Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

On the first snowy night after Li Xuanjing removed his court robes, he leaned drunkenly against the red plum tree outside Gu Xiao's villa, his black cloak covered with fallen petals.

"Madam Ling's red plum wine is stronger than the strong liquor from the northern deserts." He knocked on the tightly closed vermilion door with his finger, an icicle falling from his brow: "Asking for a cup of hot tea to warm myself up, is that not too much to ask?"

The sound of the beaded curtain rustling came from inside the door. Gu Xiao, wrapped in a fox fur coat, stood on the steps, the lantern light illuminating the beauty mark at the corner of her eye: "Does Your Highness know of the rumors circulating in Chang'an recently? They say that you linger outside my dilapidated courtyard more often than you attend court."

Li Xuanjing carefully put away the torn sleeve of his clothes by the cat that Gu Xiao had raised, and praised with a smile: "Like master, like pet. It's good that the claws are sharp, so that it won't be bullied by lecherous men. Uncle Zhao has raised this pet quite well."

Uncle Zhao picked up the cat, rolled his eyes, snorted, and went off to do his work.

"I'm going to inspect the silk shop today. Will Your Highness come along?" Gu Xiao had been lukewarm ever since the new emperor wanted to marry him off to a noblewoman.

Even if Li Xuanjing wanted to explain, he couldn't reveal his intentions in advance because the political situation was still uncertain. However, he couldn't stand those individuals with ulterior motives who were guarding the Ling residence every day.

"I happen to be passing by as well, let's go together."

Seeing Gu Xiao glance at the gilded and jeweled jewelry, Li Xuanjing, despite being surrounded by women, still made a note of it.

That night, seven boxes of gilded and jeweled jewelry filled the front hall of the Ling residence, with a note from Zhang Junxiu on top: "If you are unwilling to accept them, then consider them as betrothal gifts that I have made up for for Ling Yubai."

Gu Xiao stared intently at the few lines of text, feeling as if a spoonful of honey had been poured into her heart, a sweet sensation instantly spreading through her. However, at the same time, a bitter taste quietly spread in her mouth, as if she had drunk a cup of strong, unyielding bitter tea.

"Go ahead and cancel it!" she said through gritted teeth, her voice so soft that only she could hear it.

Zitan, standing to the side, looked puzzled and asked, "Madam, didn't you already know that the Prince was actually the eldest son from back then? And now the eldest son intends to rekindle your romance, something countless women dream of. Why are you still so resolutely refusing?"

Upon hearing Zitan's words, Gu Xiao's face, which had always appeared incredibly resolute, revealed a hint of hesitation and uncertainty for the first time.

She lowered her eyes slightly, avoiding Zitan's concerned gaze, and said softly, "I do love him deeply, and that feeling has never changed. But precisely because I love him so deeply, I cannot selfishly keep him by my side. He deserves a woman better than me, someone who can help him more... and that person, perhaps, is not me." After saying this, Gu Xiao sighed softly, a trace of indescribable sorrow appearing in her eyes.

Li Xuanjing was also furious when he received the jewelry that Gu Xiao had returned. He originally planned to give Gu Xiao a hard time, but then he heard that Gu Xiao had accidentally fallen into a hunter's trap while trying to do business.

Li Xuanjing kicked over half a mountain that very day to find her, only to find her curled up by the hot spring, bandaging her bleeding ankle. He was both angry and amused, "Don't move."

He tore off a piece of his brocade robe to wrap her wound, the misty steam blurring the emotions surging in his eyes: "Why do you always avoid me?"

Gu Xiao suddenly grabbed her wet collar, looking somewhat awkward: "Perhaps you don't want to be disturbed!"

"You..." Li Xuanjing was speechless for a moment. It turned out that he was just being wishful, but others felt that he was disturbing them.

But he still wouldn't give up.

