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

Qi Qingjia was gone for a month, and many changes had taken place in the capital.

Qi Jingheng promulgated new policies and finally began to express his opinions in the court.

Only then did the officials of Daqi realize that this emperor had been hiding his true abilities all along. He had been lying low for many years, and now he was finally revealing his sharp claws. His methods and schemes were no less than those of Qi Qingjia.

Considering his previous punishment of aristocratic families, it was no accident, but rather a deliberate act.

The Great Qi Dynasty has always valued orthodoxy, with only fathers succeeding sons and no tradition of brothers succeeding brothers. Qi Jingheng was more legitimate than Qi Qingjia. Previously, Qi Jingheng was unable to establish himself, but now that he was willing to step forward, some Hanlin scholars naturally favored him more. In addition, the commoners had a greater fondness for Qi Jingheng because of the new policies. In a short period of time, Qi Jingheng had actually accumulated a considerable force.

He has been so busy these past few days that he has to think carefully before he speaks, lest he leave any loopholes. The only thing he is happy about is that Chu Yun has woken up from her coma.

Even though she became withdrawn and often spaced out after waking up, Qi Jingheng was still relieved. As long as she was awake, he would help her untangle the remaining knots in her heart little by little.

"what--"

As night deepened, a woman's exclamation rang out from inside the Cherry Blossom Palace.

The palace maids on night watch quickly got up, lit the lamps, and showed no sign of panic. After all, this kind of situation had been happening every day for the past month, and they had gone from being alarmed at first to being calm about it now.

Qi Jingheng opened his eyes the moment Chu Yun let out her first gasp. He sat up abruptly and looked to the side.

The woman beside him had tears on her face, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her long eyelashes were covered with teardrops. She looked helpless and pitiful. She seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, her hands tightly gripping the corner of the blanket, and her body trembling slightly.

Qi Jingheng reached out his hand, trying to wake her from her nightmare.

The moment his finger touched Chu Yun, she let out an even sharper cry of pain, and then opened her eyes.

"A-Yun." Qi Jingheng said worriedly, his fingers reaching to wipe away Chu Yun's tears, but Chu Yun turned her head away to avoid it.

Qi Jingheng stood frozen in place. Although he knew she was still caught in a nightmare and hadn't recovered yet, her evasiveness still pained him.

After regaining consciousness and the stress subsided, when Qi Jingheng reached out to hug Chu Yun again, Chu Yun did not refuse and let him pick her up.

Seeing Chu Yun's lifeless eyes, Qi Jingheng's breath caught in his throat. He forced himself to maintain a calm expression and gently pressed Chu Yun's head against his shoulder. This was a gesture Chu Yun used to love to make, representing her complete dependence on him. Qi Jingheng didn't say it, but he liked seeing her rely on him. So, at this moment, he tried to find some comfort in this intimate gesture.

"Ah Yun, I'm here, don't be afraid." Qi Jingheng softened his voice, placing one hand on her waist to steady her, and gently patting her back with the other to soothe her emotions.

He had become quite skilled at it, and the woman in his arms slowly regained consciousness under his gentle care.

"Your Majesty," she called softly.

Qi Jingheng breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Ayun, don't be afraid."

Chu Yun simply gave a soft "hmm".

Qi Jingheng's heart sank.

This shouldn't be happening. Before, whenever he said that, even without him saying it, Chu Yun would look at him with eyes full of trust and tell him in a gentle voice that she would always believe in him.

But now, even if he takes the initiative to speak, she is reluctant to express her trust in him.

Qi Jingheng knew that Chu Yun's inner conflict had not been resolved. The lost child was like an unhealable wound in her heart. It seemed harmless on the surface, but it tormented her every day, causing her to lose faith in the world and even in him.

He felt the same way; just thinking about that child made his heart ache so much that he could hardly breathe.

However, if the festering flesh is not removed, it will only worsen the injury and eventually lead to death. Qi Jingheng knew that he could not delay any longer; he had to help Chu Yun get out of the shadows.

"A-Yun." Qi Jingheng straightened Chu Yun's body so that she was facing him. "It was my fault for not protecting you and the child. I am so sorry."

This was the first time Qi Jingheng had mentioned the child in front of Chu Yun since she woke up.

This is a taboo that cannot be crossed between them.

Chu Yun's usually calm eyes flashed with grief, her body trembled more violently than before, and her breathing became heavier and heavier. Like a young animal whose wound had been stepped on, she only wanted to escape back to her den for refuge as quickly as possible. "Don't say anymore."

Her voice was soft and trembling, filled with deep pain and fear. Tears welled up in her bright eyes as she looked at Qi Jingheng pleadingly.

Every time this happened, Qi Jingheng would shut up and stop pressuring her. But today, he was determined to cut away the rotten flesh in her heart, and he was unwilling to give up halfway. He paused for a moment and continued, "Ayun, the child is gone, I can't lose you too."

"Don't make things difficult for yourself anymore. This is not your fault. It's all because of Consort Shu and the others' malicious intentions."

"Just for my sake, cheer up, okay?"

"We can have more children in the future."

These four short sentences seemed to drag Chu Yun into deeper pain. Her tears flowed more and more as she began to struggle to break free from Qi Jingheng's shackles.

“Ah Yun, listen to me. If the children knew and saw you like this, they would be sad too.”

He kept mentioning the child, and Chu Yun's emotions were on the verge of collapse. She suddenly pushed Qi Jingheng's hand away forcefully, "No, it's all my fault. I wasn't careful enough, I wasn't cautious enough, and that's why I hurt the child. The child will never forgive me. I'm an incompetent mother. I'm sorry to the child. I deserve to die. I deserve to die."

Upon hearing her mention death, Qi Jingheng's expression changed drastically. He was not mistaken; Chu Yun harbored a desire to die. Her heart, along with her soul, seemed to have died along with that child.

"No, you can't! You still have me, how can you think about dying? I won't allow it!" Qi Jingheng ignored her and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Why, why did you take my child away?" Chu Yun was immersed in her own world, still filled with grief and indignation, her chest heaving violently due to her intense emotions.

Seeing her like this, Qi Jingheng dared not mention the child again, and simply held her without saying another word.

Chu Yun cried for a long time before slowly falling asleep in Qi Jingheng's arms.

Qi Jingheng, however, could no longer fall asleep.

He never imagined that losing his child would be such a devastating blow to Chu Yun.

If she knew... that the child was actually dying step by step due to his indulgence, Qi Jingheng dared not imagine how Chu Yun would treat him.

She will definitely hate him.

No, she must never know this secret. Even if it means his death, Chu Yun must never find out.