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

The guests rose and bowed.

Yan Huaiji said calmly, "Get up, all of you!"

After everyone was seated, Wang Jianzhi said calmly, "Your Highness Prince An, how have you been?"

The Jiang and Wang families have a blood feud, and Yan Huaiji and Wang Jianzhi are enemies from birth.

In addition, Yan Huaiji's act of taking Chu Yun away in front of Wang Jianzhi during their last meeting was already an insult to Wang Jianzhi.

Not to mention, Minister Xie had also told Wang Jianzhi about Yan Huaiji's attempt to forcibly marry Chu Yun, and warned him to be careful of Prince An's potential rebellion.

Upon careful consideration, it becomes clear that Wang Jianzhi and Yan Huaiji are truly natural enemies.

Yan Huaiji naturally shared the same thoughts.

Wang Jianzhi got there first and married Chu Yun. The Jiang family fell because of the Wang family, so he wouldn't have any goodwill towards Wang Jianzhi.

As the saying goes, when enemies meet, they become jealous of each other.

The chill emanating from the two of them was truly terrifying.

The guests had a bad feeling.

Although the details of the conflict between Yan Huaiji, Wang Jianzhi, and Chu Yun are unknown, the overt grudges between the Wang and Jiang families are enough to set off alarm bells for everyone.

These two men, one a prince and the other a marquis, are sworn enemies. If they were to truly fight, only innocent bystanders would be affected.

But given the current situation, there was no way to slip away unnoticed. The guests could only sit on their chairs with utmost caution, like quails.

"The Marquis of Zhongyong is celebrating his birthday today, and I have come to ask for a cup of celebratory wine," Yan Huaiji said coldly, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

“Guests are welcome, Your Highness, please come in,” Wang Jianzhi said.

Yan Huaiji ignored him, walked past Wang Jianzhi, and went straight into the hall.

He casually walked to a table of guests, his gaze sweeping over them. Everyone lowered their eyes, not daring to meet his eyes.

Even if Prince An has lost power, he is still not someone they can afford to offend.

Seeing that everyone was avoiding him, Yan Huaiji sneered, picked up the wine pot on the table, opened the lid, and drank the wine.

The cold liquor flowed down his throat, making Yan Huaiji feel a chill run through his veins.

After downing a pot of wine, he slammed it down hard, and the pot fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The enormous sound sent shivers down everyone's spines.

The guests closest to Yan Huaiji felt difficulty breathing and complained incessantly, thinking to themselves: Has Prince An gone mad?!

Almost all the guests shared the same thought as him.

With only five days left before his departure for his fiefdom, this Prince An, instead of staying quietly in his residence, swaggered over to the banquet at the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence. Not only did he drink the wine, but he also smashed the wine pot. Was he trying to ruin this marriage?

This is a marriage bestowed by the Emperor himself, how dare Prince An!

Yan Huaiji also felt like he was going crazy.

He watched helplessly as Emperor Qing'an uprooted all his influence in the court, powerless against his predetermined fate of exile, and had to watch Wang Jianzhi marry the woman he wanted. Under such circumstances, how could he not go mad?

The fact that he didn't draw his sword and kill Wang Jianzhi shows that he exercised restraint.

"What does Your Highness mean by this?" Having been humiliated in front of everyone, Wang Jianzhi's eyes turned icy as he questioned.

"Where is she? Take me to see her." Yan Huaiji ignored Wang Jianzhi's question and instead threw out this question.

Wang Jianzhi's expression suddenly darkened.

Yan Huaiji has gone too far!

"Your Highness is drunk. Please return to your residence to rest."

Yan Huaiji sneered, "I'll say it again, where is Lin Chuyun? I want to see her."

Now things are in trouble. When Yan Huaiji said "she," no one knew who he was talking about.

His mention of Chu Yun's name at that moment was like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

Prince An and Lady Zhongyong?

Weren't these two's engagement canceled? How come they're entangled again?

