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

Wang Jianzhi was happy, and Chu Yun and Ban Jin were also happy.

Although today was eventful and thrilling, it was very rewarding.

The lamps of Yan Jinyu and Yan Huaiji have already gone out, and the lamps of Song Zhaoming and Wang Jianzhi have also dimmed considerably; it's only a matter of time before they go out.

Ban Jin was overjoyed. He circled the table where the lamps were placed three times before stopping and praising, "Yun Yun, you're amazing!"

Chu Yun smiled at her, took Ban Jin's hand, hooked her fingers together, and rubbed Ban Jin's nose.

"Just your sweet mouth!"

Ban Jin burst into laughter. Hearing her innocent laughter, Chu Yun felt at ease, and her nerves, which had been tense all day, finally relaxed.

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The next morning, as soon as Wang Jianzhi opened his eyes, he saw Chu Yun already sitting in front of the dressing table washing and grooming herself.

He snapped out of his daze and rubbed his temples.

"Ah Yun? Why are you up so early?" Wang Jianzhi had gotten used to waking up early, but he didn't expect Chu Yun to wake up even earlier than him.

Chu Yun heard the sound and turned around to look.

Wang Jianzhi was wearing only a snow-white undergarment and was lifting the quilt to get out of bed.

Startled, Chu Yun quickly lowered her gaze, her face turning bright red.

Wang Jianzhi waited for a while, but didn't hear Chu Yun's voice, so he looked up and saw Chu Yun's shy appearance.

Belatedly, Wang Jianzhi also felt a little embarrassed.

Hearing Chu Yun instructing Qing Yuan and Qing Ying to help him dress, he quickly replied, "No need, just take good care of your mistress."

After saying that, Wang Jian got out of bed, picked up the clothes that someone had prepared for him that morning, and put them on by himself.

He didn't want help, and Chu Yun wouldn't force him. She turned back and continued to draw her eyebrows and apply her lips.

Qingyuan and Qingying then discussed choosing hairpins and rings for Chuyun.

Wang Jianzhi moved swiftly, and in no time, Chu Yun saw him walking towards her in the mirror.

Today he wore a dark blue long robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a jade crown to tie his hair, making him look like a piece of beautiful jade, radiating a lustrous glow.

A smile played on her lips, and she walked with a confident stride.

Chu Yun saw the smile on his face and smiled back.

Wang Jianzhi stood beside Chu Yun, while Qingyuan and Qingying tactfully moved back to make room for him.

He was quite clever; he automatically filled in for Qingyuan and Qingying, and quite easily took out a hairpin from the makeup box.

The hairpin is made of pure silver with openwork patterns, and the head is made of lifelike hibiscus flowers made of wool.

"How about this one?" Wang Jianzhi asked as he handed the hairpin to Chu Yun.

Before Chu Yun could speak, Wang Jianzhi added, "No good! It doesn't match your clothes today."

Chu Yun was wearing a lake-blue long dress today, which didn't suit the pink flowers. Wang Jianzhi put the hibiscus hairpin back, looked at it for a while, and then picked out a hairpin.

It's very similar to the one before. The hairpin is made of pure silver, but the pattern made of wool is different. It's a magnolia flower, snow-white in color, with a cool fragrance that seems to waft towards you.

"This is good!" Wang Jianzhi handed over the hairpin.

Chu Yun smiled and said, "It was indeed a good choice."

The young lady was dressed in exquisite clothes, and Wang Jianzhi did not know how to wear hairpins, so she handed the hairpin to Qingying who was standing nearby.

Qingying took it, put it on Chuyun, and then withdrew.

The white magnolia blossoms and the lake-blue dress complemented each other, making Chu Yun's skin appear even whiter than snow and her temperament noble and pure.

Standing next to Wang Jianzhi, who possesses the beauty of an immortal, everyone would say that the two are a perfect match, a rare and beautiful couple.

Wang Jianzhi bent down slightly, looked at the beautiful woman in the mirror, and said softly, "Very beautiful!"

