Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

Zhui Feng was standing to the side when he suddenly heard Ling Yu Bai's cold snort. He couldn't help but tremble and thought to himself that something was wrong.

Seeing the scroll in Ling Yubai's hand about to smash towards him, he hurriedly shouted loudly, "Oh, young master, I understand! Run ten laps around the city, I know that punishment very well. But even so, I still have to be bold and tell you the truth: that young lady, she really doesn't fancy you!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Yubai shouted again, "Chase—Wind!" Then, before Ling Yubai could even speak, Chase the Wind, like a horse that had broken free of its reins, galloped wildly out of the pavilion.

At the same time, the scroll shot straight towards Zhui Feng like an arrow released from a bow. Unfortunately, it missed its target by just a little bit.

Seeing that Zhui Feng had disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, Ling Yubai's originally fair and jade-like face turned red with anger, her sword-like eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes revealed a hint of coldness.

He stared coldly in the direction where Zhui Feng had disappeared, without moving for a long time.

Just then, something on the ground shimmered in the sunlight and hit Ling Yubai's eyes.

Ling Yubai frowned slightly and looked over. Mo Feng, who was standing to the side, had already noticed his young master's movements. In order not to be caught in the crossfire, he quickly picked up the shiny object and handed it to Ling Yubai.

It is a piece of crystal-clear agate with a bright red cord tied to it. On the front of the agate is carved a lifelike orchid with delicate and beautiful petals, as if you can smell its delicate fragrance; while on the back, a small "潇" character is carefully engraved.

Upon seeing this agate, Ling Yubai's mind instantly conjured up the scene of her first meeting with Gu Xiao in the middle of the lake last night.

It was a dark night, but he vaguely remembered that Gu Xiao seemed to be wearing something similar around her waist.

Moreover, as far as he knew, Gu Xiao and Ling Nanchen were not acquainted. Logically speaking, Ling Nanchen could not possibly have seen this personal ornament belonging to a woman.

In this case, even if Ling Nanchen really found it, it would be useless. Only I would return the agate to Gu Xiao because I had seen it worn by her.

After a while, no one could clearly explain their relationship.

That's quite a shrewd plan; they've even included themselves in it!

Ling Yubai snorted coldly and silently put the agate into his pocket. He wanted to see what other tricks this scheming woman had up her sleeve if he didn't take the bait.

Mo Feng, who had been silently observing everything from behind Ling Yubai, stared wide-eyed. [This…this young master just put Miss Ling's personal ornament in his own bosom like that? Doesn't he need me to keep it safe for him?]

"Young...Young Master, this seems rather impolite," Mo Feng whispered, cautiously offering a friendly reminder to Ling Yubai. However, Ling Yubai completely ignored his words, even waving his hand dismissively, signaling Mo Feng to remain silent.

You must know that our young master is known for being a man of his word, as stubborn as a mule.

Although Mo Feng felt that doing so was indeed unreasonable, he could only helplessly shut his mouth and obediently retreat to stand behind Ling Yubai in the face of Ling Yubai's powerful pressure.

Ling Yubai leisurely waved the fan in her hand, raised her chin, and showed a smug expression on her face. She said to Mo Feng, "Let's wait here for a while. We might just see a wonderful show."

Upon hearing this, Mo Feng couldn't help but glance at the garden path covered with fallen leaves, his heart filled with doubt and confusion. However, since the young master had spoken, he could only nod in agreement and reply, "Yes."

Meanwhile, Gu Xiao, who had just returned to her courtyard, was sitting angrily at the table.

At this moment, she was burning with rage, and even drinking a whole pot of cold water could not quell her anger.

So she prepared to pick up the teapot again and pour herself another cup. But just then, a hand suddenly reached out and firmly grabbed her wrist as she held the teapot.

"It's getting cold, Miss, please don't get sick from the cold."

Shuya took the water bottle from Gu Xiao's hand and handed it to Zitan, scolding her, "I've only been home for two days, and you're really just taking care of Miss?"

Shuya is Gu Xiao's personal maid. Unlike Zitan, who was brought by Gu Xiao from the countryside, Shuya was given to him by the second madam.