“Your Highness, please watch your words! She is my wife now, it’s not proper for you to call her by her name like that!” Wang Jianzhi was completely enraged, and looked coldly at Yan Huaiji.

The word "wife" stung Yan Huaiji's nerves. He drew the sword from his waist and pointed it at Wang Jianzhi.

Wang Jianzhi neither dodged nor yielded, and even took a few steps forward toward the tip of his sword.

"You're courting death!" Yan Huaiji roared, his sword pressed against Wang Jianzhi's neck, and a few drops of blood seeped out where the skin touched the blade.

With just a little effort from Yan Huaiji, Wang Jianzhi would die.

"Prince An, this is a marriage bestowed by His Majesty, how dare you be so presumptuous!" A voice came from afar, rebuking Yan Huaiji.

Yan Huaiji looked in the direction of the sound and gave a cold smile.

Yan Jinyu's arrival made things even more unpredictable.

"Your Highness Prince Chen!" The guests knelt all over the ground to welcome Yan Jinyu.

For a moment, the hall was filled with heads hanging down, with only Yan Jinyu, Yan Huaiji, and Wang Jianzhi standing.

When Wang Jianzhi saw Yan Jinyu arrive, his eyes lit up with surprise and delight.

He had entered the palace several times but had not been able to see Yan Jinyu. He was very worried about Yan Jinyu's safety. If it weren't for Emperor Qing'an's order a few days ago to confer the title of Prince Chen on Yan Jinyu, Wang Jianzhi would have been extremely anxious.

Now that he has seen Yan Jinyu, how could he not be happy?

However, Yan Jinyu looked very tired and her face was somewhat haggard. After his initial joy, Wang Jianzhi was also filled with worry.

Yan Huaiji sheathed his sword and casually said, "Is Your Majesty well?"

He sheathed his sword not because he was afraid of Yan Jinyu, but because he found things more interesting.

If we're really talking about going crazy, how can it be just him?

It would be great if everyone went crazy together!

Yan Jinyu ignored Yan Huaiji and said to the kneeling guests, "Gentlemen, I have family matters to attend to, please excuse me."

Everyone was eager to get away from this deadly place, and upon hearing Yan Jinyu's words, they repeatedly took their leave and surged out like a tide.

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts, leaving only Yan Huaiji, Yan Jinyu, and Wang Jianzhi in the hall for a moment.

Yan Jinyu caught a glimpse of the bloodstains on Wang Jianzhi's neck, his pupils contracted slightly, and he was about to speak when a voice rang in his ears, causing his blood to freeze.

"Simple!"

It's Chu Yun's voice!

Even without turning around, Yan Jinyu knew that Chu Yun had arrived.

His back was to Chu Yun, his heart clenching.

Yan Huaiji was also frozen in place, as his position faced outwards from the hall, allowing him to see the worry on Chu Yun's face.

She looks absolutely stunning today, in her fiery red wedding dress, her eyes dazzling.

This beauty, however, does not belong to him.

Of the three, only Wang Jianzhi went out to greet them.

"Ah Yun, what brings you here?" Wang Jianzhi held Chu Yun's hand, feeling a slight chill, and couldn't help but ask.

Chu Yun glanced quickly at Yan Huaiji and said in a low voice, "I heard something happened in the front hall, and I was worried, so I came to check on it."

Wang Jianzhi felt a warmth in his heart and said, "I'm here, you don't need to worry. Go back quickly."

Chu Yun shook her head, "This matter started because of me, so it should be ended by me. I'm the one who wronged you, so how can I let you clean up my mess?"

Wang Jianzhi frowned. "Ayun, we are husband and wife. Saying this makes us seem distant."

Chu Yun said softly, "Precisely because we are husband and wife, I shouldn't leave you to face this alone."

Their intimate behavior, oblivious to everyone else, infuriated Yan Huaiji, causing a sudden, sharp pain in his brow.

He couldn't help but say, "Since you're here, let's come in and have a chat!"