Chu Yun lowered her eyes, her cheeks flushed.

Wang Jianzhi adored her shy demeanor, but knowing she was easily embarrassed, he didn't want to push her too hard. Instead, he asked, "Why are you up so early today? Can your body handle it?"

Through the mirror, Chu Yun could see the concern in Wang Jianzhi's eyes.

She smiled and said, "I'm much better after taking the medicine. I'm not that delicate, so don't worry."

Today is my first day marrying into the Marquis's household, how can I be lazy?

Wang Jianzhi frowned: "There aren't that many rules at home, so there's no need to get up so early."

"I understand," Chu Yun said, slowly getting up, and Wang Jianzhi also straightened up.

"We should go and pay our respects to our father and mother," Chu Yun said softly.

Wang Jianzhi was slightly taken aback, then said, "Okay."

Chu Yun was willing to think of him and wholeheartedly consider herself a member of the Wang family; he was truly grateful.

A warm feeling washed over him, and Wang Jianzhi took Chu Yun's hand in his own, saying, "Thank you."

Chu Yun: "This is what I should do. Didn't you say that there's no need for thanks between us? How come you've forgotten that?"

Wang Jianzhi smiled and said, "Okay, I won't say it anymore, and you're not allowed to say it either."

"Let's go, don't keep Father and Mother waiting too long," Chu Yun said.

Wang Jianzhi and Chu Yun arrived at the ancestral hall.

The two knelt before rows of memorial tablets.

To this day, only the two of them remain in the Wang family.

Wang Jianzhi looked at the memorial tablets of all his relatives, and his eyes instantly reddened.

He was still young when the Wang family was destroyed, and many of his memories are now hazy.

In his remaining memories, his father would lift him high over his shoulders, toss him up, and catch him.

The mother watched them from the side and told the father to be careful.

His aunt would carry him to see the plum blossoms in winter.

Even though those memories have faded and yellowed, he still cherishes the warmth he felt back then.

The Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion was vast, but he felt no sense of belonging there. Only in this ancestral hall did he feel a little bit of home.

All his loved ones are here.

Father, mother, aunt, and Ah Yun beside me...

Wang Jianzhi kowtowed to the ground, and Chu Yun also kowtowed.

"Father, Mother, your son has come to see you today with his wife. My wife is a very good person. With her by your side, you can rest assured."

Please forgive your unfilial son, for it has been a full fifteen years since I last welcomed you back to the ancestral graves.

Wang Jianzhi's words were written with blood. During those years of hiding and fleeing, he was anxious day and night. His greatest wish was to clear the name of the Wang family and rebuild the Wang family ancestral hall. Now, he has finally done it.

Chu Yun held his hand, hoping to comfort him.

“Father, Mother, your daughter-in-law Lin Chuyun has come to pay her respects. I will certainly do my duty and take good care of Jianzhi. I only hope that you, Father and Mother, will bless Jianzhi so that he may live a carefree life.”

Looking at Chu Yun's profile, Wang Jianzhi felt the warmth from her palm, and the chill that had filled his body gradually disappeared.

He was like a drowning man clinging to the only piece of driftwood, holding tightly to Chu Yun's hand.

Afterwards, the two paid their respects to the other elders of the Wang family one by one before leaving the ancestral hall.

Wang Jianzhi had composed himself by now. "Ayun, there's one more thing that needs to be done as soon as possible."

Chu Yun: "What is it?"

"What should we do with Song Zhaoming?" Wang Jianzhi asked.

When Chu Yun married into the Marquis's mansion, Song Zhaoming also entered the mansion and managed Chu Yun's dowry estate.

In a sense, Song Zhaoming is Chu Yun's man, and how to deal with him is still up to Chu Yun to decide.

Chu Yun stood there stunned upon hearing this.

"I want to hear what he has to say first." She lowered her eyes.

Wang Jianzhi said gently, "Alright, don't worry too much. Just follow your heart. If you can't bear to do it, then leave it to me."

"it is good."