On the surface, Shuya is a maid, but in reality, she is the Second Madam's spy. Every word and action she makes in the mansion is under the Second Madam's control.

Madam Ling, Qin Shuanghua, was Gu Xiao's mother-in-law in her previous life. Just thinking about that woman who hid a knife in her smile made Gu Xiao feel a severe tightness in her chest.

Her suffering in her past life was partly due to Ling Nanchen's indifference and partly due to Qin Shuanghua's torment.

The person who betrayed me before could not possibly be Shuya.

In the past, Gu Xiao would have nodded cautiously in agreement, trying her best not to offend Shu Ya and to make her life easier, but now she doesn't want to do that anymore.

Anyway, she's something that can't be presented in public, so no matter how she tries to act like a lady from a prestigious family, she can't pull it off. So she might as well not bother leaving Qin Shuanghua with a good image.

"It was my own choice to drink this water. If Sister Shuya wants to scold me, then scold me. Why beat around the bush and scold others?"

This was the first time Shu Ya had ever heard Gu Xiao retort to her so bluntly and sarcasticly.

"Miss, I'm doing this all for your own good. You should think about your status."

Shu Ya's mention of her identity only fueled Gu Xiao's anger, causing her to retort, "Identity, identity! Of course I know my place. I will stay true to my place and never covet what doesn't belong to me. Isn't that enough?"

Gu Xiao paused after speaking, meeting Shu Ya's astonished gaze directly, and said, word by word, "Since Sister Shu Ya mentioned status, she must also know that even if I am not the best, I am still a master, while you are a servant. Such disrespect for your master will earn you the reputation of a wicked servant. If you can't become Second Cousin's concubine, don't blame me for not warning you!"

The moment the topic of concubines came up, Shuya deflated like a punctured balloon, losing all her temper. "Miss is right to reprimand me. It was Shuya who overstepped her bounds. Shuya will go back to her room to reflect on her actions."

Gu Xiao was too lazy to watch Shu Ya's act and simply waved her away, telling her to leave quickly.

After finally seeing Shuya off, before he could even sit down, Xue'er, a rough maid from the outer courtyard, rushed in and accidentally knocked over the water jug ​​in front of Gu Xiao, spilling water all over him.

"Xue'er, what are you doing, being so reckless? Look at the mess you've made," Zitan said as she helped Gu Xiao take off her clothes. "Miss, you should change quickly. You caught a chill last night, you can't catch another one."

When Xue'er realized she had caused trouble, she was so frightened that she kept apologizing, saying that she didn't mean to.

Gu Xiao seemed indifferent and didn't take it to heart, letting Zitan help her change her clothes. It wasn't until she was dressed that Gu Xiao subconsciously touched the agate at her waist and belatedly realized that the agate had disappeared.

In a panic, her mind started racing. Recalling the collision she had just had with Ling Nanchen in front of her aunt's door, Gu Xiao couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

This agate must not fall into Ling Nanchen's hands again.

The moment the idea popped into his mind, it was like a command, causing Gu Xiao to immediately jump up from his chair and rush off to find the agate without even having time to put on his coat.

After being buffeted by the cold wind in the middle of the lake for almost an hour, when his mind was nearly numb, he heard his master's excited and somewhat proud voice, "Here we are!"

[They've arrived? Who's here to pick them up?]

Before Mo Feng could process what was happening, his neck turned around first.

My gaze slowly swept across the landscape, finally settling on the back path in the distance. The path meandered and twisted, like a slender snake weaving through the green trees and flowers.

Along this path, the young lady was staggering as she ran towards them.

She was still wearing that plain white silk dress, the hem of which fluttered in the wind like a blooming white lotus.

However, unlike her composure that day, her delicate face was now filled with panic.

Her eyes, which were originally as clear as autumn water, were now filled with fear and helplessness, like a frightened fawn; her cherry-like mouth was slightly open, and her rapid breathing caused her chest to rise and fall; her fair, snow-white skin was also flushed with a faint blush due to nervousness, making her look even more pitiful.

Suddenly, Mo Feng understood why his young master had put the young lady's personal ornament in his bosom!