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

Chu Yun returned to her room and asked Qing Yuan and Qing Ying to stand guard outside, while she sat at the table, lost in thought.

The kites and orioles outside the door weren't doing much better.

Yesterday's news that Prince Chen was Wang Yu had already made the two sisters tremble, but who knew that today there would be another upheaval, as Song Zhaoming turned out to be a person with ulterior motives as well.

The two sisters felt a chill run down their spines when they thought about it.

Now, the only person the young lady can rely on is the Marquis.

Just as I was thinking this, Wang Jianzhi had already entered the courtyard.

“My lord,” said Qingyuan and Qingying.

Wang Jianzhi: "Get up. Where is your wife?"

“Madam is resting in her room,” Qingyuan replied.

Wang Jianzhi nodded, took a step forward, then turned back and asked, "You are... Qing?"

Qingyuan: "My lord, this servant is Qingyuan."

Wang Jianzhi looked at Qingying, "Then you must be Qingying."

Qingying: "Yes, Your Excellency."

"You two are the lady's personal maids, so you must take good care of her and keep an eye on the servants. If there are any who are not useful, you should report to me yourself. Do not trouble your lady."

"From now on, only the two of you are allowed to enter this room. Do not let anyone else in," Wang Jianzhi instructed.

Qingyuan and Qingying: "Yes."

Wang Jianzhi nodded slightly and went into the room.

He investigated everyone around Chu Yun and found no one else suspicious except for Song Zhaoming. However, since Chu Yun's safety was at stake, he still had to be careful.

Furthermore, although the two of them shared a room, they slept in separate beds, so this news had to be kept strictly secret to avoid getting out, which would make things difficult for Chu Yun.

Therefore, those words were said.

Wang Jianzhi made many arrangements solely for Chu Yun's sake, hoping to ensure her peace of mind.

Chu Yun, however, looked worried and sat silently with her eyes fixed on the air, seemingly lost in thought. She was so engrossed in her own thoughts that she didn't even notice Wang Jianzhi entering.

"Ah Yun, what are you thinking about?" Wang Jianzhi asked, his voice low, afraid of startling Chu Yun.

Chu Yun came to her senses and saw Wang Jianzhi standing in front of her. She said, "It's nothing, I just feel a little unwell."

Wang Jianzhi stepped forward and sat down next to Chu Yun.

"Still thinking about Song Zhaoming?" Wang Jianzhi guessed.

Chu Yun: "Nothing can be hidden from you."

She gave a slight twitch of her lips.

"Ah Yun, you can talk to me. Maybe it will make you feel better," Wang Jianzhi said softly, taking Chu Yun's hand and placing it on his thigh.

Chu Yun pursed her lips, unsure of where to begin.

"Simply put, I can't explain it either. So much has happened these past two days, and I'm very confused."

I once regarded Song Zhaoming as a younger brother and sincerely hoped that he would be well. I thought he would have some gratitude towards me, but he turned out to be an assassin sent by Yan Huaiji.

I once considered Yan Huaiji a close friend, but he repeatedly pressured me, humiliated me, and even tried to kill me.

And then there's Yan Jinyu, but let's not even mention him.

In short, why are all the people I trust and care about like this? I truly regret knowing them.

As Chu Yun spoke, her eyes were moist, brimming with obvious vulnerability.

"Jane, now that things have come to this, I don't know who to believe anymore."

The confusion and sadness in Chu Yun's eyes pierced Wang Jianzhi's heart.

This also made him somewhat flustered.

He is not innocent either compared to those people.

Although Chu Yun was heartbroken, she was determined to abandon them. If one day she found out that he had also lied to her and hurt her, would she wish she had never met him?

Wang Jianzhi suddenly released Chu Yun's hand, leaned forward, and pulled her into his arms. Only when he truly held her tightly in his embrace did he slowly dispel the lingering fear in his heart.

"Ah Yun," he called her in a trembling voice.

Chu Yun paused for a moment, then reached out and grabbed Wang Jianzhi's back.

“Jane, I know you’re different from them. You’ve never lied to me, never hurt me, and have always stood firmly by my side, protecting me. Thank you.”

Hearing the girl's grateful voice, Wang Jianzhi's heart trembled slightly.

As long as he keeps it from her, as long as she never knows about it, she will trust him forever, just like she does now.

"Ah Yun, from now on, I will stay by your side, protect you, take care of you, and never deceive or hide anything from you," he whispered.

Chu Yun rested her head on his shoulder and said, "I believe you."

*

Three days later was the day for Wang Jianzhi to return to his wife's home. He got up early and sent his servants to deliver the prepared gifts to the Xie residence.

After Chu Yun finished dressing and had her meal, the two of them went to the Xie residence together.

The Xie family had been waiting for them. Chu Yun was led to the backyard to meet the old lady and other female relatives.

Wang Jianzhi was taken away by Minister Xie, Brother Xie, and others.

"You're really in for it today!" It was Brother Xie who said this.

Wang Jianzhi: "Why is there such a saying?"

Brother Xie frowned: "My father is in charge of the Ministry of Rites and presides over the imperial examinations. He usually likes to test people's knowledge, and his questions are always sharp and difficult to answer. If you don't answer well, you will be scolded. You should be careful. If you really don't know the answer, just beg for forgiveness. Father shouldn't make things too difficult for you."

Although Brother Xie had already come of age and even had children, he was still scolded by Minister Xie so badly that he couldn't lift his head because of his studies.

These past few days at home have been agonizing for him, as the fear and gloom of his childhood school days have once again enveloped him.

Wang Jianzhi hurriedly said, "Thank you for the reminder, elder brother."

Brother Xie gave him a look wishing him good luck, and when he saw Minister Xie turn around to look at him, he quickly fell silent.

The group entered the study, with Minister Xie sitting at the head of the table, followed by Wang Jianzhi, Xie's elder brother, and several other younger members of the Xie family.

Judging from this situation, everyone is a bit overwhelmed.

I prayed in my heart that Minister Xie would not test my studies, but it was all in vain.

Minister Xie glanced at the group of young men below him and said with a smile, "Since everyone is here today, why don't you brothers have a competition and let me see what you're capable of?"

So they chose spring as the theme and asked these younger generations to compose poems in seven steps.

Everyone shuddered, lamenting their predicament, yet unable to refuse, they reluctantly stepped forward.

*

Leaving aside the torment endured by the men of the Xie family, let's talk about Chu Yun's visit to Qing Song Hall. She met with Old Madam Xie, and although the grandmother and granddaughter had only been apart for three days, they missed each other terribly, and their eyes welled up with tears.

Everyone offered words of comfort, and after a long while, the two finally stopped crying.

Because of Chu Yun's marriage, many relatives from the Xie family came to offer their congratulations. The old lady invited them to stay at the Xie family for a while, and Qing Song Hall was quite lively at the moment, with more than a dozen wives and girls sitting there.

Everyone was talking and laughing.

Sitting next to Chu Yun was a woman in her twenties with a striking appearance.

Seeing that Chu Yun had a moment to spare, she said to her, "Sister A-Yun, do you still remember me?"

Chu Yun searched her memory but had no recollection whatsoever. She lowered her eyes and apologized, "I don't know which sister you are; I've forgotten for a moment."

The beautiful woman smiled and said, "It's no wonder you don't remember. When you came to my wedding banquet, you were only about the same age as Shuyue."

Shuya then leaned closer and said, "How could you forget? This is my cousin-in-law Huiyan. You even attended her wedding five years ago."