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

Gu Huaizhi walked for a while in the night before calming his mind.

Standing at the door of Xiao Qi'an's room, he let out a long sigh, forced a smile, and pushed the door open.

Xiao Qi'an had been waiting for him. When he saw him arrive, he smiled and said, "You're back. Please have a seat!"

After Gu Huaizhi sat down, Xiao Qi'an asked again, "Has everything been settled? What did she ask for?" As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea, handed it to Gu Huaizhi, and looked at him with a smile.

Gu Huaizhi took the teacup, his lips tightened, and he remained silent.

Seeing this, Xiao Qi'an's smile faded. "Didn't she agree? Or was her request too much?"

I'm not interested in power and influence, but I am very interested in you, young master.

As if by some strange twist of fate, Gu Huaizhi heard Chu Yun's voice and saw her beautiful face flash before his eyes.

The woman's words sounded nice, but she was clearly just teasing him!

"Huaizhi, what's wrong?"

Pulled back to reality by Xiao Qi'an's voice, Gu Huaizhi seemed to wake up from a nightmare, staring blankly at Xiao Qi'an.

"What were you thinking about just now?" Xiao Qi'an asked suspiciously, scrutinizing Gu Huaizhi.

Gu Huaizhi suppressed his frustration and embarrassment, avoiding the question. "It's nothing. I was just thinking about Wen Chuyun... She's not a simple person. It seems she knows about the power struggle between Xiao Changfeng and you. I tried to recruit her by using my power, but she wasn't interested at all. Instead, she asked me if I could truly control Xiaoyue Manor."

Xiao Qi'an's expression darkened. "Just what does she know?"

Gu Huaizhi shook his head. "I don't know either."

"Huaizhi, besides these, did she say anything else?" Xiao Qi'an asked again.

Gu Huaizhi clenched his fist tightly, his expression unchanged. "There are none more."

"Qi'an, it seems that if we want to win her over, there are some things we can't hide from her. If she thinks we're playing with her and offends her, it won't do us any good." Gu Huaizhi subtly passed the buck to Xiao Qi'an.

"I understand. Let me think about it some more," Xiao Qi'an said thoughtfully.

*

next day

Chu Yun got up early to take care of the Everlasting Tree.

As usual, she watered the tree. It was still early, so she used one hand to support herself on the tree and climbed up in the blink of an eye.

I found a suitable branch and lay on my back. Sunlight shone through the gaps and fell on my face, warm and comfortable.

Chu Yun had one foot dangling in the air, swaying back and forth.

The bells on her ankles vibrated, producing a series of crisp sounds.

A gentle breeze ruffled her long, flowing skirt, causing it to flutter in the air, accompanied by the tinkling of bells.

The ancient trees were lush and verdant, their canopies forming a canopy. A glimpse of red gauze was hidden among them, quite eye-catching. Xiao Qi'an estimated the time and came out. He scanned the area but couldn't find any trace of Chu Yun until he looked up and caught sight of that red glimpse. His eyes flickered slightly.

Without asking for help, he propelled his wheelchair closer and closer to the Tree of Immortality.

The closer you get, the clearer you can see the scene on the Tree of Immortality.

The girl in the bright red dress wasn't afraid of falling; she stretched out her limbs and lay boldly on the tree, seemingly enjoying the sunshine and breeze, looking extremely content.

Xiao Qi'an couldn't see her face clearly, but he could inexplicably sense her relaxation and joy.

The sound of the bells gently tapped against his eardrums, without any disorder, but rather with a very rhythmic quality.

Although his mind raced, his hands didn't stop moving, and soon Xiao Qi'an arrived under the tree.

He did not disturb Chu Yun, but sat there quietly, listening to the sound of bells coming from above, his gaze aimlessly falling on the open space in the courtyard, as if he were in a daze.

Fifteen minutes passed, and the sound of the bells in his ears suddenly stopped. Xiao Qi'an looked up and met Chu Yun's gaze.

The woman in the tree had sat up at some point and was peering down.

Even after a long time, Xiao Qi'an still remembered the scene from that day—amidst the lush greenery, a girl with beautiful features looked down from afar, her eyes clear and bright, a faint smile on her lips.

A single red dot amidst the lush greenery is blinding, forcefully and abruptly intruding into his world.

From then on, his eyes were no longer filled with hatred, but also with a vibrant, bright red.

At this moment, Xiao Qi'an didn't understand the meaning of the sudden tingling sensation in his heart. He tried his best to suppress the strange feeling in his heart and said to Chu Yun, "I apologize for disturbing your enjoyment, Miss. I have something I would like to say to you. Would you be willing to take the time to see me?"

Chu Yun raised an eyebrow, nimbly leaping down from the tree, her dress billowing in the air in a beautiful arc before landing steadily on the ground.

"Where should we talk?" Chu Yun asked.

Xiao Qi'an was slightly taken aback, then said, "Please come with me, young lady."

He moved his wheelchair, his gaze sweeping over his legs, his self-loathing reaching its peak, though his expression remained impassive.

With his broken body, he couldn't even look Chu Yun in the eye!

Not to mention climbing trees and flying over eaves as if they were flat ground, just like her.

The bitter taste in his mouth spread and dispelled the strange feeling in Xiao Qi'an's heart. Before he could avenge his great enemy and before his body had recovered, he had neither the right nor the strength to think about other things.

Xiao Qi'an led Chu Yun to the side room. He had calmed down along the way and greeted Chu Yun with a smile. "Miss Wen, please sit down."

Chu Yun took her seat.

“Huaizhi has already told me that you are a clever and insightful young lady. I will not hide it from you, but I intend to recruit you as my right-hand woman,” Xiao Qi’an said.

Chu Yun: "Me? I don't think I have any other talents, why would the young master choose me?"

Xiao Qi'an smiled and said, "You are too modest, young lady. I have always been good at judging people. You are by no means an ordinary person. With your help, my plans will surely be twice as effective."

"Young Master is too kind. Just as I told Young Master Gu yesterday, Young Master is in the midst of a whirlpool. If I were to side with you, wouldn't I be asking for trouble?" Chu Yun said bluntly.

Xiao Qi'an was slightly taken aback, not expecting Chu Yun to speak so bluntly.

"It seems you know quite a bit about the affairs of my Xiaoyue Manor." Xiao Qi'an stared intently at Chu Yun.

"I know a little bit," Chu Yun said.

Xiao Qi'an: "Miss, why don't you tell me what you know?"

Xiao Changfeng's plot to seize the position of the manor lord is not a pleasant thing to hear. He would rather the whole world not know. The fact that Chu Yun said she knew a little bit is already quite remarkable. Moreover, Xiao Qi'an felt that Chu Yun knew far more than just a little bit.

“I know that Xiao Changfeng intends to force the young master to step down and seize the position of master; I know that Xiao Changfeng recruits talents and undermines the young master’s power; I also know that you, young master, will not sit idly by and wait for your death, but have been waiting for an opportunity to act, and the upcoming martial arts tournament will be the time for you to sharpen your sword, aim at Xiao Changfeng, and deliver a fatal blow to him,” Chu Yun said slowly.

Xiao Qi'an's pupils contracted slightly as he stared directly at Chu Yun, seemingly trying to see through her.

Chu Yun looked back at him without fear.

Xiao Qi'an suddenly laughed and said, "Good! Good! Good!"