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

The room was dimly lit, with the doors and windows tightly shut, letting in no light at all.

A woman lay curled up on the cold floor, wearing only a thin gauze dress. Her skin was touching the ground, and she shivered from the cold. Like a peeled shrimp, she had no way to escape except to bend over and hug herself tightly.

squeak--

The door opened, and a beam of light shone through the crack, gradually spreading and illuminating the entire room.

"Qin Chuyun, the Crown Prince wishes to see you." A man stood outside the door, looking down at the woman lying on the ground, her life hanging in the balance.

Chu Yun had a splitting headache, and her throat was dry and hoarse from prolonged dehydration, as if it were blocked with a wad of cotton, making it impossible for her to make a sound.

She looked pitiful, as if she might die at any moment.

The man made a gesture, and immediately people rushed in, grabbed Chu Yun from both sides, and lifted her up.

Chu Yun was too weak to struggle and was dragged along like a puppet. She was barefoot, and her toes rubbed against the ground, leaving trails of blood.

These people were merely ordered to escort Chu Yun. They didn't care whether Chu Yun would get injured during the escort. In fact, they would be even happier if Chu Yun suffered some injuries or hardships, because that would allow them to curry favor with the young master who gave the order.

After passing through a long corridor and entering a spacious and luxurious room, Chu Yun was finally freed. She was thrown hard by the people on both sides and fell to the ground, letting out a painful groan.

A cold laugh came from above. Chu Yun barely opened her eyes and saw an extremely handsome man sitting on the bed. His phoenix eyes coldly glanced at Chu Yun. After the cold laugh, the man uttered cold words, "You're courting death."

The man must have just come out of the bath, his dark hair was loose on his chest, and drops of water fell on his nightgown. The white silk became wet and thin, and the well-defined muscles under the nightgown were vaguely visible.

He had extremely delicate features, an androgynous beauty, and an overly cold expression that made him look like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, hissing and flicking its tongue, ready to pounce and bite Chu Yun to death at any moment.

The man waved his hand, "You may all leave."

The guards and maids in the room had all left.

After they left, the man stared at Chu Yun and saw that she looked weak and powerless, as if she was about to die. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face.

He got out of bed and walked barefoot towards Chu Yun, water droplets dripping down his dark hair and leaving water stains on the ground.

A shadow fell over Chu Yun's head. The man had already come to Chu Yun's side. At this distance, it was easier for him to see Chu Yun's miserable state clearly.

The woman lying on the ground was deathly pale, with cold sweat beading on her forehead. Her hair clung to her jade-like face, and her feet were covered in cuts and bruises, with blood oozing from her toes. She looked extremely pitiful.

The man remained unmoved, coldly asking, "Do you know your crime?"

His voice was flat and monotone, filled with a deep killing intent, as it swept towards Chu Yun.

He watched as the woman's lips moved, but she didn't make a sound. They just opened and closed, as if she was trying to make a sound. Because of the effort, her chest rose and fell more noticeably than before. She was panting, like a fish that had jumped out of the sea and landed on the beach, almost dying from the scorching sun.

The woman's slight trembling reminded Feng Jinnian of a woman who had seduced him not long ago when he was about to lose his mind. At that time, he had only held her waist, and she was already trembling uncontrollably.

If he hadn't remained conscious at the last moment, stabbing his hand to stay alert, this cunning woman would probably have succeeded by now.

The anger that had been suppressed in his heart surged up again, making his eyes even more unfathomable. He suddenly bent down, grabbed the woman's collar with his right hand, and exposed her face completely to him.

The woman was indeed a pawn he had painstakingly cultivated over the years. Her beauty was so striking that it was unforgettable. In particular, her bright almond-shaped eyes were filled with a misty haze, making her look innocent and endearing. The most wonderful thing was the bright red beauty mark under the corner of her left eye, like a drop of blood on a beautiful jade, which added a touch of charm to her otherwise pure and innocent face.

Feng Jinnian reached out his left hand, his slender fingers brushing aside the stray hairs on the woman's forehead with tenderness and affection, as if the woman before him were his most beloved sweetheart.

The wound on his left hand was self-inflicted. In an attempt to clear his mind, he showed no mercy, tearing his skin and causing blood to gush out. Although it had been bandaged, his actions caused more blood to seep out, staining the white gauze red.

Feng Jinnian paid no attention to the stinging pain in his hand. On the contrary, the gushing blood made his eyes look amused and his nerves more excited. He still gently brushed away the stray hairs that were sticking to Chu Yun's face and tucked them behind Chu Yun's ear.

Looking at the woman's face that he had cleaned up, Feng Jinnian smiled slightly. He used his blood-stained left hand to stroke Chu Yun's cheek. The overflowing blood stained Chu Yun's face, like black ink dripping onto paper, staining the white rice paper little by little, the ink spreading like blood blooming into flowers.

He bent down and slowly approached Chu Yun, "Do you think that with this face you can seduce me and avoid entering the palace?"

As if a venomous snake were flicking its tongue in her ear, Chu Yun's body froze completely. She tried to open her mouth, but only managed to utter a few breathy sounds.

"Answer me." Feng Jinnian's voice rose, and his fingers tightened even more.

He had no intention of listening to Chu Yun's explanation; otherwise, he would have let go.

He looked at Chu Yun, who was suffocating because of his tightening grip, and felt sorry for her. She wanted to escape her fate but had no power to protect herself. He could take her life at any moment. If he moved his hand up a little more, he could choke her throat. With just a slight twist, he could break the neck of this disobedient sparrow and make her never dare to challenge his authority again.

Thinking this, Feng Jinnian became even happier. He gripped Chu Yun's neck and, from his angle, could even clearly see the bluish-white blood vessels distributed on Chu Yun's neck.

He had killed many people and had witnessed their blood vessels rupture and spurt blood, but he had never tried to break anyone's neck, much less grasp such a thin neck.

Feng Jinnian found it strange that such a thin and weak woman would dare to offend him so recklessly.

Although nurturing her was not easy, he would never leave a restless pawn by his side. The reason he asked Chu Yun was simply because he found it interesting, but since Chu Yun couldn't say a word, he didn't want to waste time, and his fingers tightened more and more.

The woman in front of him opened her mouth, trying to breathe. Threatened with death, she seemed to suddenly have strength. Her pale hand clung to Feng Jinnian's hand, and she kept hitting his hand hard, hoping to catch her breath.