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

Chu Yun waved her hand. "Whether I believe it or not is not important. Anyway, we won't have a chance to meet again. Let's part ways here." As she spoke, she jumped off the courtyard wall, and after regaining her footing, she walked forward without looking back.

Chu Wenshu was stunned for a moment, then quickly flew down and followed closely behind Chu Yun.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Chu Yun turned around and asked, her brows furrowed.

Chu Wenshu stopped, looking somewhat aggrieved. "I have no home. I want to stay with my sister."

His face was filled with a miserable and pitiful look that was very endearing, but Chu Yun remained unmoved and said coldly, "Stay away from me."

Chu Wenshu pursed his lips, staring longingly at Chu Yun. He took a small step back, and under Chu Yun's cold gaze, he took another small step back, refusing to retreat any further.

"Remember, don't bother me," Chu Yun warned.

Chu Wenshu neither agreed nor disagreed.

Chu Yun ignored him and continued walking forward, with Chu Wenshu still following behind her.

After following her for about half the distance, Chu Yun finally lost her patience, pulled out her whip, and lashed it hard on the ground. "If you follow me any further, the whip won't just fall on the ground, it will strike you instead."

The woman's voice was as cold as ice, with a hint of anger about to erupt.

After saying that, Chu Yun didn't turn her head and started walking.

Chu Wenshu stood there, staring intently at Chu Yun until her figure disappeared around the corner, then turned away in silence.

*

Chu Yun returned to her previous residence and found her door wide open. Her eyes darkened slightly, she gripped the poison needle at her waist, and slowly walked into the room.

Inside the room, Xiao Qi'an sat upright at the table, holding a cup and drinking tea, his eyes meeting Chu Yun's.

Dressed in fiery red, with the sound of bells ringing, even after so long, she was still as beautiful and radiant as ever. Looking at Chu Yun, Xiao Qi'an thought of the day he almost resigned himself to his fate, calmly awaiting death. In his despair, the Xiaohan flower she had picked for him was unexpectedly returned in time, giving him hope for life.

From that moment on, she was different in his heart.

Xiao Yue Manor was busy with affairs, and he was preoccupied with cleaning up the mess, so he rarely had time to sort out his feelings. But whenever he had a spare moment, he would unconsciously recall every little thing he had done with Chu Yun: the scene of their first meeting, the scene of her sitting in the tree looking down, the scene of her listening to him pour out his pain in the darkness...

His heart melted whenever he thought of Chu Yun.

Once Xiao Changfeng's power was completely suppressed, he had more free time, and the longing and joy spread more unrestrainedly through his heart, taking over his reason. During the days of eagerly waiting for Chu Yun to return, Xiao Qi'an finally understood what kind of feelings he had for Chu Yun.

It wasn't the emotion of gratitude or guilt he initially thought, but rather longing and love.

He liked Wen Chuyun. After figuring this out, Xiao Qi'an felt an unprecedented sense of ease and joy, and couldn't wait to rush to Chuyun's side.

Suppressing his emotions, he softly said, "Miss Wen, you're back."

Chu Yun released the poisoned needle and slowly walked into the house. "Why is the young master here?"

Xiao Qi'an smiled, "Miss Wen, you must have had a long journey. I brought you some tonics."

Looking at the wound on Chu Yun's neck, he couldn't help but feel heartache. "There are some excellent wound medicines that are very effective at removing scars."

Chu Yun then noticed several boxes on the table, presumably gifts brought by Xiao Qi'an. She sat down in a chair and said in a low voice, "It's just a small matter, not worth the young master's trip."

"Your affairs are no small matter to me." Xiao Qi'an said this bluntly, but he was very frank, his gaze fixed on Chu Yun.

He saw Chu Yun's expression stiffen slightly, then she lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Young Master is very thoughtful."

The obvious avoidance made Xiao Qi'an's already uneasy heart waver even more.

Chu Yun fed him the medicine with her lips that day, and risked her life to pick the Xiaohan Flower for him. He thought...

Xiao Qi'an forced a smile, trying not to lose his composure, "Miss Wen, has your injury healed considerably? What did the Medical Sage say?"

"I'm almost fully recovered," Chu Yun replied.

"That's good. You and Huaizhi went to find the Sage of Medicine. Now that you're back, where is Huaizhi?" Xiao Qi'an asked.

“He stayed with the Medical Sage to help out,” Chu Yun replied.

Chu Yun was never a talkative person, so Xiao Qi'an could only change the subject, "Would you be willing to tell me about your experiences and observations along the way?"

Chu Yun thought for a moment, then slowly began to recount everything that had happened on the way.

After taking control of Xiaoyue Manor, Xiao Qi'an was fully aware of Chu Yun's movements and what was happening, and news about her was sent back to him every day.

But what was written on that thin piece of paper was all what others had seen, far less truthful than what Chu Yun herself had said. He wanted to hear her say it more.

When Xiao Qi'an saw Chu Yun's incredibly gentle expression when she mentioned Gu Huaizhi, it was as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water, chilling him from head to toe. He seemed to understand the source of the panic and unease that had been lingering in his heart.

"Miss Wen and Huai Zhi have become much closer," he said casually.

Chu Yun said frankly, "Young Master Gu is a very good person." She lowered her eyes slightly, a smile on her lips.

Xiao Qi'an could barely maintain his composure. "Huaizhi is very good."

Because of his suspicions, he was restless and could only try to change the subject. "Let's not talk about this anymore. Is there anything Miss Wen likes? I will give you anything I have, as long as you ask."

Only by treating Chu Yun better and better can he suppress the unease in his heart.

Chu Yun remained silent for a moment, then shook her head.

Xiao Qi'an: "Miss, why don't you think about it some more? Medicinal herbs, treasures, shops, houses... whatever it is, you can ask for it."

“Young Master, thank you for your kindness, but I really don’t need it. I only have one request for you, which is that after you have completely taken control of Xiaoyue Manor, you can avenge me,” Chu Yun said.

Xiao Qi'an could not hide his disappointment, but forced a smile, "I will never forget what I promised you, Miss."

"Thank you, Young Master." Chu Yun smiled.

Xiao Qi'an: "There's no need for thanks between us. Miss, you must be tired from your journey, so I won't disturb your rest."

"Young Master, please take care."

Once outside the courtyard, Xiao Qi'an's expression darkened completely. Chu Yun clearly had a better impression of Gu Huaizhi now, and he had to find out what Gu Huaizhi was thinking.

Perhaps it's only because they've been through thick and thin together that Chu Yun acts this way.

Perhaps he was overthinking it; the two were just friends, nothing more.

He comforted himself with this thought, which made him feel a little better.

The wheelchair rolled across the wide road, slowly heading towards Gu Huaizhi's residence.

This was the first time he felt both anticipation and fear on his way to find Gu Huaizhi, hoping that he was just overthinking things.