Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic Woman Uses Her Stunning Beauty to Complete Missions

Shen Chumo looked at the two maids and smiled slightly. Her smile was as bright and beautiful as a flower blooming in spring.

"You are both good girls. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely get back your indentures and set you free."

Green Sleeve and Red Leaf were overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Your Highness. With your beauty, you will surely enjoy endless favor in this palace." The two women couldn't bear to look away from Shen Chumo. Even if the emperor was cruel, wasn't he still a man?

Shen Chumo sighed softly, "I hope so, but the palace is full of unpredictable events, and the road ahead may not be easy."

Her eyes, as clear as autumn water, gazed into the distance, as if pondering the various hardships and obstacles ahead.

Green Sleeves and Red Leaf exchanged a glance and secretly resolved to protect their mistress no matter what and help her solve her problems.

Outside the window, a figure disappeared after listening to the story.

After Shen Chumo entered the palace, her scumbag father and stepmother didn't give her a single penny. Fortunately, the Imperial Household Department had already taken care of her daily allowances, so she didn't lack anything.

Shen Chumo was a Jieyu (a concubine of the 6th rank), a rank that was neither high nor low. Currently, there was no Empress or concubine in the palace holding power in the harem, which saved Shen Chumo the trouble of paying her respects every day.

As dusk approached and the tyrant still hadn't summoned her, Shen Chumo lazily yawned and said, "Green Sleeves, Red Leaf, go fetch some hot water and get settled."

"Yes."

Cuiyu and Mingzhu were assigned by Shen Chumo to do some cleaning and chores in the outer bedroom.

Shen Chumo got up and sat in front of the mirror, starting to remove her hairpins. However, these jewels were too cumbersome to wrap around her hair, and Shen Chumo couldn't get it right for a long time. Instead, her hair became more and more messy.

Shen Chumo sighed, glanced outside, and

He called out, "Little Huaizi."

Xiao Huaizi entered the room and said, "This servant is here."

"Please help me take these hairpins down."

"Yes."

Xiao Huaizi walked behind Shen Chumo, carefully reached out her hand, and gently touched the hairpins.

His movements were extremely gentle, as if he were afraid of hurting Shen Chumo. His fingers were long and slender, and in the process of removing the hairpin, he inadvertently touched Shen Chumo's hair. The soft touch made his heart tremble slightly.

Xiao Huaizi's pupils were dark as she disassembled the box, saying, "Why doesn't Your Highness wait a little longer? Today is Your Highness's first day in the palace. Perhaps His Majesty will summon Your Highness soon."

Shen Chumo's eyes were already starting to drowsy, and she said in a soft, sweet voice, "But I'm really tired. I'll get up when it's time to be summoned."

Xiao Huaizi's fingers paused slightly, then she continued to gently remove the hairpin.

"Your Majesty is right. Then this servant will move even faster so that Your Majesty can rest sooner." Xiao Huaizi's voice was low and gentle.

Xiao Huaizi was quick and nimble, but when she removed a hairpin, she accidentally touched the wound on the back of Shen Chumo's head, causing Shen Chumo to gasp in pain.

Xiao Huaizi frowned slightly, his expression grave, and asked, "Why does Your Highness have a wound on your head?"

Shen Chumo lowered her eyes and said casually, "I accidentally bumped into something before entering the palace." But there was an indescribable sadness in her expression.

"Alright, I'll handle the rest myself. You can go now."

Xiao Huaizi was slightly taken aback, but still respectfully replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, this servant will take his leave."

Before leaving the room, Xiao Huaizi glanced at the beautiful woman sitting in front of the mirror. Her appearance was like that of a fairy descended from heaven, breathtakingly beautiful.

However, despite her unparalleled beauty, she exuded a deep sense of loneliness. Her eyes held a faint sadness, as if she were carrying a heavy burden. Her lips were slightly upturned, but with a bitter smile.

Xiao Huaizi paused for a moment, and then after Xiao Huaizi left, Shen Chumo's expression changed. He looked out the window and faintly curled the corners of his mouth.

...

As night fell, Xie Yanhuai sat in his bedchamber, his clothes half-open, revealing his muscular chest.

He held the intelligence report that the shadow guard had just delivered in his hand, his slender fingers gently turning the ring on his finger, which was inlaid with a mysterious gem that shimmered with a cold light.

His expression was inscrutable, making it difficult to discern his thoughts.

He raised his eyes slightly and said coldly, "Go, let everyone in Chang'an know that the most beautiful woman in Chang'an is Shen Chumo, the second young lady of the Minister of Works. Shen Huanyu, the eldest young lady of the Shen family, is nothing but a fraudster who pretends to be the most beautiful woman. She is not even as good as one of Shen Chumo's fingers."

Since he didn't want to be the number one beauty, then let Shen Huanyu live in Shen Chumo's shadow forever. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cruel smile.

At midnight, the sky was as black as ink.

Xie Yanhuai sneaked into Shen Chumo's bedchamber. Gazing at the sleeping beauty on the bed, a hint of infatuation flashed in Xie Yanhuai's eyes. He reached out and gently stroked Shen Chumo's jade-like face.

No woman had ever made him feel this way, made him want to get close to her and touch her. Why was this woman an exception?

Suddenly, Xie Yanhuai abruptly withdrew his hand, covered his face, and let out a low laugh.

He was finally no longer a monster. From childhood to adulthood, he had always loathed women's touch. Looking at their fake smiles and affected voices, Xie Yanhuai only felt disgusted and repulsed.

But Shen Chumo is different, but why she is different is something Xie Yanhuai himself couldn't figure out.

Xie Yanhuai took out the ointment from his pocket, and with his slender fingers he gently unscrewed the cap, releasing a faint medicinal fragrance.

After carefully applying the ointment to the wound on the back of Shen Chumo's head, Xie Yanhuai lowered his head and buried it in Shen Chumo's shoulder, taking a deep breath.

The fragrance of orchids filled Xie Yanhuai's nose. He closed his eyes and felt the fragrance spreading through his body. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but the fragrance seemed to have relieved his headache.

Xie Yanhuai looked at Shen Chumo with some surprise, his eyes flashing with a complex light, and murmured softly, "Could it be that you were sent by heaven to save me?"

Xie Yanhuai lay down next to Shen Chumo, staring at her blankly for a long time. As dawn approached, he reluctantly left.

After Xie Yanhuai left, Shen Chumo gently opened her eyes, her gaze clear and calm, as if nothing had happened.

In fact, she had already woken up shortly after Xie Yanhuai entered.

As she expected, Xie Yanhuai was indeed Xiao Huaizi.

Although it's unclear why this tyrant suddenly became interested in becoming a eunuch in her palace, judging from the current situation, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing; it might even help her achieve her plans more quickly.

Shen Chumo turned over and closed her eyes to sleep again, but the smell of the ointment lingered around her, making it impossible for her to calm her thoughts.

Shen Chumo sighed. Was Xie Yanhuai stupid? How could she pretend not to know about such an obvious ointment?