Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

Yan Huaiji's appearance here was no accident.

Although he was concerned about the situation and could not go to Baima Temple in person, he still sent spies to Baima Temple to investigate Chu Yun's situation.

Knowing that she practiced boxing with a masked man every day, Yan Huaiji sensed something was wrong.

Upon hearing from his scouts that Miss Lin and that man were very close and had an excellent relationship, Yan Huaiji was restless and wished he could go to Baima Temple immediately.

If reason hadn't stopped him, Chu Yun and Yan Jinyu wouldn't have been able to spend so many days together peacefully.

Emperor Qing'an was seriously ill. Although the imperial physicians tried their best to keep the news from him, and he insisted on attending court despite his illness, the powerful court officials already knew the news.

Court officials took sides, siding with Yan Huaiji and the Third Prince respectively, and the situation in the court changed every day.

Of the six ministers, only Xie, the Minister of Rites and Chu Yun's maternal uncle, and the Minister of War, who had always been close to General Lin, remained neutral; the others all joined different camps in this struggle for the crown prince position.

The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works pledged allegiance to Yan Huaiji, while the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Justice pledged allegiance to the Third Prince.

With the support of these two ministers, the Third Prince was able to rival Yan Huaiji in the court.

Having planned for this for many years, Yan Huaiji would certainly not sit idly by and wait for his doom.

The day before yesterday, Yan Huaiji's cronies presented evidence, denouncing the Minister of Personnel for selling official positions and attempting to destroy the foundation of the court; and the Minister of Justice for misjudging a major case, implicating people and desecrating the dignity of the laws of the Great Yan.

Every single one of these actions is clearly aimed at the Third Prince's faction.

But the evidence was solid, irrefutable proof. The Minister of Justice and the Minister of Personnel had served as officials for many years; how could their hands be completely clean?

Having been caught red-handed, Yan Huaiji's faction naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass.

Upon hearing the charges against the two officials, Emperor Qing'an was enraged and ordered them to be dismissed from their posts and imprisoned.

The Third Prince has lost his two greatest supporters in the court, making it difficult for him to compete with Yan Huaiji. The outcome of the struggle for the throne in Great Yan is already clear.

After Emperor Qing'an left the court, he fell into a coma. To show his filial piety, Yan Huaiji announced in front of the court officials that he would personally go to Baima Temple to ask Master Jinghai to come out of seclusion and cure Emperor Qing'an.

Before dawn the next day, Yan Huaiji set off from the Prince of Yan's residence and headed straight for the White Horse Temple.

Everyone assumed that Prince Yan was traveling with the army, but little did they know that he had already set off ahead on horseback to meet the man who was getting close to Chu Yun.

Now that he has arrived in person, Yan Huaiji understands that the scout's information was entirely true, and that he had even concealed some things, such as Lin Chuyun's intimate behavior with that man, seemingly oblivious to others.

When Yan Huaiji witnessed Chu Yun and Yan Jinyu's reluctant farewell, a surge of anger welled up in his chest, a feeling that was both oppressive and painful.

He dismounted, his gaze sweeping over Chu Yun before settling on Yan Jinyu, where he stared intently.

Yan Jinyu returned the gaze with icy indifference, not yielding an inch. He even reached out, took the sword, and shielded Chu Yun behind him, as if Chu Yun were his person and Yan Huaiji was not even worthy of a glance.

Provoked and guarded against by some nobody who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, Yan Huaiji laughed in anger.

Yan Jinyu and Yan Huaiji faced off in silence, their gazes clashing in a silent battle.

They were keenly aware of the other party's hostility towards them.

The root of this hostility lies with Chu Yun.

With Yan Jinyu protecting her behind her, Chu Yun frowned upon seeing Yan Huaiji, her eyes showing surprise. "Young Master Song, what brings you here?"

Her words caused both of them to pause slightly in surprise.

Yan Jinyu recalled that Pei Jianzhi had told him that Yan Huaiji had mistaken Chu Yun for Miss Cui. Could it be that Chu Yun also did not know Yan Huaiji's true identity?

Upon hearing the address "Young Master Song," Yan Huaiji finally regained a sliver of his reason.

Chu Yun didn't know his identity yet, so he had to remain calm.

Yan Huaiji's expression changed completely; the corners of his lips curved slightly, and the coldness in his eyes gradually faded.

“Young lady, we meet again. I just don’t know why you are here, and who is this?” Yan Huaiji said, his gaze shifting to Yan Jinyu.

Chu Yun said softly, "I came to Baima Temple to recuperate. This is Young Master Wang, my... good friend."

Then she said to Yan Jinyu, "That is Young Master Song, my good friend, who has helped me a lot in the past."

Ironically, both of them wore a fake identity and used false names in front of Chu Yun.

Yan Huaiji chuckled, "So it's Young Master Wang, a pleasure to meet you."

Yan Jinyu looked at him coldly. Although Yan Huaiji did not know him, he knew Yan Huaiji and had dealt with him several times. He knew that Yan Huaiji was a smiling tiger who would devour people without spitting out the bones.

Now that he has suddenly appeared here, it is clear that he has come for Chu Yun, so how could Yan Jinyu possibly give him a friendly look?

"Young Master Song, it's a pleasure to meet you." Yan Jinyu deliberately emphasized the word "Song," and sure enough, he saw Yan Huaiji's pupils shrink slightly, and surprise and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Yan Jinyu's eyes flickered slightly. This hit Yan Huaiji's sore spot. It seemed that he really did have a special relationship with Chu Yun.

The atmosphere between the two was truly bizarre; both were exceptionally elegant individuals, yet there was a sharp tension between them, like two needles clashing against each other.

Chu Yun stood there, pretending not to know anything, her gaze shifting between Yan Jinyu and Yan Huaiji.

“Young Master Wang, Young Master Song, since we have the chance to meet, why don’t we have a simple meal together?” Chu Yun tentatively suggested.

Yan Huaiji and Yan Jinyu's gazes immediately turned to Chu Yun.

Chu Yun blinked, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Neither of them spoke, seemingly waiting for the other to speak first.

Chu Yun waited for a while, but neither of them spoke, which made her feel rather awkward.

"What do you two gentlemen think?" she asked again.

"Go." That was Yan Huaiji's voice.

"I'm not going." That was Yan Jinyu's voice.

As soon as they finished speaking, the two immediately changed their tune.

Yan Huaiji: "I'm not going."

Yan Jinyu: "Go."

Chu Yun was completely bewildered, as if looking at flowers through a fog. "Should I go or not?"

Yan Jinyu opened her mouth, but Yan Huaiji spoke first: "Miss, the weather is not good today, the wind is a bit strong, you should go back and rest early. This young master and I hit it off immediately and I would like to have a private chat with him. After this matter is settled, I will come to find you. What do you think?"

Although he was speaking to Chu Yun, Yan Huaiji's eyes remained fixed on Yan Jinyu, never leaving her.

Yan Jinyu narrowed her eyes. Although she couldn't figure out what Yan Huaiji was up to, she accepted the offer: "Okay."

The two hit it off immediately. Chu Yun had nothing to say and could only agree: "In that case, let's reschedule for another day."

"Young Master Wang, you must let me know when you leave," Chu Yun said earnestly.

Yan Jinyu nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

Chu Yun barely suppressed her reluctance and said, "It's a deal."

"It's a deal," Yan Jinyu assured him.

The two were so in sync and so reluctant to part that Yan Huaiji, watching from the side, couldn't help but clench his fists until his knuckles turned white.

He gave a forced smile, "Young Master Wang, please."