Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

Ling Nanchen wore an indigo robe with a wide brocade belt with auspicious blue cloud patterns around his waist. His jet-black hair was tied up with a small silver crown inlaid with jade.

"Cousin, be careful!" With an anxious shout, Ling Nanchen's long and strong arm gently supported her as she was about to fall to the ground.

After regaining her footing, Gu Xiao patted her chest with lingering fear. At this moment, Ling Nanchen turned his cold gaze to Zi Tan standing behind Gu Xiao, his eyes revealing an undisguised sense of reproach. He said sternly, "Is this how you lead your master? So clumsy! If I hadn't intervened in time, wouldn't my cousin have been injured?"

Upon hearing Ling Nanchen call her "cousin," Gu Xiaojiao's body trembled violently, and she instantly stiffened.

Whether in her past life or this life, even though she has been married to Ling Nanchen for many years, his way of addressing her has never changed; it has always been that cold "cousin".

However, the situation was quite different for Liu Sangning. Initially, she was called "sister-in-law," but as time went on, the address gradually became more intimate and was eventually simplified to "Sangning."

Just as Ling Nanchen was trying to close the distance between them, Gu Xiao acted even faster than him. She seemed startled, taking two steps back without hesitation, instantly creating a considerable distance between herself and Ling Nanchen, as if afraid of being seen by others having any connection between them.

"It was my own fault for not watching where I was going and accidentally bumping into my second cousin. It was entirely my fault and had nothing to do with Zitan," Gu Xiao said apologetically, her head bowed.

Ling Nanchen stared at the woman in front of him, who seemed eager to sever all ties with him immediately, and felt a moment of disorientation.

The words that were on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back down. After a long while, he slowly spoke, "Guiding the masters is a maid's duty. It's alright that you bumped into me by accident today, cousin. But if it were someone of higher status, they would probably be the subject of gossip and pointing fingers behind their backs..."

Recalling her past life, Ling Nanchen was always critical of her, finding fault with everything she did. But in this life? She and Ling Nanchen were no longer bound by marriage or husband and wife; they were merely a young master and young lady living in the same mansion.

Since that's the case, why should we continue to be tolerant and submissive like before? Thinking of this, Gu Xiao straightened her back and looked at Ling Nanchen with a firm gaze.

"My second cousin is an outstanding person, a dragon among men, and naturally he is proud and arrogant, feeling that everyone else in the world is as insignificant as the mud under his feet. As for me, Gu Xiao, I grew up in that poor and remote place since I was a child. How could I possibly be worthy of your high regard, my second cousin?"

Therefore, I am fully aware of my second cousin's various dissatisfactions and disdain towards me! I also know my own lowly status and dare not hope to receive his favor. From now on, I will stay quietly in this courtyard and try my best not to appear in front of my second cousin again and cause him any more trouble.”

However, although Gu Xiao's words were meant to apologize, her tone and expression made it seem as if she had suffered a great injustice, as if she had been bullied for no reason.

Seeing this, Ling Nanchen couldn't help but feel angry and coldly rebuked, "As a male member of this household, am I not even allowed to say a few words to you?"

Every time it was for her own good, every time it was to belittle her. Gu Xiao really didn't want to suffer this humiliation anymore. In any case, in this life she would rather be the head of a chicken and marry into a poor scholar's family than be the tail of a phoenix in this wealthy and prestigious Ling family, where everyone could criticize her.

"Second cousin knows he is a male member of the household, so he must know that boys and girls must sit separately from the age of 5. Now that second cousin is engaged, he should not be pulling and tugging at me, his cousin who is not related to him by blood, in this backyard. It would be bad if your future wife saw it."

The little woman in front of him couldn't stand the slightest anger; she was clearly ready to explode at the slightest provocation. Ling Nanchen even wondered if he had just woken up and his memory was playing tricks on him, making him think that Gu Xiao from his previous life was timid, cowardly, and reckless.

“You…” Ling Nanchen didn’t know what to say for a moment, and could only point at Gu Xiao in the air.

"Second cousin is in a hurry, he must have something to discuss with aunt, so I won't bother him any longer." Gu Xiao didn't even raise his head, completely ignoring Ling Nanchen's dark face. "Since second cousin has something to discuss, then I won't bother him. Zitan, let's go!" After saying that, Gu Xiao led the pale-faced Zitan away without looking back, without lingering at all.

Ling Nanchen, his face ashen, pointed a finger forcefully in the direction Gu Xiao had left, as if trying to convey all his anger and dissatisfaction through this gesture. Then, he abruptly flicked his sleeve, which arced through the air, landing heavily with his pent-up frustration.

"Hmph! I was originally thinking of helping you out of this difficult time, considering our past relationship as husband and wife. I never expected you to be so stubborn and ungrateful!" Ling Nanchen said through gritted teeth, his eyes burning with anger.

Meanwhile, in a secluded pavilion in the distance, Mo Feng and Zhui Feng were quietly watching this scene. They saw Ling Nanchen and Gu Xiao part ways, one heading east and the other west, gradually disappearing into the distance.

Mo Feng frowned, observed thoughtfully for a while, and then deduced, "In my opinion, that young lady must have failed to seduce our young master, so she turned her attention to the second young master. Look, they almost hugged each other just now!" As he spoke, he put on a mysterious expression.

However, upon hearing this, Zhui Feng shook his head repeatedly and sighed, "Oh dear, Mo Feng, I think you must have read too many plays and have too much of an imagination! This is not some tender affection at all! It's clearly a pair of broken mirrors. Even if you manage to piece them back together, they will be full of cracks and can never be restored to their original state!"

Mo Feng seemed very interested in Zhui Feng's point of view. He leaned forward, getting closer to Zhui Feng, while deliberately lowering his voice, afraid of waking Ling Yu Bai, who was resting with her eyes closed in the pavilion not far in front of them. "Hey, Zhui Feng, you figured it out again? Tell me about it!"

Seeing this, Zhui Feng leaned closer to Mo Feng and whispered in his ear, "Think about it. With our young master's character and looks, countless women would flock to him. But this young lady shows no joy whatsoever when facing him; instead, she always appears indifferent. So, in my opinion, she doesn't even fancy our young master. Young master, you're just overthinking things!"

Just then, a cold shout suddenly came from ahead—"Chase the Wind!"