Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

In the twentieth year of the Tianqian era, Gu Yao turned eighteen and was permitted to leave home to travel for a year.

In the twenty-first year of the Tianqian era, Gu Yao, then nineteen, returned to the capital.

Three years ago, Gu Yao lured away the pursuers alone, but was surrounded and killed in a nearby forest. He was seriously injured, but fortunately, Steward Chen had seen Xi Yue before and reported the matter to Master Fan.

Grandpa Fan was a sensible man. Fearing something might happen to his grandson, he secretly sent a team to follow Gu Yao from a distance, which delayed the matter for so long.

The assassins who led the assassination discovered that Gu Yao was not their target and knew they had been lured away. Given their high-profile operation, the assassins from Xiyue would surely have come running. By now, Gu Yao must have been rescued long ago.

Seeing that Gu Yao also comes from a powerful family, killing him would obviously make this deal unprofitable.

The initially fierce attack gradually subsided, the assassins exchanged glances, and quickly retreated.

However, Gu Yao was seriously injured after this ordeal, and his already weak body became even more frail.

It took a long time for him to be able to walk.

The Fan family kept the news under wraps, only saying to the outside world that the young master's old illness had relapsed.

No one knew that Gu Yao was critically ill several times during that period, and it was only thanks to the Gu and Fan families' search for rare medicinal herbs that his life was kept afloat.

It took two more years of careful recuperation for Gu Yao to slowly recover.

However, Gu Yao knew that this body's lifespan, if calculated now, was less than five years.

In the past two years, Gu Yao has gained considerable fame in the Jiangnan region. Now, he is returning to the capital in December, hoping to spend the New Year with his family.

More often than not, he accepted Prince Yi's invitation to return to the capital to participate in a poetry gathering.

The imperial examination will be held in the capital next February. Talented scholars from all over the country are now gathering in the capital, and poetry gatherings and philosophical discussions are also held in the capital.

Gu Yao has always kept a low profile, but he still wants to compete for this empty reputation.

He is the second son of the Gu family, and he cannot disgrace the Gu family's century-old reputation.

The poetry gathering before the Lunar New Year was hosted by Prince Yi and several renowned scholars from the capital. It also had the largest number of participants, with almost all the famous and talented people who could be named receiving invitations.

Gu Yao competed in poetry with talented scholars from all over the world at the poetry gathering. He appeared in a low-key manner, but he overpowered all the talented scholars and won the championship of the poetry gathering, making a name for himself among the talented scholars of the world.

After debating with others for a long time at the poetry gathering, enduring the cold wind for so long, and then being moved to see an old friend, Gu Yao fell seriously ill upon returning to the Prime Minister's residence.

However, this did deter many people who had heard of Gu Yao's talent and wanted to visit him, allowing Gu Yao to rest for a while.

Gu Yao was ill for another half a month, and only recovered near the end of the year.

Because Gu Yao was ill, he was granted special permission not to attend the banquet at the palace, so Gu Yao went out on the street with his servant.

Amidst the clamor and bustling crowd, Gu Yao and his servant became separated. Carrying the almond shortbread and white jujube cake he had just bought, Gu Yao sighed, unsure of what to do.

The capital has changed a lot in recent years. He used to be a sickly man who rarely left his home. Now, after three years of wandering, he walks on the street and sees crowds of people, but he can't even find his way home.

Just as I was about to ask the system to guide me, I heard a system notification first.

"Host, the Chosen One is coming your way."

Gu Yao quickly got into character, hanging his head in distress, making sure Xi Yue could see his most innocent and pitiful profile.

Sure enough, Gu Yao heard a familiar voice asking a question.

"Did you get separated from your servants, Young Master Gu? If you don't mind, I can escort you back to the Prime Minister's residence."

Gu Yao smiled with his head down.

Sure enough, it came.

He looked up abruptly, his expression now a mixture of surprise and astonishment.

On the carriage that had stopped in front of him, Xi Yue lifted the curtain and asked himself a question.

They had only caught a glimpse of each other at the last poetry gathering, and neither of them had a chance to speak, but now they could see each other clearly.

Compared to three years ago, Xi Yue has become much more gloomy.

His skin was pale from years of lack of sunlight, and his once amorous peach blossom eyes were now filled with gloom. His guarded expression hung over his handsome and delicate face, making him seem devoid of any human warmth, more like a vengeful ghost.

At an age when one should be carefree and exuberant, they have been worn down to nothing but exhaustion and sharp, hurtful thorns.

Gu Yao felt a dull ache in his heart, and his eyes stung with tears. He dared not look Xi Yue in the eye any longer.

The reunion of old friends should have been a joyous occasion, but now it is mostly filled with sorrowful weeping.

