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

Chu Yun met Feng Jinnian's gaze without flinching. His eyes were icy cold, like looking at a sparrow that overestimated itself and dared to break free of its cage. There was no pity, only cold cruelty.

Chu Yun knew that Feng Jinnian did not believe her words at all, but she still had to continue acting. As a pawn, she could not be unintelligent, but she could not be too clever either. She had to make Feng Jinnian believe that she was indeed bold and clever, but she was no match for him and could not escape his grasp.

Only in this way could he feel comfortable having the idea of ​​teasing her, and only then would she have a chance to get close to him.

The original owner had thoroughly angered Feng Jinnian yesterday, but due to the change in circumstances, Feng Jinnian could not touch her, and his anger must have been hard to quell. Chu Yun believed that if he could, he would be willing to tease her and vent his anger.

So she said in a trembling voice, both surprised and delighted, "Yes, I love you, Your Highness. From the moment you saved me and gave me a roof over my head, I have loved you. I don't want to serve anyone but you."

She straightened her back, looked up at Feng Jinnian, and tremblingly stretched out her hands. Her fair and slender hands enveloped Feng Jinnian's hand that was pinching her chin. Her eyes were filled with joy, and she smiled ingratiatingly at Feng Jinnian.

Her cautious manner reminded Feng Jinnian of a cat he had kept as a child. The cat was timid but loved to be close to him, always happily jumping onto his lap, stretching out its front paws to stroke his fingers, and rubbing against the back of his hand affectionately.

Sometimes, when he felt like it, he would reach out and stroke the cat's head with his palm, and the cat would happily nuzzle his hand with its head.

But more often than not, he ignored the cat, coldly withdrawing his hand, waiting for the cat to feel neglected and leave listlessly.

Feng Jinnian naturally let go of her hand, feeling the small hand that had been wrapped around his palm leave. He saw Chu Yun's pitiful look, just like that of the cat, but his heart remained unmoved.

The next moment, his hand landed on Chu Yun's cheek, his palm pressed against her smooth skin, and his index finger gently caressed the bright red beauty mark under her eye.

Chu Yun obediently raised the left side of her face, and as Feng Jinnian moved, she would carefully rub her hand against his palm.

He looked even more like the cat, especially his round, innocent eyes, which were exactly like the cat's. He smiled, a rare occurrence, and said in a deep, gentle voice, "So you like me that much."

He leaned forward a little more, his warm breath brushing against Chu Yun's ear, as if whispering tenderly to a lover.

“Ah Yun’s love for the Crown Prince is sincere.”

A woman's gentle voice reached my ears.

Feng Jinnian's smile deepened, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

“Is that so? But I need you to enter the palace. Since you like me, you must be willing to help me, right?” Feng Jinnian continued.

He felt the woman beside him stiffen slightly, but only for a moment before she quickly returned to normal. "A-Yun is willing."

The woman's unusual behavior earlier made Feng Jinnian feel somewhat nauseous. He thought indifferently, "What does it matter if she's willing or not? She's just a pawn. I'm just bored, and I've actually played along with her for so long."

He quickly straightened up and let go of her hand without any hesitation.

The woman was clearly taken aback for a moment by his actions. Even though her eyes were already wet, she quickly put on a smile and said, "If Your Highness needs me, I am willing to enter the palace, but I have a request."

As soon as she finished speaking, tears rolled down the woman's face like pearls from a broken string, one after another, dripping onto the ground and splashing.

She was still diligently acting, which Feng Jinnian found somewhat tiresome. However, the woman's request piqued his interest, and he wanted to see what other tricks she had up her sleeve.

"What request? Considering how much you care about me, I'll try my best to fulfill it," Feng Jinnian asked.

"Once you enter the palace, it's like entering a deep sea. I will not be able to stay by your side often in the future. I only hope that before I leave, you will allow me to serve you personally."

The woman's eyes were misty with tears, her gaze clear and beautiful. Feng Jinnian couldn't see the expression in her eyes, but the look on her face was very sincere. It seemed that she really liked him and hoped to stay by his side before leaving to ease her longing.

Feng Jinnian's previously waning interest was rekindled. He guessed at Chu Yun's little thoughts: she wanted to leave the pavilion, or even leave the mansion.

Let him guess. Perhaps this stubborn little bird is trying to escape, or perhaps she's trying to use his meager companionship to make an unreasonable request...

In short, Feng Jinnian would only believe three-tenths of what she said.

He suddenly realized that Chu Yun was nothing like the cat he used to have. After all, that cat was loyal and starved to death after he left it in Chu.

She was more like the so-called precious bird that Consort Guo had given him. Before he even went to the capital, she escaped from her cage when the servants weren't looking and threw herself into the embrace of the blue sky. She was impossible to tame.

Feng Jinnian, feeling playful, said with a troubled expression, "But you're going to enter the palace. If you stay by my side and someone sees your face, it will cause a lot of trouble."

"I can wear a veil or a mask, as long as Your Highness allows me to stay with you for a while, I will do anything." Chu Yun's voice was somewhat urgent.

Feng Jinnian said in a low voice, "Since you have considered everything so thoroughly, I will agree to your request. From now on, you will stay by my side until you enter the palace."

He reached out and wiped away Chu Yun's tears, saying softly, "You mustn't cry like that again. Seeing you cry so sadly makes me feel a little sorry for you."

Chu Yun's tears flowed even more freely. She looked at Feng Jinnian with a grateful expression, "Thank you for your understanding, Your Highness. You are indeed the best person in the world, just as I thought."

Feng Jinnian smiled. Of course he was good. Back then, after that sparrow flew out of its cage, he gave it some freedom before shooting it dead with his bow.

After all, the bird had been with him for a long time, and as its owner, he naturally had to fulfill its last wish before it died.

"Get up. Someone will help you with your hair and makeup shortly. Once you're ready, come and serve me." Feng Jinnian withdrew his hand, straightened up, and said to Chu Yun.

Chu Yun kowtowed to the ground, her voice filled with joy, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Feng Jinnian looked at the foolish sparrow, and the smile on his lips vanished abruptly.

He turned around, and as he walked, he expressionlessly took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped his fingers, as if he had just touched something dirty.

Behind him, Chu Yun raised her head and said in a low voice, "Respectfully seeing off the Crown Prince."

Upon hearing the sound, Feng Jinnian continued walking forward without stopping or turning his head. The wind blowing in from outside lifted the corner of his clothes and then rushed in, blowing directly onto Chu Yun.

A gentle breeze carried a faint scent of perfume, emanating from Feng Jinnian.