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

next day

Chu Yun got up early, washed up, and prepared to go out and practice her whip for a while. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Chu Wenshu standing at the door.

She was a little surprised, "Why are you here so early?"

Chu Wenshu smiled and said, "I've inquired and found out that Sister Wen goes out to practice martial arts at this time every day. I thought that practicing martial arts would consume a lot of energy, so I brought you some snacks."

As he spoke, he held up the food box in his hand, "The people in the kitchen said that Sister Wen often eats hibiscus cake, so I got up early to make some, and it's still warm."

He even called her Sister Wen. I wonder how much Chu Wenshu had inquired about Chu Yun from others. He held up the food box like a treasure, his face beaming with a smile as bright as the morning sun.

Chu Yun gazed at him quietly until his smile faded and his lips tightened, then she finally spoke, "Thank you."

Chu Wenshu's eyes lit up, and he took a few steps forward.

Chu Yun took the food box and nodded slightly to him.

Seeing this, Chu Wenshu mustered up his courage and asked, "Sister Wen, can you take me with you when you practice martial arts? My martial arts skills are not bad, and I can let you practice with me."

Chu Yun remained silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Chu Wenshu was so happy she almost jumped for joy. She tried her best to suppress her excitement and touched the handle of the food box with one hand. "Give me the food box. Don't tire yourself out, sister."

Chu Yun was amazed by Chu Wenshu's attentive manner and said calmly, "As you wish." With a swift release, Chu Wenshu took the food box without any trouble.

The two quickly arrived at the place where Chu Yun usually practiced martial arts—a remote and long-abandoned courtyard.

Chu Wenshu placed the food box on the stone table in the courtyard, glanced around, and praised, "Sister Wen is really amazing, finding such a feng shui treasure land for practicing martial arts."

Chu Yun looked at the peeling walls, the withered grass in the yard, and the crooked plaque that looked like it was about to fall down, and remained silent.

Chu Wenshu didn't mind. He drew his twin swords, struck what he thought was a majestic pose, and said to Chu Yun, "Sister Wen, let me test your martial arts."

"I don't need you to spar with me. Just sit there and rest for a while. I'll be done soon," Chu Yun said calmly.

Chu Wenshu paused slightly, sheathed his twin swords, and said dejectedly, "Alright."

He stood obediently to one side, took out a handkerchief, placed it on the stone bench, and slowly sat down.

When he looked up, Chu Yun had already drawn her whip and started practicing her moves.

The long whip seemed to come alive in her hands, like a nimble snake, every move full of power, possessing both a unique graceful beauty and the spirit to split rocks and cleave mountains.

The sound of wind breaking through the air was accompanied by the tinkling of bells, as if celestial music was playing for her.

Chu Wenshu's eyes were completely fixed on the red figure. When he saw it, he couldn't help but cheer and clap his hands.

Upon suddenly hearing a shout of "Good!", Chu Yun's eyes turned cold, and she lashed out with her whip at the spot where Chu Wenshu was, yelling, "Shut up!"

Chu Wenshu shrank back, quickly covered his mouth, and dared not speak again.

When Chu Yun put away her whip and walked towards him step by step, he hurriedly stood up, still looking aggrieved, with his head down and long eyelashes casting shadows under his eyes. He whispered to Chu Yun, "Sister Wen, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Please forgive me this time, you're too kind to hold a grudge."

He was apologizing for disturbing Chu Yun. Chu Yun was practicing martial arts, not dancing for him, so clapping to cheer her on was indeed inappropriate.

He held the pastry in his hand, slowly raised it, and looked up at Chu Yun with pleading eyes, "Sister, have a piece of pastry to calm down."

The hibiscus cake was small and exquisite, with a sweet aroma that whetted Chu Yun's appetite. She picked up the cake, put it in her mouth, and chewed it slowly, a smile playing on her lips.

Seeing this, Chu Wenshu couldn't help but feel relieved. She drew out the last syllable of her voice, with a hint of coquetry, "Sister, I'm sorry."

Chu Yun wasn't the type to hold a grudge over every little mistake, and besides, Chu Wenshu's pastries were indeed quite good, so she casually said, "It's alright, just remember not to talk when I'm practicing martial arts next time."

Chu Wenshu was somewhat shocked. He looked at Chu Yun cautiously and tentatively asked, "Can I keep watching you practice martial arts, sister?"

Chu Yun nodded. "Okay."

Chu Wenshu was overjoyed. "Thank you, sister! Please sit down." As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and placed it on the stone bench.

Chu Yun didn't speak, but slowly sat down. As soon as she sat down, she heard Chu Wenshu's voice, "Sister Wen's martial arts are superb, I admire her very much. If I could keep watching her practice, I would definitely improve."

The boy's eyebrows curved into a smile, his eyes shining brightly, and flattering words poured out like wildfire: "Sister is beautiful, kind-hearted, and incredibly skilled in martial arts..."

Perhaps it was because Chu Yun had relented and allowed him to practice martial arts with her that he gained some favor, so he felt comfortable showing off in front of Chu Yun. In short, he showered her with compliments in all sorts of ways, like a horse that had broken free of its reins and couldn't stop.

Chu Yun glanced at him sideways and said coldly, "Shut up!"

Chu Wenshu seemed to be happily eating when he suddenly choked on a fish bone. His voice immediately stopped, and his face turned red, partly because his mouth was dry from talking, and partly because he was frightened.

"I remember you weren't this noisy yesterday, what happened today? I prefer quiet. If you're going to talk so much, you might as well leave now." Chu Yun's tone was cold. From the moment Chu Wenshu praised the desolate courtyard, Chu Yun felt something was wrong. She didn't expect him to praise not only the courtyard but also the person.

Chu Wenshu quickly covered his mouth and shook his head left and right to indicate that he would not say another word.

"When you're with me in the future, don't talk nonsense. Just act normally," Chu Yun sighed and instructed.

Chu Wenshu still covered his mouth and nodded cautiously, seemingly not intending to say anything more.

“I do dislike noise, but I also dislike silence. You can say whatever you want, but too much of a good thing is bad. Just say what you mean and stop there. I don’t need your flattery either, understand?” Chu Yun added.

Chu Wenshu released his grip. "I understand." After thinking for a moment, he added, "So, does my sister not like me praising you?"

Chu Yun raised an eyebrow. "No one dislikes hearing nice words, but you're exaggerating too much. It sounds fake. No one will like a compliment that isn't sincere."

"Oh," Chu Wenshu said sullenly, "but I meant it."

Chu Yun roughly guessed Chu Wenshu's thoughts and smiled helplessly, "Even if you are sincere, if you keep talking, it will inevitably sound exaggerated. I suppose you have consulted someone about how to get along with others. You don't need to do this in the future. You don't need to try to please me. If you treat me sincerely, I will give you my sincerity in return."

Chu Wenshu nodded as if he understood, even though what Chu Yun said was different from what the people he had asked had said, he chose to believe Chu Yun.

Chu Yun smiled and picked up the hibiscus cake from the food box, handing it to Chu Wenshu, "It tastes very good, you should try it too."

Hearing Chu Yun praise the hibiscus cake, Chu Wenshu was pleased and smiled, reaching out to take the cake, but Chu Yun grabbed his hand in the next moment.