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

“Miss, the mountain is shrouded in fog and overgrown with vegetation, making it difficult to walk. Perhaps you should not go.” Qingyuan said with a troubled expression.

Qingying also chimed in, "Yes, Qingyuan is right. Miss, you should stay inside. You can paint or practice calligraphy there. You won't be exposed to the wind or rain, and you'll be spared the hardship of walking."

The two women served under Chu Yun. Chu Yun had a good temper and treated them kindly. She never hit or scolded them, and never even said a harsh word to them.

Having such a good master makes things much easier, and there are rarely times when things are so difficult.

But today, Chu Yun was unusually firm and insisted on going to the back mountain of Baima Temple.

The current emperor promotes Buddhism, and Buddhist temples are being built in various places to cater to his preferences.

The funds for the construction of Baima Temple were provided by a prince of the imperial family, and the inscription on the plaque was also requested by that prince from the current emperor. For these two reasons, Baima Temple is considered the foremost Buddhist temple in the world.

The Huaisu Mountain behind the White Horse Temple is also famous for this reason.

Mount Huaisu rises high into the clouds, its summit often shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland from afar.

Located at the foot of the emperor, the sacred mountain and Buddhist temple naturally attract attention.

Baima Temple is a popular place of worship, and after offering incense, pilgrims often stroll around Huaisu Mountain to enjoy the scenery.

I heard that there is a peach orchard on Huaisu Mountain. Every spring, thousands of trees bloom and petals fall, creating a beautiful sight.

Chu Yun had only heard about it from others before, but had never seen it with her own eyes.

She had been sick for several days, confined to her room drinking bitter medicine, feeling suffocated. When she finally felt a little better, she thought of going to Huaisu Mountain to see the peach grove.

Although it is springtime, the morning fog and dew are heavy. Qingyuan and Qingying are worried that Chuyun's body cannot withstand it, so they repeatedly persuaded her.

"No need to say anything more, I really want to go and see, so please grant my wish." Chu Yun remained unmoved.

Qingyuan and Qingying were speechless for a moment. Chuyun was usually easy to talk to, but once she made up her mind to do something, no one could persuade her otherwise. Just like when she wanted to come to Baima Temple, even the old lady in the family couldn't dissuade her.

"Alright, don't worry. After taking the medicine for so many days, I do feel much better. I know my own body. I can handle going out for a while," Chu Yun added.

"If you say that I can't go out while I'm sick, when has this body ever not been sick? It's just a matter of degree."

Having said all that, how could Qingyuan and Qingying bear to persuade them any further?

“We’ve never been to this back mountain before, so it would be better to bring Guard Li and the others along, so we can feel more at ease,” Qingying suggested.

"No, no, taking them with us will make things unpleasant. They'll be watching us all the time. It'll just be the three of us. If we go out now, we can just say we're going to the temple to offer incense. We'll be back around noon, and no one will know," Chu Yun said, her eyes shining with joy and anticipation.

No matter how sensible and composed she is, she is still just a girl who is about to come of age, so it is normal for her to have some playfulness and childlike fun.

Qingyuan and Qingying thought about it and felt that Chuyun made sense. They gritted their teeth and nodded in agreement.

The three of them, master and servants, left the courtyard and headed towards the entrance to the mountain road leading up Huaisu Mountain.

Passing through the Buddhist temple and reaching its deepest part, you will see a quiet path winding upwards, with no end in sight.

There are no paved roads on Huaisu Mountain; the path leading up the mountain was made by people stepping on it, giving it a rustic charm.

Chu Yun and the others arrived early, and there weren't many people going up the mountain. At this moment, only the three of them set off on the path up the mountain.

The cicadas' chirping makes the forest seem even quieter, and the birds' singing makes the mountain seem even more secluded.

Walking along the secluded path, accompanied by the chirping of birds, this is truly a paradise on earth.

Chu Yun was enjoying the mountain scenery and was somewhat reluctant to leave. However, thinking about the purpose of climbing the mountain today, she had to put aside her enjoyment and find an excuse to send Qing Yuan and Qing Ying away.

"Such beautiful scenery, it's a pity to forget it as soon as you see it. I want to paint it. Fortunately, I haven't gone far. Qingyuan and Qingying, please go to the trouble of fetching my brush, ink, paper, inkstone, and Qingluan zither."

Chu Yun pointed to a pavilion halfway up the mountain and said, "I'll wait for you there. Go quickly and come back soon."

Mount Huaisu is extremely high. Although no roads were built for the sake of enjoyment, several pavilions were constructed along the way to provide rest for people.

As you ascend the mountain, the first pavilion you see is a few hundred steps to the west, where you will reach the renowned peach blossom forest.

Chu Yun and the others had been gone for about fifteen minutes. Even if Qing Yuan and Qing Ying went back to get their things, it would only take them a little over half an hour to make the round trip, which would be enough for Chu Yun to complete her plans.

"Miss! We're worried about you being here alone!" Qingyuan's face fell, looking very troubled.

"This is a sacred Buddhist site. What are you worried about? Go and come back quickly. Don't waste your time arguing with me here. We've already brought the things back." Chu Yun ignored them and turned to leave.

"I'll be waiting for you at the pavilion."

Qingyuan and Qingying looked at Chuyun's retreating figure, exchanged a glance, and were both speechless. Why was their young lady acting so unpredictably today?

Despite their reluctance, the two obeyed and returned.

Leaving Qingyuan and Qingying behind, Chu Yun quickened her pace and arrived at the pavilion in about a quarter of an hour.

The square pavilion has eaves that curve outwards, like a bird spreading its wings. Next to it is a clear spring with water gurgling out.

The spring water gurgles like the tinkling of jade pendants; standing in the pavilion and enjoying the view must be very pleasant.

Unfortunately, Chu Yun had other things to do, so she only glanced at the pavilion before heading towards the peach blossom grove.

Peach blossom petals are everywhere on the way to the peach grove; some are crushed into the dust, while others dance in the wind.

A gentle breeze carrying the scent of grass inexplicably lifted Chu Yun's spirits.

The young girl walked slowly with light steps and encountered the young man practicing swordsmanship in the forest.

The young man, dressed in black with ink-black hair, possessed superb swordsmanship. With each swing of his sword, a gust of wind arose, and flower petals swayed in the breeze, swirling around him like a startled swan or a swimming dragon.

The sound of the sword cutting through the air was extremely sharp, and as the sword danced, it seemed as if ten thousand flowers came to celebrate, a beauty that dazzled the mind.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

Her beauty is unforgettable.

The young man moved very fast, almost leaving a blur, and because he was wearing a mask, his true face was impossible to see.

Chu Yun stood under the peach tree, her eyes fixed on the young man practicing his sword, her gaze filled with amazement.

Peach blossoms fell softly, adorning Chu Yun's hair and shoulders, but she was completely unaware, her mind and eyes fixed only on the young man practicing his sword.

I don't know how long I watched, it felt like a lifetime had passed, until the young man made his final thrust, twirled his sword, and then sheathed it.

He turned his back as if to leave.

Chu Yun suddenly woke up with a start. Before her mind could process what was happening, her feet had already taken a step forward.

The young man in front of him suddenly turned around.

Their eyes met, and a single glance felt like an eternity.

Just in time, a gentle spring breeze rustled through the branches, scattering petals like a shower of blossoms, adding a touch of charm to this encounter.