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

Gu Huaizhi was silent for a moment, then said to Chu Yun, "Qi An's condition cannot be known to Xiao Changfeng's people. I have more important things to do now. Miss Wen, please take good care of Qi An. I will seal off the courtyard, and anyone who breaks in will be killed without exception."

As he spoke, his eyes remained fixed on Chu Yun without wavering. Chu Yun knew that Gu Huaizhi was testing her, observing whether she was trustworthy.

How could she possibly reveal even the slightest flaw?

"Don't worry, I will never let anyone hurt him." Chu Yun said firmly, without avoiding Gu Huaizhi's probing gaze.

"Thank you." After giving the instructions, Gu Huaizhi handed the medicine to Chu Yun, then immediately got up and left in a hurry.

In order to save Xiao Qi'an's life, he had to obtain the Xiaohan Flower. His purpose in leaving this time was to send a message to the Red Robe Workshop to mobilize the manpower closest to Hancheng to pick the Xiaohan Flower.

The matter of Hongyifang was of great importance, and he could not speak openly about it, so he could only keep quiet. Fortunately, Chu Yun did not ask any further questions.

After Gu Huaizhi left, Chu Yun remained in the same position, her back leaning against the bedpost, her left arm around Xiao Qi'an, and her right hand holding the medicine bowl, slowly feeding Xiao Qi'an the medicine.

Chu Yun only used a little force to feed Xiao Qi'an a little medicine, but he couldn't drink any more of it and vomited up the rest, which was a complete waste.

It was really troublesome with no one to help, but all the servants in the courtyard were forbidden from running around, so for a while, it was really hard to find a reliable person to lend a hand.

Chu Yun recited a few incantations to calm the blood gu. When Xiao Qi'an was drowsy and about to wake up, she tilted her head back and drank the medicine in the bowl. She then pressed Xiao Qi'an's head towards her and applied the medicine to his pale lips.

His eyelids felt incredibly heavy. In a daze, something was pulling Xiao Qi'an down, trying to drag him into an abyss from which he would never wake up again.

Until a soft touch came from his lips, and the bitter medicine rushed into his mouth and flowed down his throat, it was as if someone had pulled him out of the darkness and brought him back to the world. Soon, Xiao Qi'an opened his eyes tremblingly.

His vision was blurry, but he could see a vague outline. Gradually, the outline became clearer and clearer.

He was stunned when he saw who was in front of him.

Is it really Miss Wen?

Xiao Qi'an's eyes widened as he realized what Chu Yun was doing, and he was startled.

Chu Yun seemed to sense something and looked up. Their eyes met, and Xiao Qi'an saw Chu Yun's somewhat dazed eyes and his own reflection, which was very clear in her eyes. His heart tightened suddenly.

Long, curled eyelashes, like butterflies about to take flight, rested on Xiao Qi's tranquil lake. Each tremor made him feel slightly breathless. He looked at Chu Yun, his gaze shifting from blank to panic. He wanted to say something, but his mouth was covered, and he could only utter a single syllable. The next second, the support supporting his back suddenly gave way, and he fell onto the bed without warning.

Waking up in the darkness, seeing Chu Yun, discovering that Chu Yun was kissing him, and being hastily released by Chu Yun—everything happened too fast. In just a short time, Xiao Qi'an felt as if the world had been turned upside down.

Absurd yet real events are often hard to accept. He lay on his back on the bed, staring at the curtains above the bed, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, and naturally did not notice that his current posture was ridiculous.

To make it easier to feed Xiao Qi'an the medicine, Chu Yun adjusted Xiao Qi'an's best position by tilting him at an angle, wrapping her arms around his back, and clamping her legs around his legs.

This resulted in Chu Yun no longer holding Xiao Qi'an, but their legs were still intertwined.

So when Xiao Qi'an struggled to get up, he was surprised to find that his legs were being pressed down by something soft.

Xiao Qi'an propped himself up and glanced at the two legs intertwined. He froze instantly, as if struck by lightning. He opened his mouth and looked at Chu Yun, who was leaning against the bed with her eyes closed.

She sat sideways, her left cheek almost entirely covered in blood, her neck also a deep crimson, like snowflakes crushed by dirty blood, white and red intertwined, radiating a broken, vibrant beauty, as if it would vanish in the next second.

Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, clearly awake, but she was avoiding the conscious Xiao Qi'an.

Her lips were pressed tightly together, forming a straight line. Her hands, resting on her lap, were clenched into fists. Her whole being resembled a bowstring stretched taut, tense, startled, and helpless.

Xiao Qi'an's memory was limited to the excruciating pain of this morning, and he knew nothing about what happened afterward. Looking at Chu Yun like this, and recalling the softness that lingered on her lips, even though he knew nothing, his heart still softened uncontrollably.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Miss Wen, what happened?"

Upon hearing the voice, Chu Yun frowned and remained silent for a long time.

Just when Xiao Qi'an thought she wouldn't pay attention to him, Chu Yun suddenly opened her eyes. Her clear and cold eyes were filled with unprecedented complexity. She glanced at Xiao Qi'an and then lowered her eyes.

At the same time, Xiao Qi'an heard the girl's calm voice, "You were unconscious this morning and bleeding profusely. You drank the medicine brewed by Young Master Gu and it barely stopped the bleeding. He had things to do, so he asked me to take care of you."

Xiao Qi'an suddenly realized, "I see."

"You were unconscious and couldn't take your medicine. I... I only did it out of desperation. Don't overthink it," Chu Yun said hastily before Xiao Qi'an could ask anything else.

She lowered her eyes, her delicate brows furrowed, looking quite troubled.

Xiao Qi'an was speechless. He had never seen Chu Yun with such an expression before. He was quite surprised and guessed why she was like this. His face also turned a little red. Fortunately, his face was covered in blood, so no one could see his embarrassment.

"I... thank you, young lady."

Even though Xiao Qi'an was usually very eloquent, he was speechless at this moment and couldn't say anything flattering. After a long while, he could only thank Chu Yun.

After saying that, he stared intently at Chu Yun. When he saw Chu Yun give a soft "hmm," he pulled his leg off him, closed his eyes again, and remained silent.

Xiao Qi'an also fell silent.

The two were in a very awkward situation. He didn't know how to break the ice, and any further words would only make things worse, so he could only keep quiet.

Xiao Qi'an lay back down on the bed.

The two of them, one leaning against the other and the other lying down, remained silent, and the room felt as if it were frozen.

*

"The medicine is here!"

Xiao Lin's voice came from outside the door.

Chu Yun suddenly opened her eyes, and before Xiao Qi'an could react, she jumped off the bed and stood straight by the bed, as if Xiao Qi'an were some untouchable taboo.

Xiao Qi'an propped himself up, looked at Chu Yun by the bedside, the words swirling around his lips, but he couldn't utter a single one.

Chu Yun stood there silently and quietly, not even glancing at Xiao Qi'an. After Xiao Lin entered the room, she said to him, "He's awake. Take good care of him. I'm going to help Si Lang."

Then he left without looking back.

Xiao Qi'an stared longingly at her retreating figure, lost in thought for a long time. A sense of grievance welled up in his heart for no reason; it wasn't heavy, but it couldn't be ignored.