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

"What does the Regent mean by this?" Chu Yun looked at Qi Qingjia warily.

“My nephew is a heartless and unfaithful man. Doesn’t Consort Zhao know all about the many despicable things he has done to you?” Qi Qingjia said.

Chu Yun's face turned pale instantly. Her deepest secret had been revealed, and she couldn't help but panic. "What do you know?"

"I know a lot. What aspect are you referring to, Consort Zhao? Is it that Qi Jingheng ordered you to drink a soup that was supposed to help you conceive, but was actually a way to induce a false pregnancy? Or did he make a mistake and watch your child die?"

Qi Qingjia's voice was calm, as if he were discussing the weather with Chu Yun. However, Chu Yun collapsed to the ground because of his words, her body trembling slightly. She suddenly raised her voice, "Shut up! Don't say another word!"

Qi Qingjia looked down, his gaze fixed on Chu Yun. His eyes were complex, a mixture of regret and pity, like an abyss that made people afraid to meet his gaze.

He wasn't swayed by Chu Yun's disheveled appearance and continued, "Why don't you speak? The one who did wrong is Qi Jingheng, you know that. He used you and killed your child. He's the one who wronged you! Don't you want revenge? Cooperate with me, and I'll help you teach him a lesson."

With each sentence he spoke, he took a step forward, eventually even bending down to face Chu Yun.

The woman, who had fallen to the ground, seemed to have lost all her strength. She knew that danger was approaching, but she was powerless to avoid it. She could only watch as Qi Qingjia got closer and closer until the distance between them was so short that they could hear each other's breathing.

Qi Qingjia's voice continued, "Let me help you."

He had been observing Chu Yun's expression, from her initial shock and panic to her current struggle and unease. Every reaction and change in Chu Yun's expression had not escaped his notice, so he knew very well that Chu Yun was hesitating.

The bait has been laid, and Qi Qingjia doesn't think Chu Yun will refuse him. For someone who wants revenge, the enemy of his enemy is naturally the best ally, especially since his ally is so powerful.

Qi Qingjia waited calmly, even taking the time to examine Chu Yun's face.

They had met four times.

On two occasions at banquets, they were not far apart, but as the emperor's uncle, he could not focus his gaze on a concubine. He could only guess from a brief, fleeting glance that she was quite beautiful. On another occasion at a pavilion, he hid in the night and did not approach her. He only remembered that the moonlight shone on her, making her look soft and beautiful. On yet another occasion, he was separated from her by a screen and could not see her face. He could only hear her cries of pain.

His fleeting encounters with her formed his entire understanding of her: a foolish, weak woman with a beautiful face.

The fifth time he saw her, however, overturned his judgment of her. It turned out that she was not entirely weak, but rather very resilient; it turned out that she was not entirely stupid, but rather able to see through Qi Jingheng's schemes; there was only one thing he was right about: she was truly beautiful.

The most beautiful thing was her pair of eyes brimming with tears. They were so clean and pure, with long eyelashes clustered together and glistening with teardrops. Being looked at by such eyes easily evoked a protective instinct in one.

Qi Qingjia suppressed the strange feeling that arose in his heart, and kept a cold expression as he watched Chu Yun struggle and hesitate.

It felt like a long time had passed, yet it also felt like only a few breaths had gone by, when Qi Qingjia heard a low, hoarse voice – “Okay.”

Just then, a beam of light shone through the window, illuminating Qi Qingjia's slightly curved lips.

*

After that day we parted, everything seemed to have returned to square one.

Chu Yun remained in the deep palace, protected from all danger.

Qi Qingjia and Qi Jingheng continued their struggle in the court. Both were hesitant to go all out, resulting in a stalemate where neither could gain the upper hand.

Beneath the calm facade lies a surging tide; a storm is brewing, and no one can escape it.

The Great Qi dynasty conquered the country on horseback, and since its founding, it has had the tradition of hunting, which has continued to this day without change. Qi Jingheng also wanted to use this year's hunt to establish his prestige, so this year's autumn hunt was held in a grand manner. Half a month in advance, everyone in the palace was busy preparing for the autumn hunt.

"It's not peaceful outside. During this autumn hunt, A-Yun, please stay in the palace and wait for my return, okay?" Inside the Cherry Blossom Palace, Qi Jingheng spoke to Chu Yun in a gentle voice.

The two were playing chess when Chu Yun paused, her gaze shifting from the chessboard to Qi Jingheng.

Meeting his gaze, Chu Yun gently shook her head.

Qi Jingheng was surprised, "Why don't you want to? Are you afraid it will be too boring to be alone in the palace?"

Chu Yun lowered her head slightly, her voice muffled: "I don't want to be separated from His Majesty for too long."

Seeing her so shy, Qi Jingheng smiled and agreed without much hesitation, "Okay, but there are many people and eyes in the hunting grounds. In order to prevent someone from seeing through my disguise, I'm afraid you will suffer."

"I'm not wronged. As long as I can be with Jingheng, I'm not wronged no matter what."

Chu Yun kept her head down. From Qi Jingheng's perspective, he could see the woman's reddened earlobes. His heart suddenly softened. In this world, only his A Yun truly loved him.

*

On the day of the autumn hunt, Qi Jingheng set off in full gear, and the grand procession departed from the imperial city for the hunting grounds.

To make Chu Yun's entourage less conspicuous, Qi Jingheng brought almost all the concubines of the harem with him. The women's carriages were placed at the back, while Chu Yun's carriage was in the middle, neither too high nor too low.

After entering the carriage, Chu Yun opened the drawer of the table and, as she had hoped, found a jade bottle with a delicate texture inside.

She put the jade bottle into her sleeve, leaned against the soft pillow behind her, and fell into a deep sleep.

Shuangxue and Qiuyue walked alongside the carriage. Seeing that Chuyun hadn't spoken, they lifted the curtain to look and found that she was fast asleep. They couldn't help but smile at each other.

After so many days, they were very happy that the Empress was willing to come out of Luoying Palace.

*

The hunting grounds were located north of the capital, covering a vast area. By the time everything was ready, it was already dark.

Using the excuse of wanting to eat hibiscus cake, Chu Yun sent Shuangxue and Qiuyue away. Then she sat quietly at the table, holding a jade bottle in her hand, her long, curled eyelashes trembling.

The dim candlelight inside the tent illuminated her face, making her pale complexion clearly visible.

This is what Qi Qingjia saw when she came in.

With just one glance, he could tell she was very nervous. And rightly so, facing two heavy charges of murdering her husband and the ruler of the Great Qi, no woman would not be afraid, let alone someone like her who had never done anything wrong.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Chu Yun almost cried out. She suddenly stood up, her body trembling even more violently.

"Why are you here?" At least she had some sense of reason, so she kept her voice very low.

"Don't worry, no one will find out." Qi Qingjia's voice was very calm, which instilled a sense of trust in people for no reason.

Chu Yun let out a long sigh of relief and gradually regained her composure.

"Did the Regent come here to keep an eye on me?"