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

Only after Jiang Guogong had completely gone far away did Yan Jinyu jump down from the roof beam.

He did the same thing, gently turning the mechanism, and the hidden door opened with a click.

Yan Jinyu crouched down and entered through the hidden door.

It was a long, secret passage. Once you passed through it, your view suddenly opened up.

The huge secret room was filled with boxes, which were filled with gold and silver jewelry, gleaming brightly.

The phrase "gold everywhere" may sound exaggerated, but it is no exaggeration to describe the scenery of this secret chamber.

Unfortunately, these treasures failed to rouse Yan Jinyu's spirits. He kept his eyes straight ahead and walked directly to the deepest part of the secret chamber.

A four-cornered platform suddenly came into Yan Jinyu's view.

He strode forward, picked up the brocade box, opened it, and sure enough, saw what he wanted—a map of the northern border defenses.

Yan Jinyu curled her lips, took out the fake blueprint she had prepared beforehand, replaced the real blueprint, and put the box back in its original place.

Having successfully escaped from the Jiang residence, Yan Jinyu sped back to Baima Temple.

After leaving his study, Duke Jiang went to Old Master Jiang's room and knelt on the ground.

"Father, nothing is missing."

The charge of treason against the Wang family was pinned on them by Chiang Kai-shek.

Empress Wang was deeply favored by Emperor Qing'an, and Yan Jinyu gradually grew up. Members of the Wang family were scattered throughout the court. Consort Jiang lost favor with Emperor Qing'an because of Consort Song, and none of the Jiang family members were of any use.

Whether in the imperial court or the inner palace, the Jiang family was at a great disadvantage.

In order to bring down the Wang family, Old Master Jiang took a desperate gamble and cooperated with an enemy country.

He handed over the map of the northern border defenses of the enemy state, and gave away six cities in Yanbei, in exchange for the enemy state's help to destroy the royal family.

The evidence of the royal family's treason, leaked from a general of an enemy state, proved extremely useful; no one in the Great Yan Dynasty doubted it.

With the Wang family punished, the Jiang family seized the opportunity and prospered.

Unfortunately, trying to negotiate with a tiger for its skin ultimately backfired.

The enemy country, holding evidence of the Chiang family's cooperation with them, threatened the Chiang family to leave behind the hot potato of the northern border defense map, all in order to control the Chiang family.

Destroying the Chiang family was easy, but penetrating deep into enemy territory was very difficult.

For a dynasty to be overthrown, it must begin to disintegrate from within.

With the Jiang family acting as their inside agents, the Great Yan dynasty's fate is sealed.

The Jiang family was a pawn planted deep within the Great Yan by the enemy state.

Over the years, the Jiang family has been controlled by the enemy state. Every time they send gold, the enemy state uses this gold to train its troops, keeping them ready to attack the Great Yan at any time.

Old Master Jiang had committed countless evil deeds and had been plagued by nightmares for years, so he devoted himself to Taoist practice.

The room was filled with smoke, and an elderly man with white hair sat cross-legged in the center.

Upon hearing what Duke Jiang said, Old Master Jiang slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were cloudy and sharp, with occasional flashes of cunning. They lacked the peace and wisdom of a cultivator, showing only endless greed.

It seems that even practicing Taoism couldn't eliminate the old duke's violent temper and calculating nature.

"That's good. The Emperor hasn't been feeling well lately, so it's time for us to get started." After saying this, Old Master Jiang closed his eyes again.

Duke Jiang lowered his head. "Yes."

Old Master Jiang thought he was in a safe position. He believed that as long as he put Yan Huaiji on the throne, changed the dynasty, and replaced all the ministers in the court with members of the Jiang family, even if they were accused of treason, would Yan Huaiji dare to touch the Jiang family for the sake of the throne?

Don't forget, the deposed crown prince is still alive. Once the Wang family's case is overturned, his status as the eldest son of the legitimate wife will naturally be restored. Those in the imperial clan with ulterior motives will definitely not let the opportunity pass. It will be difficult for Yan Huaiji to keep the throne!

