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

"Alright, they've all gone down." Qi Jingheng smiled as he looked at Chu Yun in his arms and spoke gently.

Even though the two were already very close, Chu Yun was still very easily embarrassed. Although Qi Jingheng was helpless, he was also pleased to see her blushing and shy and helpless appearance.

Chu Yun slowly raised her head, saw the smile in Qi Jingheng's eyes, and said reproachfully, "Your Majesty—"

Her eyes were a little red, and her clear eyes were like hooks, making people itch. Qi Jingheng leaned down and gently kissed her cheek.

He had no desires, but he startled Chu Yun. "Your Majesty, it is daytime."

Qi Jingheng raised an eyebrow, leaning forward even closer to her. "What are you thinking about, my beloved? I'm not a beast. How could I be thinking about that all the time? Do you think I'm someone who has no self-control and no pity for you?"

Chu Yun hurriedly replied, "No, that's not what I meant."

Her voice trembled with anxiety as she tried to think of a way to salvage the situation. But when she saw Qi Jingheng looking at her calmly, without any sign of anger, she knew he was joking again. She said with a hint of grievance, "Your Majesty is teasing me again."

She turned her head to one side, acting childishly within Qi Jingheng's limits.

Qi Jingheng leaned closer to her and said, "It was my fault, my wife. Please forgive me this time."

Chu Yun was surprised, "Your Majesty, how could you say such a joke?"

"I didn't say anything wrong. Aren't we husband and wife? Aren't we the closest people in the world?" Qi Jingheng said nonchalantly, his eyes fixed on Chu Yun.

Chu Yun avoided his gaze and said bitterly, "Your Majesty, I am of lowly status and dare not address you as my husband."

Qi Jingheng pinched Chu Yun's chin, making her face him, and said seriously, "A-Yun, in my heart, you are my wife. Don't you understand my feelings for you?"

Chu Yun pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Just answer me, are you willing to be my husband?" Qi Jingheng pressed.

Chu Yun's eyelashes trembled slightly. "I'm willing."

Qi Jingheng was satisfied and pulled her into his arms again. "Don't worry, once we have a child, I will make you my empress. Then we will be a proper husband and wife."

The woman nestled in his arms trembled slightly, paused for a long time, and then murmured, "Your Majesty treats me so well."

Hearing Chu Yun's words, Qi Jingheng was momentarily lost in thought, his throat feeling tight and uncomfortable. Because Chu Yun couldn't see him, the smile on his face slowly faded.

Ah Yun, I have not treated you well, but I dare not let you know.

Qi Jingheng had worn a mask for too long, almost forgetting what kind of person he was. In front of Qi Qingjia, he was a mediocre and incompetent nephew; in front of the Empress Dowager, he was a lowly and despicable illegitimate son; in front of the palace concubines, he was the capricious ruler of the Great Qi. In order to survive, pretense had almost become an instinct etched into his bones.

Only in front of Chu Yun would he reveal a side of himself that was different from all those masks. He would make harmless little jokes with her, enjoy teasing her, and then come to comfort her when she threw a tantrum.

Just now, he called Chu Yun "Madam" and referred to himself as Chu Yun's husband. This was not only an expression of intimacy towards Chu Yun, but also because he had a carefree side to his personality.

Sometimes Qi Jingheng would think that if he hadn't been born into an imperial family, but instead into an ordinary family, he might have developed a carefree nature, lived a mundane life, and enjoyed life to the fullest. Even without immense wealth, he could still live a carefree life, which would be much better than being trapped in the most magnificent palace and manipulated by others for the rest of his life, just like he is today.

And then there's Chu Yun. If they hadn't met in the palace, if he hadn't been the emperor, he wouldn't have had to lie to her every day and constantly endure the fear of her discovering everything.

Even if he felt guilty for deceiving her one moment, he had no choice but to continue lying to her according to the plan the next. The pain of being torn apart made Qi Jingheng feel very hypocritical.

Even though he had done things that were wrong to Chu Yun, he still hoped that Chu Yun could love him.

Even as he was filled with self-loathing, he softened his voice and said, "I will always be good to you."

Qi Jingheng felt the hand on his waist slowly tighten, and the woman in his arms hugged him tightly, as if she were holding all of him.

"I believe in Your Majesty."

*

That night, Qi Jingheng came out of the clean room and ran into Shuangxue, who was carrying a bowl of medicine. His gaze fell on the steaming and bitter-smelling bowl of medicine, and an unreadable emotion flashed across his eyes.

"Give it to me," Qi Jingheng said, picking up a bowl and a small dish of candied fruit from the tray and slowly walking towards the bed.

Shuangxue silently withdrew, and Qiuyue, having finished cleaning Chuyun's body, also left without making a sound.

Qi Jingheng lifted the layers of bed curtains, and what he saw was a scene that made his mouth dry.

Although the woman had changed into clean clothes to cover the bruises on her body, her eyes and brows still revealed a hint of lust. Her chest rose and fell slightly, and the red marks on her neck were not completely concealed, revealing a round spot that easily evoked Qi Jingheng's memory. His breathing tightened slightly, and after a pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "A-Yun, it's time to take your medicine."

Upon hearing the sound, Chu Yun slowly got up, took the medicine bowl from Qi Jingheng's hand, and obediently drank the medicine.

Qi Jingheng pinched a candied fruit and fed it to Chu Yun, his fingers lingering on her lips.

"You've suffered." A dark glint rolled in his eyes.

Chu Yun looked up at him and smiled, "It's not bitter. If I could really have a child with Your Majesty, I would be willing to do anything."

Her obedient appearance only intensified Qi Jingheng's bitterness.

She feared hardship, yet she never complained to him, single-mindedly wanting to bear him children, completely unaware that he was plotting against her.

Chu Yun ignored the pity in Qi Jingheng's eyes and continued to pierce his heart, "Your Majesty, I really don't feel bitter. With Your Majesty here, I am not bitter."

"Once we have children, we won't have to drink these bitter medicines anymore," Qi Jingheng said in a strained voice, his words a mix of comfort and assurance.

This was nonsense, and Chu Yun didn't believe it at all, but she still smiled with anticipation, as if Qi Jingheng's words reminded her of a child who hadn't even been born yet.

"I have drunk so much bitter medicine. If the child really comes, Your Majesty must side with me."

Qi Jingheng tucked the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear and kissed the corner of her eye tenderly. "Of course, A-Yun is the most important person in my heart. No child can surpass you."

Hearing him say that, Chu Yun hesitated again. "Let's not. If Your Majesty is biased, the child will be sad. You should just handle official business impartially."

Qi Jingheng changed his mind, "I'll do whatever you say."

"Your Majesty indulges me so much, aren't you afraid I'll become spoiled and arrogant?" Chu Yun said with a smile.

"It's alright, I can handle it," Qi Jingheng said.

Upon hearing this, Chu Yun laughed so hard that she nearly dazzled Qi Jingheng.