It was the Lantern Festival again. As thousands of lanterns rose into the sky, Li Xuanjing held Gu Xiao's hand and pressed it to his heart. The gruesome arrow wound beneath his brocade robe was slightly hot: "This place has been empty for three years until I saw you—Madam Ling. I was so jealous of Ling Yubai that I almost went crazy."

Gu Xiao was slightly stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and, with tears in her eyes, stuffed the red bean dice into his palm: "Your Highness, how can you scold yourself?"

"It doesn't matter."

He clasped his hands together, his eyes gleaming like a galaxy: "Life is long. After I've cursed your damned dead husband enough, it won't be too late for you to remarry, my lady."

"It's getting late, and others are still waiting. Your Highness shouldn't let their families spoil the fun." Gu Xiao smiled and pushed Li Xuanjing toward the cruise ship.

Li Xuanjing kept turning back, wondering how to make Gu Xiao give up the idea of ​​choosing another woman for him, since she was clearly the best.

The bronze lanterns illuminated the main hall as brightly as day. Gu Xiao sat upright, draped in a plain gauze shawl, but the white magnolia blossoms at her temples trembled under the whispers of the guests.

"Madam Ling, with her stubborn fate, is probably not suitable..." The eldest daughter of the Marquis of Cheng'en toyed with her jade cup, her nail polish scraping against the rim with a sharp sound: "Appearing here, perhaps?"

Li Xuanjing's knuckles, which were gripping the wine cup, suddenly turned white.

The glass cup shattered into a galaxy upon impact, silencing the entire audience in shock. He approached, stepping on the sharp, flowing light scattered across the floor, his black-gold python-patterned boots crushing over the spilled wine.

"Listen."

The gilded wine pot was kicked over, splashing water onto the embroidered skirts of the noble ladies.

He grabbed Gu Xiao's hand and pressed it against his throbbing neck, his smile like a poisoned knife: "This head hasn't bowed in twenty-three years, and now it hangs in Xiao Xiao's palm. I personally invited Madam Ling here, visiting Zhen Ding three times. If you're not satisfied, please leave."

Even though the women were unwilling, they had no choice but to be asked to disembark by Mo Feng and Zhui Feng.

The two appeared cold on the surface, but were secretly overjoyed, and tacitly agreed not to let anyone in to disturb them.

The awning boat pushed aside the crimson hue of the Qinhuai River, and Li Xuanjing, his black robe half-open, leaned against the bow, his fingertips brushing against Gu Xiao's hair.

"You really are...stubborn," Gu Xiao said, kicking her bare feet in the swaying river water, the jade bracelet on her wrist clinking softly. "Tomorrow, there will definitely be a huge uproar at the Emperor's place."

The unfinished words were overturned by the waves.

He suddenly pulled her by the waist and tumbled into the cabin, spilling the nuptial wine on the vermilion tray like a silver river. The instant the lantern fell, the lights of a thousand sails outside the porthole became mere illusions.

"If Madam had known I couldn't fake it at all, she wouldn't have needed to worry about me."

Her calloused palm pressed against the back of his neck, her warm breath tickling his pearl earring: "My heart has only one person; it cannot be given to anyone else."

The last notes of their voices faded between their pressed lips, and the "Phoenix Seeking Its Mate" melody drifting from a distant painted boat suddenly went off-key. He chuckled softly, his lips still tinged with hers, and wrapped her in a crane-feather cloak still damp with night dew. The silver chain around his waist, adorned with a newly repaired glass pendant, pressed right against her heart.

……

The Soul Gathering Orb in the center of the formation was filling up at a visible speed. Zhui Feng and Mo Feng were guarding Mu Qingyun and Ling Xiao, respectively.

"This Soul Gathering Orb is almost full, it seems the God and Fairy will wake up soon!" Zhui Feng said excitedly, but was unexpectedly hit hard by Hades.

"The next life may be the sweetest, but it's also the most prone to change. If it's not sweet, it's hard to achieve a complete union." Hades remained silent, lost in thought, which made Zhui Feng and Mo Feng's hearts pound with fear.