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

Yan Huaiji's words practically trampled Yan Jinyu's dignity and self-respect into the ground, as if he were utterly unworthy of anything.

In the past, this second prince was not like this.

He worked under Consort Jiang and was not favored by Emperor Qing'an, so he was naturally no match for Yan Jinyu, who held a superior position and was favored by the emperor.

The once timid and cautious little boy has grown into the arrogant and domineering person he is today.

The innocent face in my memory gradually overlapped with the ruthless young man in front of me, whose eyes and brows were filled with murderous intent.

Who would have thought that they were once brothers?

If it weren't for the chaos caused by Yan Huaiji's maternal clan, how could Yan Jinyu have ended up like this today! And how could the Wang family have been destroyed!

Yan Jinyu's heart burned with intense hatred.

He looked coldly at Yan Huaiji, "You are not good enough for her."

Yan Huaiji laughed instead of getting angry, "Whether I am a good match for her or not is none of your business. I'll say it again, if you dare to come again, my archers will riddle you with bullets. If you're not afraid of death, go ahead and try."

He left those words behind, mounted his horse with a flourish, and rode away.

Yan Jinyu stared at Yan Huaiji, who was riding on horseback surrounded by people. With the last bit of strength he had mustered, he suddenly knelt down. If he hadn't been holding his sword for support, he probably wouldn't have been able to maintain his kneeling position.

One rode proudly on horseback, while the other knelt on the ground in distress. The former brothers, separated for many years due to the grudges of the previous generation, were now in vastly different situations.

Now they are also turning against each other for the people and things they want to protect.

Perhaps this is the tragedy of being born into royalty.

After Yan Huaiji walked away, several dark figures darted out and took Yan Jinyu away.

He was meticulous and thoughtful, so he would not go to the capital alone.

The two groups of people disappeared into the vast night, and could no longer be found.

*

next day

Chu Yun went to pay her respects to Madam Xie early in the morning, and then went to the courtyards of her two aunts and two sisters to chat with them.

After walking around like this, it was almost noon.

Chu Yun declined Xie Shuyue's invitation to dine and slowly walked in the back garden of the Xie residence.

Birds and butterflies flutter about, and hundreds of flowers bloom in beauty.

Chu Yun had walked too much and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Qing Yuan said with concern, "Miss, go back to the courtyard and rest. You've almost walked the entire Xie mansion this morning. Your body can't take it anymore."

Qingying also said, "Yes, Miss."

Chu Yun looked up and saw the worry welling up in their eyes. Her heart ached, and she felt a tightness in her chest.

"Okay, go back."

She took one last look at the brightly blooming peach blossoms, then looked away and slowly walked away.

Qingying, standing behind her, frowned, grabbed Qingyuan's hand, and whispered, "Miss, why are you acting so strangely today? You've seen every corner of this garden countless times, so why are you still so reluctant to leave?"

Qingyuan didn't take it to heart. "What's the big deal? Perhaps Miss has been troubled these past few days and wants to clear her head. Don't overthink it, hurry up and catch up!"

Qingyuan is shallow-minded and doesn't think too deeply.

Qingying was still worried. She couldn't pinpoint what was wrong with her young mistress, but something just felt off.

Perhaps it's precisely because she's so normal that she seems strange.

"Hey, let's go!" Qingyuan saw that Qingying was distracted and pulled her by the arm.

Upon returning to the courtyard, Chu Yun dismissed Qing Yuan and Qing Ying, then secluded herself in her room, seemingly doing nothing in particular.

Seeing Qingying looking into the room with a bitter expression, Qingyuan couldn't help but say, "Miss must be upset that she can't have her way. Don't worry too much, Miss still needs us to take care of her."

Qingying nodded blankly without saying a word.

What she didn't tell Qingying was that this morning, when she checked the money box that her mistress had entrusted to her for safekeeping as usual, she unexpectedly saw her mistress open the box and take away almost all the silver notes.

The young lady trusted her and entrusted her with the safekeeping of the land deeds and silver notes. She dared not slack off and would check them regularly every day. No one knew about this habit except for Qingying, who ate and lived with her.

The young lady naturally didn't know, and that's why she witnessed the young lady collecting the silver notes.

If the young lady wanted money, she could have just told her. Why did she have to go and get it herself, and take so much money with her?

Unless the whereabouts of this money are something that no one else, including her and Qingyuan, can know.

And today, Miss Xie was unusually thorough, visiting almost the entire Xie residence. Every single thing she did kept Qingying on edge, unable to put her mind at ease.

*

As night fell, the courtyard was completely silent.

Chu Yun packed her things and sat quietly by the bed, gazing out the window.

She hoped that Yan Jinyu would appear at the window to pick her up, just like yesterday.

Meanwhile, Yan Jinyu, whom she longed for, was caught in a dilemma.

Yan Huaiji's timely appearance yesterday proves that he was paying close attention to Chu Yun's every move.

If he takes Chu Yun away, Yan Huaiji will definitely not stand idly by. At that time, not only will he not be able to take Chu Yun away, but he will also likely expose his identity, leading to the complete failure of the plan.

For an entire day, Yan Jinyu agonized between going and not going, almost driving herself crazy.

He sat in the chair, his eyes blank, his features hidden in the deep night, his eyes brimming with endless storms, his whole being sinking into an endless tug-of-war.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Jinyu finally made up her mind, gripped her sword, and rushed out the door.

Upon seeing this, Yan Jinyu's loyal subordinates, who were guarding outside the door, knelt down and pleaded in unison, "Your Highness, please don't go."

Although the subordinates did not know what Yan Jinyu was going to do, after yesterday's incident, they could guess where the prince was going.

At such a critical moment, going up against Prince An is too dangerous!

It's not worth putting years of scheming into danger for the sake of a woman!

The lord they swore to follow should not be like this.

"I hope Your Highness will prioritize the overall situation!" said an elderly man with gray hair and a high-pitched voice.

He was a capable eunuch by Empress Wang's side. After Empress Wang committed suicide, he protected Yan Jinyu as they struggled to survive in the deposed crown prince's residence.

A once-respected eunuch was willing to disguise himself as a dog and endure ridicule in order to get a bite to eat for his young master.

Yan Jinyu will always remember the kindness shown to each other during their humble beginnings.

He was rooted to the spot by those words.

"I'll be right back." After a long silence, Yan Jinyu finally spoke, her voice hoarse and unpleasant, as if it had rolled on sand.

He gripped his sword tightly and, amidst pleas for mercy, turned and left.

The pleas behind him were like ropes, dragging Yan Jinyu's ankles and making every step difficult.

No matter how difficult it was, he moved forward step by step with determination.

Simply because Chu Yun was waiting for him, he had to go pick her up.

"Your Highness, have you really forgotten the last words the Empress said to you? Have you forgotten how she was forced to her death by those people?"

Just as Yan Jinyu was about to step out of the courtyard gate, Eunuch Wang suddenly raised his voice.

That final step was something Yan Jinyu simply couldn't take.

What were the Empress Dowager's last words?