Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

"Welcome Your Majesty, Imperial Concubine, and Princess Ninth!" With a sharp, high-pitched shout, the eunuch's slightly obsequious voice shattered the tranquility of the hall like a bolt of lightning, instantly reaching everyone's ears.

Upon hearing this, the crowd, as if under a spell, bowed in unison towards the entrance, their movements so swift as if they had rehearsed countless times beforehand. In an instant, the square in front of the palace was teeming with people, yet utterly silent, save for the gentle breeze that softly brushed against their clothes and hair.

Chu Huaijin strode at the front with the imposing presence of a dragon and the powerful stride of a tiger. His posture was as upright as a pine tree, and his bright yellow dragon robe shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight, as if all the brilliance in the world had been gathered upon him.

Chu Yunhe had a handsome face, with a high nose bridge and slightly upturned lips, revealing an innate noble temperament. He would stop from time to time to wait for the woman who was walking slowly behind him.

Just then, people's attention slowly shifted from Chu Yunhe and then focused on the woman behind him.

When they first saw the woman, everyone gasped involuntarily, as if time had stood still.

The woman's skin was as white as snow, with a slight sickly pallor that added just the right touch of pitiful charm. Every gesture she made exuded an innate elegance.

Looking at the jewelry she wore, all of them were priceless. These precious stones did not make her appear vulgar; on the contrary, they accentuated her noble and extraordinary birth, as if she were a person of noble birth, born to enjoy all the riches and honors of the world.

Such a beautiful and elegant woman stood not far behind Chu Yunhe, complementing him perfectly with his equally dignified and graceful demeanor. They were a match made in heaven, inspiring admiration in all who beheld them.

Witnessing this scene, everyone secretly speculated that the stunningly beautiful and elegant woman must be the favored Consort Jiang.

However, not far behind them, a woman in a pink dress followed slowly. Compared to the radiant beauty of the woman in front, she looked rather haggard.

Despite wearing heavy makeup to try and conceal her exhaustion, it was difficult to completely hide it. Her steps were slightly heavy, as if each step required all her strength. Everyone guessed that this must be the Ninth Princess, who had been unwell for some time.

After the three of them took their seats, everyone present suddenly realized that their previous guesses were completely wrong! The woman who everyone had mistaken for Consort Jiang was actually the infamous and notorious Ninth Princess; and the beautiful woman in pink was the real Jiang Wan Ning.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other awkwardly. Fortunately, the atmosphere gradually became more lively when Chu Huaijin loudly announced the official start of the banquet.

At this moment, Chu Yunhe's gaze fell on Chu Huaijin, who seemed out of place among the crowd below. He saw Chu Huaijin sitting quietly alone in the shadows, gently swirling his wine glass, leisurely savoring the fine wine, seemingly immersed in his own enjoyment, completely oblivious to the pointing fingers and whispers of those around him.

Although Chu Huaijin seemed to be a bit more of a drinker than Shen She, his disregard for outside opinions and preference for being alone in a dark corner were seven or eight parts similar to Shen She's.

Even if there were only the slightest similarity, Chu Yunhe would never let it go easily. After all, he absolutely could not allow his hard-won career path to be ruined by any unexpected changes.

He has always been decisive and swift in his actions, and he will do everything in his power to nip any potential problems in the bud.

Although he knew full well that completely eradicating all potential threats would not be easy, he would relentlessly weaken them step by step, and when the time was right, deliver a fatal blow and wipe them out in one fell swoop. This feeling of being in control and strategizing captivated him, and he could not extricate himself from it.

At this moment, Chu Yunhe slightly turned his head and looked to his left, where Xiaoxiao was sitting.

With a graceful figure and beautiful face, she is a top-tier femme fatale who can make people temporarily forget the mortal world and want to be with her without wanting to leave...

Chu Yunhe smiled slightly with satisfaction and gently beckoned Xiaoxiao over.

When Xiaoxiao got closer, he deliberately lowered his voice and asked her slowly, "Royal sister, what do you think of Chu Huaijin?"

Xiao Xiao, who had been brought here by Chu Yunhe who threatened Gu Qingwan's life, was filled with resentment and dissatisfaction towards Chu Yunhe, and naturally did not show him a kind expression.

However, she held Chu Huaijin in high regard, and replied calmly, "General Chu is naturally a dragon among men, with both literary and military talents being of the highest caliber."

Upon hearing Xiaoxiao's evaluation of Chu Huaijin, a subtle glint of cunning flashed in Chu Yunhe's eyes. He then said, "Since that's the case, I intend to betroth Chu Huaijin to you, making him your consort. What do you think?"

These seemingly inquiring words actually left Xiaoxiao no room for refusal or rebuttal, because Chu Yunhe's tone and expression showed absolutely no intention of discussing anything with Xiaoxiao.

Xiao Xiao frowned, her mind filled with doubt as she questioned Chu Yunhe, "Your Majesty, why did you choose me? There are countless women in the world, many of whom are more outstanding than me. Is it really that I am the only one who matters?"

Chu Yunhe's deep and slightly mysterious gaze slowly swept across the distance. He did not answer Xiaoxiao's question directly, but instead asked in a questioning tone, "Xiaoxiao, don't you think Chu Huaijin is a bit like someone else?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but focus her attention on Chu Yunhe. She frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "What does this mean? I don't quite understand."

Chu Yunhe softly uttered two words—"Shen She." When Xiao Xiao heard this name again, a sense of disorientation welled up in her heart.

She subconsciously followed Chu Yunhe's gaze, and her eyes finally landed on Chu Huaijin, who was sitting there upright.

At this moment, Chu Huaijin was surrounded by a noisy and joyful crowd, yet his unique temperament made him seem out of place with his surroundings.

Xiao Xiao couldn't help but stare at him. Time passed by, and she watched him quietly for a long time.

Strangely enough, although Chu Huaijin in front of her did not resemble Shen She in her memory at all in appearance, Xiao Xiao felt that some of Chu Huaijin's behaviors were extremely similar to Shen She's.

However, whenever she tried to investigate in detail what the similarities were, she found that she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Perhaps she had been missing Shen She too much these past few days, which led to this illusion.

Chu Yunhe had hoped to use Xiaoxiao's reaction to confirm his deep-seated suspicions about Chu Huaijin. However, seeing Xiaoxiao staring so intently at someone else, an indescribable anger suddenly rose in his heart.

This feeling was like an unnamed fire burning within him, making him feel both irritable and uneasy.