Old Master Jiang was certain that even if something happened, Yan Huaiji would stand on the Jiang family's side.

When the iron cavalry crushes the enemy country, all the sins he committed will vanish.

Even the most meticulous historians will only record the prosperity of the Chiang family.

This is the law of the victors!

"Yes, son understands." A look of joy crossed Jiang Guogong's face.

If we wait a little longer, the Jiang family will rise to an even higher level.

"Father, a few days ago, thieves broke into the manor. I wonder if they came for that thing?" said Duke Jiang.

"Strengthen the security inside the mansion, don't let even a fly in. Once Yan Huaiji ascends the throne, we won't have to live in fear anymore," said Old Master Jiang.

“Father is wise. The items have been coated with medicine. Even if someone dares to break in, they will not be able to get the city defense map and leave the Jiang residence alive.”

The father and son laughed loudly, which looked particularly eerie in the dark night.

*

On the other side, Yan Jinyu gradually sensed that something was wrong.

He felt his vision blur and his heart clench, unable to see the road ahead.

He was able to leave the Jiang family mansion thanks to Yunrong's medicinal baths since he was a child, which gave him a strong resistance to poison. However, even the strongest body cannot withstand the attack of poison.

Soon, his steps became unsteady.

Yan Jinyu, clinging to her last bit of strength, collapsed in a quiet alley.

The last thing I remember is darkness.

*

Chu Yun rested in bed for a few days, and even while ill, she did not forget to send Guard Li to inquire about Yan Jinyu's whereabouts, but to no avail.

Her health had suffered, and she had been listless and unwilling to move for the past few days. She would spend her time reading books and occasionally get out of bed to draw a few pictures.

That day, she held a book, her eyes were fixed on it, but her gaze was unfocused and vacant.

Qingyuan carried the medicine into the room, slowly making her way to the bedside, and placed the medicine on the table. Chuyun didn't even notice, and it's unclear what she was thinking.

Seeing her like this, Qingyuan moved even more lightly.

She leaned close behind Chu Yun and whispered, "What are you looking at, Miss?"

Chu Yun suddenly woke up with a start, slammed the book she was holding onto the bed, and stammered, "No... I wasn't reading anything."

She looked like a startled rabbit; not only was her gaze unnatural, but her hand gripping the book tightened involuntarily.

Qingyuan chuckled, "Miss, don't hide it! I saw what it said in the book!"

"Red beans grow in the south, how many branches will sprout in spring? I wish you would pick more, for this is the most cherished token of love." Qingyuan took a few steps back, shaking her head as she spoke, her voice drawn out and her tone strange.

"Miss, who are you missing?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Chu Yun knew perfectly well that the girl was teasing her, so she deliberately put on a long face and said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

However, the slight blush on her face made her words lose their authority.

Qingyuan wasn't afraid at all. "Miss, you've wronged me. I didn't say anything nonsense. You usually hate all that complicated stuff about love and romance, but these past two days you've been holding onto this poem and won't let go. What else could it be but someone you're thinking of?"

"I... I just miss... Sister Cui, so I read this poem to express my longing. Don't get any wild ideas. Besides, this poem is about missing a friend. What are you thinking?" Chu Yun said guiltily.

Qingyuan: "Oh—, so you miss Miss Cui. That's easy. I'll go write an invitation and invite Miss Cui to meet you at Baima Temple."

As she spoke, Qingyuan made a move to leave.

"Good Qingyuan, please don't go!" Chu Yun begged for mercy.

Qingyuan had no intention of going either, and smiled as she looked at Chuyun.

"Alright, let's not talk about that for now. I came here to tell you some good news, I guarantee you'll be happy to hear it!"

Chu Yun, however, seemed uninterested. "Really? What is it?"

"There's news about the young master who saved the young lady that day!" Qingyuan said.

Then she watched as her young mistress's eyes sparkled, completely different from before.

"Really! Where is he?"