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

Chu Yun deliberately left a question unanswered, and Yan Huaiji answered it. Because of this, the two began to correspond with each other again.

The more they talked, the more Yan Huaiji felt that Chu Yun was quite knowledgeable and that they got along very well.

Her ideas were always different from those of ordinary women.

Despite yearning for the vast world outside, they are forced to remain confined to the inner courtyard.

Such a woman marrying Jiang Ju'an was truly a waste of her talent.

As Yan Huaiji touched the words on the letter, this thought suddenly popped into his mind.

After regaining his senses, he was secretly alarmed.

The marriage alliance between the Jiang and Cui families is a good thing for him; he shouldn't think that way, nor should he.

Yan Huaiji pressed his temples, put the letter away, placed it in a brocade box, and locked it securely.

*

The Hundred Flowers Festival was a grand event in the capital, a lively and bustling affair. Not only would ordinary people come out to admire the lanterns, but the emperor would also host a night banquet to entertain his ministers and share the joy with the people.

On this day, Madam Cui actually allowed Cui Siwan to go out. She even made new clothes for Cui Siwan and booked a private room at Tian Tai Lou, saying that she didn't want Cui Siwan to be bored at home.

Madam Cui is all talk and no action; her solicitousness can't possibly be for anything good.

But she made a move, and Cui Siwan didn't take it this time. There will be a next time, and the time after that.

Therefore, she wrote a letter to Chu Yun, explaining the situation.

Chu Yun received the letter and asked Ban Jin to investigate Jiang Ju'an's whereabouts. She learned that he had also booked a private room at Tian Tai Lou, right next to Cui Siwan's.

This matter is not simple. Jiang Ju'an is after Cui Siwan, and he definitely has ill intentions.

Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and a blessing may be a misfortune in disguise. Whether it is a blessing or a misfortune, we should see for ourselves.

Chu Yun replied, expressing her willingness to travel with Cui Siwan.

On the night of the Hundred Flowers Festival, Chu Yun booked a private room and asked Cui Siwan to wait for her there, while she went to the private room booked by Madam Cui.

Chu Yun picked up the cup and squinted her eyes.

This tea has been spiked.

Jiang Ju'an, that bastard, is deliberately trying to ruin Cui Siwan!

Chu Yun pretended not to know and slowly drank the tea.

Soon, a surge of heat rose from his lower abdomen, and a feeling of intense heat churned within him, causing double vision to appear before his eyes.

As the medication took effect, Chu Yun knew that someone would be coming in soon.

She summoned Qingyuan, knocked her unconscious, and hid her between the bed and the cabinet, with heavy bed curtains completely obscuring her figure.

"Yunyun, Jiang Ju'an has arrived with his men," Banjin reminded her.

We must leave here!

Chu Yun's steps were unsteady and disordered. After opening the door, she heard Jiang Ju'an's voice.

Having suffered a great loss at the Moshuzhai, Jiang Ju'an dared not provoke Yan Huaiji, so he bullied Pei Jianzhi at the academy.

Unfortunately, the renowned literary figure Gu Fuzi came to see Pei Jianzhi in person, only to find Jiang Ju'an bullying him.

Master Gu angrily rebuked Jiang Ju'an in front of everyone, which completely ruined Jiang Ju'an's already shaky reputation and dragged down the reputation of the Jiang family as well.

Jiang Ju'an was confined to his home by the enraged Duke Jiang. The more he thought about it, the more resentful he became, and he ended up blaming all the blame on "Cui Siwan".

If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have gone to that Ink Study! And he wouldn't have ended up like this!

Jiang Ju'an knew he had to marry Cui Siwan, but he didn't want Cui Siwan to have an easy time, so he tricked Madam Cui into wanting to meet Cui Siwan alone and cultivate their relationship.

Madam Cui couldn't wait for Cui Siwan to marry Jiang Ju'an, so how could she possibly refuse?

She took advantage of the moment when Minister Cui was away at the palace banquet to let Cui Siwan leave.

