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

Song Zhaoming returned to his room and pulled out two letters written by Chu Yun from the stack of handwritten papers.

Born in the Southern Border and treated as a medicine man from a young age, he had never learned Chinese characters. Therefore, Song Zhaoming could not understand what was written on Chu Yun's envelope, but he could vaguely guess that it contained the name of that young master.

Only the head of the Xie family knew that Yan Huaiji wanted to marry Chu Yun, and the news had not spread. Therefore, Song Zhaoming was unaware that the Prince of An wanted to marry Chu Yun, while Chu Yun was in dire straits.

At this moment, Song Zhaoming felt a pang of sadness. Even though Chu Yun had returned to the Xie family, she still missed that young master Wang!

His eyes showed struggle. He didn't want to send the letter, but when he thought of Chu Yun's earnest gaze, he hesitated.

My mind is a jumbled mess, with two voices clashing against each other.

—You can't send letters. If you do, their relationship will become even closer. Do you want that?

—This letter must be delivered. You've already promised her, are you going to lie to her?

Two opposing thoughts tore at Song Zhaoming's mind, almost driving him mad.

He picked up the letter, angrily threw it on the ground, and decided to ignore it.

But soon he regretted it, picked up the letters scattered on the ground, held them in his hand, and rushed out.

This is the only time he'll help her. If she needs his help again regarding that young master Wang, he will never lend a hand.

Song Zhaoming folded the letter, stuffed it into his sleeve, and went out through the back door.

He was dressed plainly, was young, and deliberately kept his eyes down, so he didn't attract attention and left the mansion without any trouble.

He rented a horse and rode it towards the White Horse Temple.

On the day Chu Yun left, Yan Jinyu happened to be out on business. When he returned, he found the courtyard deserted. He asked the young monks at the temple and learned that Chu Yun had returned to the Xie residence.

Yan Jinyu almost couldn't resist returning to the capital to find her, but reason prevailed in the end.

The situation is chaotic now, so it's a good thing that she's returning to the Xie family. He'll be leaving soon too, and once he's settled things, if he's still safe and sound, he'll go find her and express his feelings.

Only after consoling herself with these words did Yan Jinyu calm down.

He sat in the side room, carefully considering what he needed to prepare next.

Just as I was lost in thought, I heard a knock on the door.

Yan Jinyu's eyes sharpened, she gripped her sword tightly, and stood up.

The person didn't speak, but just kept knocking on the door.

After receiving no response for a long time, the man became impatient and kicked the door.

The moment the door was kicked open, Yan Jinyu drew her sword, took a step forward, and thrust the sword out.

Sensing the killing intent and danger, Song Zhaoming dodged to the side, simultaneously throwing out the poisoned needle in his hand.

Yan Jinyu swung his longsword, knocking the poisoned needles to the ground.

"It's you! What do you mean by this?" Yan Jinyu sheathed her sword, and after seeing Song Zhaoming's face clearly, she spoke coldly.

Song Zhaoming glanced at him, his eyes full of disdain.

He raised his hand and reached into his sleeve.

Yan Jinyu gripped the sword in his hand, ready to strike.

Song Zhaoming noticed that he had raised his sword-wielding hand by half an inch and scoffed.

"I've come to deliver a message."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a folded letter from his sleeve.

"Miss asked me to bring this."

Yan Jinyu looked at him coldly and sheathed the sword in her hand.

He reached out to take the letter.

The letter had been delivered, and Song Zhaoming turned to leave.

"Wait a minute," Yan Jinyu called out to him.

Song Zhaoming paused slightly.

"Why did she suddenly leave?" Yan Jinyu asked.

"I don't know." After saying this, Song Zhaoming turned and walked away.

Although he didn't get the information he wanted, at least he had the letter Chu Yun gave him. Yan Jinyu didn't try to keep Song Zhaoming, and after he left, he closed the door and opened the envelope.

In her letter, Chu Yun stated that she was in a dangerous situation and hoped that Yan Jinyu could visit the Xie residence. She also requested that the letter be burned after reading it.

She would wait for him, but if Yan Jinyu still didn't appear by tomorrow, she would stop waiting.

Although Chu Yun didn't say what exactly happened, Yan Jinyu knew her well. If it weren't for an extremely urgent matter, Chu Yun wouldn't have written to him for help.

She must have encountered a very difficult situation!

Flames leaped and rolled up the letter, gradually engulfing it.

Looking at the letter that had turned into a pile of ashes, Yan Jinyu felt anxious.

He always felt that Chu Yun's sudden return to the Xie family was not a simple matter.

*

That night, Yan Jinyu, dressed in black, sneaked into the Xie residence.

Back at the Xie residence, Chu Yun was surrounded by even more servants.

Yan Jinyu was very careful and finally found Chu Yun's courtyard.

But something strange happened in her courtyard. The window on the west side of the room was wide open, and even though it was late at night, it seemed like there was still a light on inside.

It seems like an entrance was deliberately left for someone, to illuminate someone's vision.

Yan Jinyu frowned, crouched down, and slowly walked to the window.

Looking inside, the room was quiet, with a lamp lit, emitting a dim light that barely illuminated the room.

Through the heavy curtains, Yan Jinyu could vaguely see Chu Yun.

She sat on the bed, hugging her knees, resting her head on her knees, her eyes closed, like a homeless stray cat sitting cross-legged on the street, waiting for a kind person to take her in.

The interior was elegantly decorated and clean, yet she was so heartbroken, as if all this splendor had nothing to do with her.

Yan Jinyu's heart clenched suddenly. How could she have become like this after only a day apart!

Before he could climb through the window, Chu Yun opened her eyes and slapped her face hard, trying to wake herself up.

In a daze, Yan Jinyu's figure appeared before my eyes.

She chuckled self-deprecatingly. She had only asked Song Zhaoming to deliver the letter today; how could Yan Jinyu possibly appear now?

She closed her eyes, then opened them again, and the person was still in the same spot.

Chu Yun rubbed her eyes in disbelief, and when she looked closely, Yan Jinyu was right there, not gone, and he was looking at her too.

Chu Yun finally believed that she was not hallucinating, and that Yan Jinyu had really come.

Her eyes lit up, and before she could even put on her shoes, her feet were already on the ground as she ran towards the window.

Seeing this, Yan Jinyu also jumped through the window and entered.

After settling down, he strode towards Chu Yun.

"Young Master Wang, you've arrived." When the two were only a step apart, Chu Yun stopped abruptly and curtsied.

"Yes, I'm here," Yan Jinyu replied.

Chu Yun's eyes welled up with tears, her misty eyes fixed on Yan Jinyu, as if she had a thousand words to say to him.

"Hmm." The second-class maid who was keeping watch over the night turned over and murmured.

Chu Yun was so frightened that her body stiffened.

Yan Jinyu had already drawn the sword from his waist.

Upon discovering that the maid's murmurs were merely a dream, Chu Yun and Yan Jinyu both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, young master, I added sedative to her tea. She won't wake up," Chu Yun said in a low voice.

The window that was deliberately left open, the fact that she forced herself to sit on the bed without resting, and the fact that she gave the maid a calming drug—all these things prove that Chu Yun had been making things convenient for him, waiting for him to come to her.

What could be so important that she would go to such lengths to find him?