Gu Yao wanted to reunite with Xi Yue, but he knew that Xi Yue probably wouldn't recognize him, and he was even more afraid of stirring up his painful memories.

He wanted to know what Xi Yue had gone through all these years that had turned the gentle Ling Jiu into the gloomy Prince An he was today.

Seeing Gu Yao's tearful appearance, 0529 was so startled that she dropped the snacks in her hand.

"Host... what's wrong with you?"

Could it be that she's actually fallen for the chosen one?

Gu Yao was almost startled out of character by the system's trembling voice, thankfully he was looking down at the moment.

Gu Yao: Thanks for the invitation, I almost broke apart.

"I'm getting into character, don't disturb me."

Hearing Gu Yao's voice, the system breathed a sigh of relief.

If a host that has been found with great difficulty falls in love with someone from a small world, they will be humanely destroyed.

0529 obediently shut up her microphone, quietly shrank into a corner, and watched Gu Yaoyan.

Xi Yue also realized that he had gone mad; he was never one to meddle in other people's business.

The second son of the Gu family, now the most talented scholar, when did it become his turn to be pitied as a prince despised by his own father?

Seeing Gu Yao's dejected and pitiful appearance, he felt a pang of pity and was momentarily dazed.

If that young master had survived, he would be this age now.

Seeing that Gu Yao was still hanging his head and not saying a word, Xi Yue lowered the carriage curtain and said in a light voice, "It was my abruptness. If Young Master Gu is unwilling, then so be it."

Before the carriage could leave, Gu Yao moved with incredible speed, as if afraid the person would escape, and climbed onto the carriage by gripping the shaft.

This is a great opportunity to show off your face, how could Gu Yao miss it?

Gu Yao lifted the curtain and entered the carriage, bowing respectfully.

"Your Highness's kindness is too much for me to refuse."

Xi Yue looked at Gu Yao, whose eyes were bright and clear, with slightly red rims and still damp with moisture. You could see right through them.

The emotions inside were exceptionally complex, making it impossible for Xi Yue to understand.

If I had to put it into words, it would probably be a mix of joy, sadness, and...heartache.

Do you feel sorry for them, pity them?

He does not need it.

Xi Yue was inexplicably annoyed. Now even a sickly person would pity him?

Gu Yao hesitated several times before speaking. He wanted to show concern for Ajiu, no, it should be Xiyue now.

Yet they lacked the standing to do so; no matter how close they had been before, they were now nothing more than strangers.

Even today, the fact that he allowed me to ride in a carriage is probably only because my father is the prime minister.

Now is not a good time to strike up a conversation; we can't just stay in the car forever.

Seeing Xi Yue's gloomy face, Gu Yao dared not mention anything about their childhood, for fear of hurting him in the slightest.

It should be a joyous occasion to reunite with someone you thought you'd never see again.

Since the past is gone, let's start anew.

Once Gu Yao understood the crux of the matter, he felt enlightened and his mood improved considerably.

Before getting out of the carriage, Gu Yao turned around and bowed to Xi Yue, saying, "Thank you very much, Your Highness. It was too rushed tonight, but I will definitely visit you another day to express my gratitude."

Xi Yue was taken aback; he truly hadn't expected Gu Yao to say that.

Just as he was about to refuse, Gu Yao didn't give him a chance, lifting the carriage curtain and jumping off the carriage.

Xi Yue: ...

Never mind, they didn't say which day it would be another day.

He's probably just talking the talk.

Xi Yue didn't care much. Now that he was no longer favored by his father, who would rush to curry favor with him?

Xi Yue glanced at the oil paper packages next to him; they contained Qin Ji's almond shortbread and Xu Ji's white jade date cake.

Xi Yue stared at the two pastries, lost in thought.

Seriously speaking, the month or so he spent in the farmhouse should have been the happiest time of his more than 20 years.

No need to face deceit and treachery, no need to pursue fame and fortune, and there's a child to keep me entertained every day.

He can cook for himself and also make delicious pastries.

The white jade jujube cake was something he had made for himself, and the almond shortbread was something he had promised to make for himself.

He had bought white jade jujube cakes from many stores, but the young master's were still the best.

Xi Yue twirled his fingers, clenched his fist, and closed his eyes to conceal his thoughts.

Liar, you promised to make almond cookies.

There will never be another chance...

Xi Yue lowered her eyes, reached out and handed the pastries to the coachman, asking him to deliver them to the Prime Minister's residence.

"Your Highness, Young Master Gu's things have been handed over to the people of the Prime Minister's residence."

Xi Yue's eyes darkened, and he said softly, "Let's go."

The carriage headed in another direction.

Gu Yao took the pastries from the servant and smiled triumphantly.

These are the two kinds of pastries I bought today.

I wonder if Your Highness Prince An has remembered anything?