Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

Time flies by like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall. Chu Yunhe was full of confidence that, according to his carefully planned scheme, Xiaoxiao and Chu Huaijin would definitely have an irreconcilable conflict because of the Cangling incident, and eventually break up completely and become enemies.

However, to his surprise, things took a completely different turn from what he had envisioned. Not only did the two not fall out, but their relationship grew even closer, surpassing anything he had ever imagined.

On this very day, after the morning court session, Chu Yunhe walked slowly out of the court with heavy steps, as usual. Suddenly, a murmur of discussion reached his ears.

Looking in the direction of the sound, they found several palace maids huddled together whispering. The topic of their conversation was Xiaoxiao's marriage to Chu Huaijin, and Xiaoxiao seemed to be... very interested in it.

Chu Yunhe's heart sank suddenly, as if a thousand-pound burden had been placed on his heart. Unconsciously, he found himself in front of the gate of Jinhui Courtyard.

Just like before, he didn't send a servant in to announce his arrival. Instead, he strode straight in and swaggered into Xiaoxiao's boudoir.

As soon as you step into the room, a stunning scene comes into view: a graceful woman in a bright red wedding dress, like a blooming red lotus, sits quietly on a swing under a tree full of fluttering peach blossoms.

A gentle breeze swept by, and pink petals fluttered down, some landing softly on her silky hair, while others playfully rested on her slender shoulders.

The beautiful woman seemed completely oblivious to the disturbances of the outside world, still immersed in her own world, softly humming the nursery rhyme that Chu Yunhe had long since forbidden.

The early spring wind was still a bit chilly, blowing occasionally and stirring up a shower of peach blossoms that fell one after another.

Flowers fall and spring is saddened, the moon sets and sorrow is felt. This song used to be full of melancholy, which made him, a fellow sufferer, feel a deep sympathy for the singer. But now, this song seems to carry more joy, and listeners can't help but be affected by the singer's state of mind.

"Your Highness seems quite fond of this marriage I have bestowed upon you?" Suddenly, Chu Yunhe's cold and deep voice came from behind Xiaoxiao without warning. The sudden sound was like a thunderclap, startling Xiaoxiao, who was swinging on the swing. She quickly stopped swinging and stood up to curtsy.

Just moments ago, Xiaoxiao was all smiles, bright and cheerful, like a beautiful flower blooming in spring, radiating captivating charm.

However, the moment Chu Yunhe spoke, she vanished from her smile like a startled sparrow, replaced by eyes full of fear and unease.

Seeing Xiaoxiao's panicked reaction, Chu Yunhe couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that he was more frightening to her than the ruthless Shen She? This thought flashed through his mind, making his already bad mood even worse.

Furthermore, the increasingly tense situation between the Xiongnu and the Chinese in the imperial court, with various thorny issues arising one after another, made it even more difficult for Chu Yunhe to feel at ease.

Chu Yunhe's face was ashen as he coldly announced, "Pass down the order: the Ninth Princess has disobeyed the imperial decree by wearing red and green during the Heavenly Sacrifice. Such behavior is utterly disrespectful. She is hereby punished with three months of confinement and her wedding is postponed." His voice was icy cold as he ruthlessly and indifferently announced the punishment for Xiaoxiao.

In the past, the stubborn Xiaoxiao would have undoubtedly stood her ground and fought for justice. But after learning about the complicated relationship between Chu Yunhe and Chu Huaijin, and the hardships she had endured since childhood…

Xiao Xiao couldn't help but feel sorry for Chu Yunhe. When she heard that Chu Yunhe had punished her for no reason, she thought that he was just in a bad mood and happened to run into her, so he wanted to vent his anger.

"Your Highness, I obey the decree!"

Xiao Xiao, contrary to her usual behavior, did not retort, which made Chu Yunhe feel somewhat uncomfortable. He was angry, but there was nothing he could do to Xiao Xiao, so he could only angrily throw down his sleeves and leave.

Chu Yunhe strode back to his palace, only to be met with a headache as he looked at the pile of useless memorials on the table.

"Guards! Throw all this useless stuff out of here!"

Chu Yunhe rubbed his temples, sitting at his desk in a irritable mood. He watched as the mountain of memorials on the table was cleared away bit by bit, until his gaze fell on a dusty wooden box forgotten in a corner of the desk.

That wooden box was once delivered to him by Xiaoxiao herself, but he discarded it like trash.

Seeing that the wooden box was about to be cleared away, Chu Yunhe subconsciously spoke up to stop them, "Bring it to me."

Although the palace servants didn't know why Chu Yunhe would want a piece of trash that had long been covered in dust, they still obediently presented it to Chu Yunhe.

Chu Yunhe stroked the dust on the wooden box and slowly opened it with mixed feelings.

The box didn't contain any rare treasures, but rather a crescent-shaped stone.

It was this stone that made Chu Yunhe, who was initially somewhat dismissive, gradually pick it up with great concentration, examine it carefully for a while, and then put it down with great emotion.

This stone was used as collateral for the silver notes that Chu Yunhe's benefactor gave him when he was in trouble.

Just as her thoughts were turning, the palace door was opened, and Jiang Wanning walked in with a food box and a gentle expression.

"Your Majesty has not yet eaten, has he? Here is some chestnut cake that I just made."

Chu Yunhe responded with a faint smile, "Thank you for your hard work, my beloved consort!"

"This is what I should do."

Chu Yunhe stared intently at Jiang Wanning, who was serving him food, and suddenly asked, "My beloved consort, do you still remember what you were doing when we first met?"

Upon hearing Chu Yunhe's words, Jiang Wanning seemed to recall their beautiful first encounter, and a happy smile spread across her face. "At that time, I was enjoying the cool air in the lakeside pavilion when I happened to hear a little tune on a pillar in the pavilion. Just as I was singing it, Your Majesty arrived."

"Xiaoxiao also loves to go to that pavilion," Chu Yunhe murmured to himself. The clues he least wanted to think about were connecting on their own, slowly forming a line. Just when Chu Yunhe was about to completely deny it, Jiang Wanning unintentionally pointed it out.

“Ninth Sister does indeed like to go there; I always see her cooling off there. So that day, I was curious about what kind of beautiful scenery was in that pavilion that made her linger so much,” Jiang Wanning said, glancing shyly at Chu Yunhe. “And then I met His Majesty.”

This was the first time Jiang Wanning had mustered the courage to respond to Chu Yunhe, but when she looked up, she found her lover looking lost and absent-minded.

"Your Majesty?" The unease that had been building up inside her surged up again, and Jiang Wanning couldn't help but call out, but Chu Yunhe got up and left without looking back.