brush and showed it to Chu Huaijin, saying, "This is a tribute from the southern region a few days ago, a rare and precious item. I am in a good mood today, so I will bestow it upon my cousin. I hope my cousin will not refuse."

Chu Huaijin looked closely and saw that the wolf-hair brush was exquisitely crafted and made of superior materials, truly a rare and fine item. However, he merely smiled slightly and politely declined, saying, "Your Majesty, I am truly unworthy to accept this! I have always been a rough man who wields swords and spears, and I know absolutely nothing about calligraphy. Such a precious brush would be a waste if it fell into my hands. I beg Your Majesty to rescind your order and bestow it upon someone else."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yunhe frowned slightly, somewhat displeased, and said, "Brother, you are mistaken! The new dynasty has just been established, and everything needs to be rebuilt. This is precisely the time when talented individuals from all sides are needed to work together. I have always highly valued your talent and character, and sincerely hope that you can enter the court and serve as an official, assisting me in governing the country and realizing our grand ambitions. Can you really bear to disappoint my expectations?" Having said this, Chu Yunhe looked at Chu Huaijin with eager eyes, awaiting his response.

Chu Huaijin looked hesitant, but he was too embarrassed to refuse Chu Yunhe's kindness, so he finally reached out and took the pen. He gripped the pen tightly, as if he could feel the affection and expectation contained within it.

Then, Chu Huaijin took a deep breath, clasped his hands in a salute to Chu Yunhe, and prepared to take his leave.

However, at that moment, Chu Yunhe suddenly spoke up, saying, "In a few days, I plan to hold a grand birthday banquet for Xiaoxiao. At that time, all the dignitaries and celebrities in the capital will come to offer their congratulations. I wonder if my cousin will be able to spare some time to attend?"

Chu Yunhe's eyes revealed a hint of earnestness, as if he really hoped that Chu Huaijin could attend the banquet.

Chu Huaijin paused slightly, pondering to himself. Xiao Xiao had been granted a title upon returning to the capital for her meritorious service in defending the city; her birthday banquet would undoubtedly be grand. But since he had chosen to let go, it was best not to entangle her any further…

Chu Huaijin was about to decline, but before he could speak, Chu Yunhe had already blocked all his escape routes. Chu Yunhe said solemnly, "Cousin, you are now my right-hand man, holding a high position and great power. You must not be careless, and you must not be schemed against by those with ulterior motives! Especially now, without anyone by your side who cares for you or is considerate of you, I am truly worried that some villains will take advantage of the situation."

Chu Huaijin was startled. He thought to himself: Could it be that Chu Yunhe knows about Cang Ling's existence? He has always carefully kept Cang Ling in the villa and has never revealed a word about it to outsiders.

However, a few days ago, for some unknown reason, the little girl suddenly started crying and insisted on seeing him. Chu Huaijin couldn't persuade her otherwise, and had no choice but to go to the other courtyard in person.

Faced with Chu Yunhe's seemingly relevant but actually cryptic words, Chu Huaijin was momentarily unable to determine whether the other party had already figured out the true relationship between Cang Ling and himself. However, judging from his words, he should still be in the probing stage.

Chu Huaijin made a quick decision to appease Chu Yunhe first. He bowed slightly and replied respectfully, "I am grateful for Your Majesty's care and guidance. I will remember it and never forget it. I will attend the Princess's birthday banquet on time."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yunhe beamed with joy, his eyes crinkling into crescent moons, his delight evident on his face. He gently patted Chu Huaijin's left shoulder with his right hand and said loudly, "Excellent! My cousin truly understands the bigger picture and prioritizes the overall situation. He is indeed a capable minister of mine!"

Chu Huaijin gritted his teeth, enduring the waves of pain washing over him. He clutched the gift Chu Yunhe had given him tightly in his hands, and walked slowly toward the door, his steps unsteady yet resolute.

Once Chu Huaijin's figure had completely disappeared from sight, the fake smile that had been on Chu Yunhe's face instantly turned cold, as if covered by frost.

Chu Yunhe's face was ashen, and his gaze turned coldly to the dark corner behind him. He parted his lips slightly and gave the order to the hidden guards there: "Follow them!" His voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable authority and ruthlessness.

As Chu Yunhe finished speaking, a dark figure emerged from the darkness like a ghost, disappearing from the spot in a few flashes and speeding off in the direction Chu Huaijin had left.

Chu Yunhe remained standing quietly in place, staring motionlessly in the direction where the guards had disappeared, his eyes slightly narrowed, a glint of unfathomable light flashing in them.

After a moment, Chu Yunhe muttered to himself softly, "The injury is real, and the voice is unrecognizable, but the personality is just too similar, too similar. There can't be two people in this world who are so alike. Chu Huaijin, Shen She... you two had better truly have no connection whatsoever. Otherwise... humph!" The last cold snort was like a chilling wind from the deepest hell, sending shivers down one's spine.