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

What happened inside the Xie residence remains unknown. The spies from other residences could only bring back news that His Highness Prince An and Minister Xie had a long conversation in the study that lasted for an hour.

After His Highness Prince An left, Minister Xie immediately sent his steward to Baima Temple to fetch Chu Yun back to the mansion.

"What happened? Why did my uncle summon me back to the manor in such a hurry?" Chu Yun asked.

The messenger only received news that Miss Biao was being taken back to the mansion; he knew nothing else.

"I was unaware, but my master instructed that Miss must return to the manor immediately and not delay."

Chu Yun couldn't help but frown. "I understand. Can I wait until I go see someone?"

"Miss, go and come back quickly," the steward said.

"I understand, I will come back as soon as possible and won't cause you any trouble," Chu Yun promised.

After saying that, she led Qingyuan and Qingying to Yan Jinyu's room.

However, they came up empty-handed; Yan Jinyu was not in the room.

"Where has Young Master Wang gone?" Qingyuan asked anxiously, as she couldn't find him at this crucial moment!

"He probably left because of something. He promised me that if he was leaving, he would definitely send me a message. He wouldn't lie to me. Never mind, getting back to the manor is the priority. Let's go first." After waiting for a while, there was still no sign of Yan Jinyu. Chu Yun gritted her teeth and said.

After taking one last look at the room, Chu Yun left with a heavy heart.

The group hurriedly traveled by carriage to the Xie residence.

Upon returning home, before she could even tidy up, Chu Yun was summoned to the study by Minister Xie, who had been waiting for her there for quite some time.

"Uncle, has something happened?" Chu Yun asked.

Minister Xie sighed, "A-Yun, tell your uncle the truth, have you met His Highness Prince An in private?"

Chu Yun was shocked. "Your Highness Prince An? No, I have never seen him before."

Minister Xie: "Really?"

Chu Yun: "It's absolutely true. Why did you suddenly mention Prince An, Uncle? Could it be that you summoned me home today because of Prince An?"

Minister Xie nodded, “That’s right. This morning, His Highness Prince An suddenly came to the Xie residence. I thought he wanted to win over the Xie family, but he didn’t mention it at all. Instead, he asked to marry you.”

Chu Yun was filled with astonishment, "How is that possible!"

“I also found it strange and immediately refused, but he said that he had met you a few times and felt that you were very compatible, and asked me to ask your opinion before making a decision.”

Minister Xie was taken aback by Yan Huaiji's words about having met only a few times, and hesitated for a moment. He could only ask Prince An to leave the residence, explaining that he would reply after asking Chu Yun's opinion.

Yan Huaiji did not insist, and left directly, saying that he would visit the Xie residence again the next day.

Minister Xie then hurriedly brought Chu Yun back.

Chu Yun knelt on the ground, "I truly have never seen His Highness Prince An. I beg my uncle to do justice for me."

The character "川" between Xie Shangshu's brows remained unchanged. He stood up and helped Chu Yun up. "A Yun, get up first and come and look at this painting."

Minister Xie led Chu Yun to the desk, where a painting was prominently displayed.

The painting depicts a young man dressed in princely attire, with a handsome face and an extraordinary presence.

Chu Yun's pupils contracted slightly, and she subconsciously said, "Young Master Song!"

She looked at Minister Xie in disbelief, "Could he be His Highness Prince An?"

When Chu Yun called out "Young Master Song," Minister Xie's face darkened. He stared intently at Chu Yun and nodded.

Chu Yun's legs went weak, and she could barely stand. "How could this be!"

Minister Xie closed his eyes in sorrow, "A-Yun, is it true that you and His Highness Prince An have an affair?"

Chu Yun shook her head repeatedly, "Absolutely not. I've only met him two or three times. We exchanged some poems and songs through the mailbox of Mo Shuzhai. There was no romantic relationship between us. He has never told me his identity. Uncle, I don't want to marry him. Please help me."

Minister Xie said, "Ayun, don't worry. Go back to your room first. Your uncle will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."

*

next day

His Highness Prince An visited the Xie residence again, specifically requesting to see Chu Yun.

Chu Yun hadn't slept well all night, and her eyes were dark and swollen. She looked at the figure standing in the hall with his back to her, and her eyes flickered slightly.

"May Your Highness Prince An enjoy boundless blessings." Chu Yun curtsied.

Yan Huaiji turned around. "Miss Lin, you may dispense with the formalities."

Chu Yun stood up, looked up at him, and sure enough, she saw that familiar face.

"So Young Master Song is His Highness Prince An." Her voice was colder than ever before.

"I cannot reveal my identity that day, please forgive me, Miss Lin," Yan Huaiji said.

Chu Yun remained expressionless. "Your Highness is joking. With Your Highness's status, whatever you do is right. There's really no need for you to say such things to me."

Yan Huaiji's eyes flickered slightly. "Are you angry?"

Chu Yun frowned. "This humble girl dares not be angry, but I do not understand why Your Highness told my uncle that you wanted to marry me?"

Seeing the reproach in her eyes, Yan Huaiji couldn't help but ask, "You don't want to marry me?"

"Your Highness! I have always been mindful of etiquette when I am with you, and I have never dared to overstep my bounds. Why would Your Highness make fun of my daughter?" Chu Yun pleaded, not wanting to anger Yan Huaiji.

“I’m not joking with you. I’m sincerely asking to marry you. If you’re willing, I’m willing to welcome you into my household with the honors due to a principal wife and to ensure you don’t suffer any grievances. Just tell me, are you willing or not?” Yan Huaiji said in a deep voice.

He pressed her relentlessly, constantly bringing up marriage. Chu Yun was powerless to resist and could only look at him earnestly, saying, "I don't want to marry."

"Is it because I broke off our engagement? I didn't know you back then. If I had known you were so wonderful, I would never have broken off the engagement. I hurt you, and I apologize to you," Yan Huaiji said.

Chu Yun shook her head. "Your Highness, my reputation is damaged, and I am not worthy of entering the royal family. I am well aware of this. Regarding the annulment of the engagement, neither I, the Xie family, nor my uncle have any complaints."

"You don't need to worry about falling into the water. I will report this to my father and ask him to issue an imperial decree to grant the marriage. With an imperial decree, no one will dare to object to this matter," Yan Huaiji said softly.

Chu Yun looked into his eyes and saw the seriousness in his eyes and brows. She knew he wasn't lying. A chill ran through her body and her vision went black.

If he were to actually request an imperial decree, there would be no turning back.

She bit her cheek, using the pain to regain some clarity, and knelt heavily on the ground.

The bone made a dull thud as it hit the ground, like a muffled thunderclap in Yan Huaiji's ears. He lowered his eyes and stared intently at Chu Yun.

Chu Yun seemed oblivious to the pain and immediately said, "Your Highness, it's not about annulment or anything else, it's just that I don't want to marry you. I am of humble appearance and frail body, unworthy of Your Highness."

Yan Huaiji stared blankly at the woman kneeling before him. Her words seemed to transform into steel knives, piercing his heart. The steel knives twisted and turned, causing him excruciating pain.

The shame and anger of being rejected mingled together, making him restless.

He said coldly, word by word, "You are unwilling to marry me, is it because you feel you are not good enough for me, or is it because of that Wang Yu?"