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

Consort Jiang knelt outside the main hall, unable to receive an audience with Emperor Qing'an. Her usually proud face was now filled with despair.

With the Jiang family's property seized and Prince An confined to his residence, Consort Jiang was truly terrified.

She recalled the day fifteen years ago when the Wang family's treason was finally settled.

Empress Wang was in the same situation. She knelt before the main hall, her head bleeding profusely from kowtowing, but she still couldn't catch a glimpse of Emperor Qing'an.

In the end, she and her son were both imprisoned in the cold palace and died there.

One tall building rises, another collapses.

Today I am triumphant, tomorrow he will be triumphant.

The heart of an emperor is unfathomable, and the love of an emperor is as fleeting as smoke.

Consort Jiang seemed to understand what the utterly despondent look on Empress Wang's face when she walked out of the main hall that day truly meant.

Her silence stemmed from her cold heart.

It's so cold. Despite the bright sunshine, Consort Jiang couldn't help but shiver.

Is the Jiang family really going to follow in the footsteps of the Wang family?

"Your Majesty, I beg you to see me. I have something to say," Consort Jiang raised her voice.

The chief eunuch, Gao, who served Emperor Qing'an, stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, His Majesty does not wish to see you. Please return home."

Consort Jiang ignored her and continued, "Your Majesty, my father and brothers would never betray the Great Yan. I beg you to show leniency and clear their names."

“Your Majesty, if you continue like this, you will only further anger His Majesty. This will not do you any good either. His Majesty is about to rest. Please go back,” Eunuch Gao advised.

After pleading for a long time, she still did not receive an audience with Emperor Qing'an. Finally, Consort Jiang gave up hope and, supported by her maids, staggered away.

Grandpa Gao sighed.

In this palace, people are dying all the time, and blood is constantly seeping from the ground.

It just depends on who gets to turn.

*

After such a major incident, as soon as Minister Xie returned, he ordered the main gate to be locked and refused to see any guests. Then he went to Madam Xie's Qingsong Hall.

All the people in charge of the Xie family went to Qingsong Hall, and no one noticed the strange thing that happened in Chuyun's courtyard last night.

After returning to the courtyard, Chu Yun fell asleep immediately.

She didn't close her eyes all night; her mind was a jumble of thoughts, sometimes worrying about Yan Jinyu's safety, sometimes resenting him for not coming.

Only after hearing firsthand that Yan Huaiji had not harmed Yan Jinyu did Chu Yun's tense nerves relax.

She lay in bed, pale and frail, her brow furrowed even in her sleep.

Qingying stood by the bed and murmured, "Miss, what exactly do you want to do?"

Chu Yun, still asleep, was unable to answer her question.

Chu Yun was soon summoned away by Minister Xie after waking up.

"Ayun, a major event has occurred today, concerning Prince An, and your uncle has no choice but to tell you," Minister Xie said in a deep voice.

He assumed his niece and Prince An were in love, but feared that the news of the Jiang family being enfeoffed and Prince An being confined would upset his niece.

But keeping it from her wasn't an option, so Minister Xie decided to tell her everything.

"Is it about the marriage agreement? Has His Majesty really agreed?" Chu Yun asked in a trembling voice.

Minister Xie glanced at her and said in a deep voice, "Ayun, today a court official listed the crimes of the Jiang family, including the charge of treason. His Highness Prince An has been implicated and is now under house arrest. I'm afraid your marriage to him will not be finalized anytime soon."

Chu Yun was stunned and asked, "Really?"

Minister Xie, thinking his niece was too grief-stricken, couldn't help but comfort her, "A-Yun, once this storm passes, your uncle will look after your marriage. Don't be too sad..."

Upon catching a glimpse of Chu Yun's smile, Minister Xie's mind went blank, and words of comfort stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered.

Chu Yun could hardly contain her smile.

"Great!"

Minister Xie blinked and found that Chu Yun's smile had not disappeared but had become even brighter, leaving him completely bewildered.

"Ah Yun, have you suffered too much trauma? Could you be possessed?" Minister Xie's eyes flashed with worry.

Chu Yun smiled gently, "No, Uncle, listen to me..."

When Minister Xie heard how Prince An had pressured Chu Yun and tried to force her to marry him, the usually amiable and modest gentleman turned red with anger, raised his hand, and slammed it hard on the table.

"This Prince An is far too audacious! Does he think the Xie family has no one to rely on? How dare he be so arrogant! Does he think the throne is destined to be his?"

Minister Xie was so angry that he almost roared.

"And you, you've kept such a big thing from us all this time. If the Jiang family hadn't gotten into trouble, would you really have married that despicable Prince An?"

Chu Yun lowered her eyes, remained silent, and waited quietly for Minister Xie's anger to subside.

Feeling sorry for Chu Yun, Minister Xie waved his hand and said, "Alright, go back and rest."

Chu Yun: "Yes."

Just as she was about to step out of the study, she heard Xie Shangshu's voice behind her.

“Ah Yun, we are family, you must learn to rely on us.”

Chu Yun paused slightly, her eyes stinging.

"Thank you uncle."

These words were spoken on behalf of the original owner.

The man in front of me, who was worrying about his niece, was unaware that the child he had watched grow up was no longer alive.

She died in the power struggle in the capital, and at the bottom of that cold river.

Back in the courtyard, Chu Yun still had to face the concern of Qing Ying and Qing Yuan.

This time, she didn't choose to hide it, but instead told him about her plan to leave with Yan Jinyu.

Qingyuan was stunned. She had never expected her young mistress to be so bold. "It seems that Qingying's worries were not unfounded."

Chu Yun looked at Qingying beside her, "You guessed it?"

Qingying shook her head. "How could that be? I just thought Miss was a little strange, but I didn't expect you to want to leave with that young master. Otherwise, I wouldn't have drunk the soup that Miss ordered to be prepared."

The water had been laced with medicine; otherwise, everyone in the courtyard wouldn't have been sleeping so soundly.

"I'm sorry for making you worry." Chu Yun looked guilty.

Qingying: "Miss, please don't think like that. I know you're keeping it from us for our own good."

Qingyuan: "Yes, Miss, there's nothing we can do to help you. You have to save yourself. How could we blame you? We can only blame that Prince An for being so despicable! Fortunately, heaven has eyes and made him suffer a great setback."

When she said this, her eyebrows and eyes were squeezed together, and her fierce look was not annoying at all, but rather kind of cute.

Chu Yun and Qing Ying couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Qingyuan scratched her head and laughed too.

“Prince An is hateful, but I feel sorry for Miss because he coerced her into giving up on her.” Qingyuan said again, she was really upset at this moment.

Chu Yun's smile faded.

Qingyuan realized she had said the wrong thing and remained silent.

"You can all leave now. I want to rest by myself for a while."

Chu Yun lowered her eyelids, her voice dejected.

Qingying quickly pulled Qingyuan away to prevent her from speaking recklessly again.