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

Hearing that Yan Jinyu was alright, Chu Yun's heart, which had been clenched with anxiety, gradually calmed down.

She sat there all night, waiting for Yan Jinyu, but he didn't think he had deliberately broken his promise. He must have encountered some difficulties that prevented him from coming.

Chu Yun completely ignored Yan Huaiji's words, only murmuring, "It's good that he's alright."

Yan Huaiji kept staring at Chu Yun, and when he saw her obviously relaxed expression and the fact that she was almost crying, his brows furrowed deeply.

Not to mention that Chu Yun kept saying she cared about that cowardly man.

"Lin Chuyun, think this through carefully. The person you care about doesn't even dare to show his face because of my threats. Tell me, how much do you mean to him?" Yan Huaiji said coldly.

Chu Yun looked at him with disdain and said sarcastically, "Besides using your status and position to intimidate me and threaten him, what else can you do?"

"How much sincerity do you have for me? You're just resentful because I don't like you. But for such a ridiculous reason, you insist on making me marry you. How despicable your heart is!"

"You were the one who disliked my tarnished reputation, treated me coldly, and forced me to tarnish my own image by breaking off the engagement. Now, you're the one who wants to force me into marriage for your own selfish reasons. Your Highness, how could someone like you possibly be my true love? You are no match for him in my heart."

Now that things have turned ugly, Chu Yun has no intention of letting Yan Huaiji have his way. She may be physically weak, but she is not weak in spirit.

Yan Huaiji clearly bullied her and hurt the people she cared about, so she would make Yan Huaiji feel pain in return.

Doesn't he care about his reputation? Chu Yun tore his reputation to shreds, making him see for himself just how pathetic he is.

Yan Huaiji was indeed furious.

This woman really knows how to provoke him.

"So what? Remember this: for the rest of your life, you can only be mine!"

Chu Yun smiled bitterly, "Yes, I can't escape, but it won't be that simple for you to find me. I will never like you!"

Yan Huaiji's eyes turned icy cold.

He was about to say something when An Yi suddenly rushed in, her eyes filled with anxiety.

"Your Highness!" An Yi came to Yan Huaiji's side, leaned close to his ear, and whispered a few words.

Although Chu Yun couldn't hear what they were saying, she could tell from Yan Huaiji's sudden change in expression that he had encountered a difficult situation.

It seems that his war with Yan Jinyu is about to begin.

Yan Huaiji took one last look at Chu Yun, who stood there with cold eyes, and hurriedly left.

*

What gave Yan Huaiji such a headache was no small matter; it could even be described as a major event that shocked the court and the public.

After Master Jinghai entered the palace, Emperor Qing'an followed his advice and rested in bed, entrusting all affairs of the court to Yan Huaiji.

Nothing major happened at the morning court session. When Yan Huaiji went to pay his respects to Emperor Qing'an and request an imperial decree to grant him a marriage, everything proceeded as usual.

Although Emperor Qing'an did not immediately agree to the marriage, Yan Huaiji was confident that everything would go as he wished.

Unexpectedly, within a short period after he left the palace, more than a dozen officials jointly submitted a memorial, listing dozens of crimes committed by the Jiang family—including condoning wicked servants to injure people and seizing the people's land...

What troubled Yan Huaiji the most was the Jiang family's possession of the northern border defense map, their years of collusion with foreign enemies, and the Wang family's treason case from fifteen years ago that was brought to light.

Treason is a crime that, once committed, can bring down even a powerful royal family overnight.

How could Yan Huaiji not be anxious?

The palace was heavily guarded; if Yan Huaiji hadn't planted a spy by Emperor Qing'an's side long ago, he wouldn't have known about this.

Just as he was galloping wildly towards the palace gate, a group of people suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

The visitor was Shen Rugui, the leader of the Great Yan Guard, a personal guard of Emperor Qing'an.

This imperial guard is loyal to the emperor and obeys only his orders; it is Emperor Qing'an's most important trump card.

"Your Highness, please stop." Shen Rugui said in a deep voice, holding a long sword.

"Commander Shen, are you trying to block my path?" Yan Huaiji's eyes flashed sharply.

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare, but I am acting on His Majesty's orders to ask you to return to your residence to rest," Shen Rugui said.

Yan Huaiji: "Is this an attempt to place me under house arrest?"

Shen Rugui: "This subordinate is unaware. Please, Your Highness, move aside. His Majesty has said that Your Highness must wait patiently."

Shen Rugui's arrival with the Great Yan Guards indicated that there was no room for reversal in this matter, and Yan Huaiji could not utter a single word of dissent regarding Emperor Qing'an's orders.

Finally, Yan Huaiji dismounted and returned to the Prince An's residence.

The door slammed shut.

Not only the Prince An's Mansion, but also the Jiang family's Mansion was sealed off, and the people in the mansion were not allowed to go out at will.

The crisis that befell the Wang family years ago seems to be repeating itself.

In the capital, another bloody storm broke out, and the wealthy and powerful lived in constant fear.

*

Emperor Qing'an's Palace

Emperor Qing'an, whose hair was almost half white, sat with difficulty in his chair and looked down at the ministers, who were all the people who had impeached the Jiang family.

Some of them were the third son's men, some had connections with the Wang family, and some were his confidants.

It seems that those who wanted to destroy the Chiang family went to great lengths.

He naturally had to go with the flow.

Not long after, the rest of the court officials rushed over as ordered.

When everyone arrived, Emperor Qing'an did not speak immediately, but deliberately left them to their own devices, letting them kneel for a long time.

"I am aware of what you have said. Issue an edict ordering the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review to thoroughly investigate the Jiang family's affairs. I require a result within three days."

Time ticked by, and Emperor Qing'an finally spoke.

Although he was ill, his imposing presence was still awe-inspiring. His sharp eyes swept over those who had been immersed in officialdom for decades, and even these seasoned veterans couldn't help but tense up and lower their heads even further.

"I am ill, and the Great Yan still needs to rely on you all. Please get up." Emperor Qing'an's tone softened.

The ministers slowly rose to their feet.

"As for the Wang family's affairs, I'll leave it to Lin Ruhui to handle," Emperor Qing'an added.

Lin Ruhui was a true confidant of Emperor Qing'an. He was not affiliated with any faction in the court, and having him thoroughly investigate the old cases would be enough to convince the public.

"Li Yugui, Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Chu Zhao, Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice..." Emperor Qing'an read out the names of several people, including those of Yan Huaiji and those of the Third Prince.

“I know perfectly well what you have done. You have formed cliques for personal gain and murdered the innocent. Your crimes are unforgivable. Throw them into prison and be executed in three days.”

As soon as Emperor Qing'an finished speaking, the Great Yan Guards, who were stationed nearby, took action and arrested all the ministers whose names had been mentioned.

Cries of injustice and pleas for mercy rose and fell.

All the ministers lowered their heads and held their breath; a few of the more timid ones trembled with fear.

"I am tired, all of you may leave."

After giving two instructions and reprimanding everyone, Emperor Qing'an dismissed his court officials.

The courtiers who escaped the disaster walked out of the palace and saw Consort Jiang, who held immense power in the six palaces, kneeling at the palace gate.

When they arrived, the Imperial Concubine was already kneeling here. Judging by the time, she had been kneeling for about half an hour.

When has Consort Jiang, so noble and esteemed, ever suffered such humiliation?

It seems that the world of Great Yan is about to change.