Jiang Ju'an poisoned the tea in the private room, intending to ruin Cui Siwan's reputation.

His premarital affair had no impact on him, but it was a devastating blow to Cui Siwan.

Jiang Ju'an could almost imagine the miserable state Cui Siwan would be in after marrying into the Jiang family.

Since he married her unwillingly, Cui Siwan shouldn't expect to marry well either.

As soon as he went upstairs, he saw a woman come out of the private room. Seeing that her face was flushed, he guessed that she was Cui Siwan. Fearing that she would run away, he said to the servants behind him, "That's her. Grab her and don't let her get away."

Upon hearing the sound, Chu Yun's pupils contracted slightly, and she immediately ran in the opposite direction.

She stumbled and staggered forward, like a butterfly with a broken wing.

Jiang Ju'an stared at Chu Yun's back, a lewd smile on his face. He recalled Chu Yun's stunningly beautiful face and misty eyes when she turned around, and a heat rose in his lower abdomen.

Such a beauty is meant to be his.

With that face and that waist, marrying her wouldn't be a bad deal.

He will definitely "cherish" her.

Jiang Ju'an was confident that Chu Yun could not escape his grasp, so he returned to his private room and waited for his servants to capture Chu Yun and bring her back for his enjoyment.

Chu Yun felt dizzy and could barely take a step.

[Yunyun, hang in there a little longer. Yan Jinyu and Pei Jianzhi are in the private room ahead. We'll be there soon.] Jinjin said in the space.

Must persevere.

Chu Yun bit her lower lip hard, her sharp teeth drawing blood.

The pain brought her to a moment of clarity.

The footsteps behind her grew closer and closer. Chu Yun forced herself to take a step and pushed open the door in front of her.

She practically lunged in and fell to the ground.

The sound of the door opening startled Yan Jinyu and Pei Jianzhi awake.

Yan Jinyu picked up the sword on the table and rushed out, the tip of the sword pointing directly at Chu Yun.

Pei Jianzhi followed behind him.

Chu Yun knelt on the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably. She looked up and saw a person wearing a black mask. The mask completely covered his face, making it impossible to see his appearance.

Similarly, Chu Yun also saw Pei Jianzhi behind him.

"Young Master Pei, save me."

The woman's voice was weak, and the last syllable trembled.

Her face was flushed, her eyes were slightly glazed, and she was panting heavily. Crimson blood trickled down her lower lip. She looked disheveled, yet she possessed a captivating, dejected beauty.

Yan Jinyu held up his sword, narrowed his eyes, as if the sword in his hand was about to pierce Chu Yun at any moment.

"Watch where you're going!"

"Stop for me."

......

At this moment, the Jiang family servants arrived, attracting Yan Jinyu's attention.

He glanced at the woman kneeling on the ground and the people chasing her behind him, then twirled his longsword.

Chu Yun felt a cool breeze brush past her, and then the person in front of her disappeared, while behind her, she heard wails.

The sword that had been hanging over her disappeared, and Chu Yun let out a long sigh of relief. Her body was completely exhausted, and she fell uncontrollably to the ground.

Pei Jianzhi rushed to help her.

"Miss Lin, what's wrong?"

Chu Yun gripped Pei Jianzhi's arm tightly, and with his support, she finally didn't fall to the ground.

She wanted to answer Pei Jianzhi's question, but another wave of heat surged through her body.

A tingling sensation spread through her as she held Pei Jianzhi's hand, followed by a burning feeling.

She wanted to get closer to Pei Jianzhi, but she also had a vague feeling that doing so was too dangerous.

Finally, Chu Yun pushed Pei Jianzhi away and shouted, "Don't come near me!"

Under Pei Jianzhi's surprised and puzzled gaze, Chu Yun pulled out the silver hairpin from her hair and stabbed it fiercely into her own arm.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining her white clothes red.

Chu Yun's face contorted in pain, and she cried out in agony.

She pulled out the hairpin, but her hand slipped, and the blood-stained silver hairpin rolled to the ground.