Quick Transmigration: My Host's Darling Little Darling

Liuguang was the son of Qianniang, a maid who served his mother. They grew up together. When he was five, Qianniang was beaten to death for stealing her stepmother's jewelry. He pleaded for her in vain, and when he went to his father for help, his father only felt sorry for him. From then on, he felt that Liuguang was the only one by his side, but it seemed that he was a jinx, and Liuguang was not spared either.

If only he could have saved Liuguang, at least there would have been someone he could trust and rely on. But he woke up too late; he couldn't even collect Liuguang's body.

"What are you thinking about? Why are you so unhappy?" Sheng Yuan could clearly feel the low mood of the person in his arms.

Yu Zhixi was a little confused as to whether she had made it that obvious.

“I don’t want to notice, but someone is so heartbroken they’re practically breaking down,” Sheng Yuan replied.

Yu Zhixi realized that she had spoken her mind.

"I haven't touched a book in a long time," Yu Zhixi simply said.

“There are many books in the study. I’ll read them to you when I have time. If I’m not here, I’ll have Nuonuo read them to you. You can tell me what kind of book you want to read, and I’ll go find it for you.” Shengyuan patted his head.

"Thank you!" Yu Zhixi said with a smile.

Sheng Yuan suddenly drew closer, his tone full of delight: "Finally, you're smiling!"

Although Yu Zhixi couldn't see, his other senses were more sensitive than others. He could feel Sheng Yuan approaching, and the warm breath gently brushed against his face, directly burning Yu Zhixi's face red.

Sheng Yuan gently pinched Yu Zhixi's little cheek.

"Sheng Yuan!" Yu Zhixi said, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.

"Hey~" Sheng Yuan replied happily as his wife finally came to life.

"Hmph! You lecher!" Yu Zhixi said in a very low voice.

Sheng Yuan laughed after hearing this.

His wife is absolutely adorable!

Yu Zhixi was numb, so she buried her face in Sheng Yuan's neck and let him laugh.

Hearing Sheng Yuan's laughter, he couldn't help but smile.

Yu Zhixi hadn't experienced such a relaxed atmosphere in a long time. He thought that if he could live like this for the rest of his life, he would be very happy.

Hopefully, God will be on his side this time!

Before long, Sheng Yuan withdrew his divine power; one cannot become fat in one bite.

"I've been punished to copy books. Does Xixi want to come with me?" Shengyuan asked.

Yu Zhixi was still not used to this sticky way of addressing him. After a moment of hesitation, he replied, "I can't see, so I can't write."

"What are you thinking? Am I that heartless?" Sheng Yuan was amused: "Xi Xi just needs to keep me company. I'll chat with her while I copy, and keep her entertained."

As she spoke, Sheng Yuan dressed Yu Zhixi, secured his hair with a jade hairpin, and wrapped him tightly in a cloak, leaving only Yu Zhixi's small, palm-sized face exposed.

Yu Zhixi was picked up by Sheng Yuan, who put one arm around his back and the other arm around his buttocks. Yu Zhixi instinctively wrapped his arms around Sheng Yuan's neck.

Clearly, Yu Zhixi has adapted to Sheng Yuan's embrace.

After leaving the bedroom, Sheng Yuan carried Yu Zhixi all the way to the study. Some servants passing by glanced at her in surprise, then immediately lowered their heads, not daring to look any longer.

Sheng Yuan had already asked Nuonuo to prepare the study in advance, making some changes to the original solemn and serious style.

Nuonuo added a chair next to the main seat of the desk. The chair had a soft and comfortable cushion. There was also a matching table next to it, on which were some pastries and snacks that Yu Zhixi could eat. Nuonuo was brewing tea on the side.

The study was warm.

Sheng Yuan placed Yu Zhixi on the chair, and a blanket was placed over his legs.

Yu Zhixi reached out and touched it; it was a very comfortable and thick blanket.

"Sheng Yuan?" Yu Zhixi was puzzled. How could there be such a thing in the Crown Prince's study, and it even smelled sweet like pastries?

“Since you’re keeping me company, of course I want you to be comfortable,” Sheng Yuan explained, holding his hand.

A warm feeling washed over Yu Zhixi, but she simply said, "Thank you."

“There’s no need for thanks between us,” Sheng Yuan explained to him. “If you want to say thank you, just tell Nuonuo. He prepared all of this for you.”

Nuonuo was touched by her host's words!

"Nuo Nuo?"

"Your Highness, Nuonuo is here," Nuonuo said.

"Thank you." Yu Zhixi heard the soft, sweet voice and thought it sounded so endearing.

Waaaaah, its owner is so kind!

Nuonuo quickly replied, "These are all things Nuonuo should do, as long as the Crown Princess is comfortable!"

Next came copying the book.

To be honest, Sheng Yuan hadn't written with a brush in a long time, but imitating the original owner's handwriting was a piece of cake for him.

"The Empress is going to choose a consort for Xiao Hong. What are your thoughts, Crown Prince?" Nuonuo asked while looking at the stove.

Since everyone in the study was family, Nuonuo spoke up directly.

"Where did you hear that? What did you hear?" Sheng Yuan didn't intend to hide it from his wife.

Yu Zhixi was completely confused by their conversation.

"That's what the Empress Dowager was saying, she was saying it to her personal maid. She said that Wen Qingyu, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Wen, is ungrateful; Yu Qingyan, the eldest daughter of Grand Tutor Yu, is not bad, but her eldest son married the Crown Prince, so she's not very valuable, and she'd be alright as a concubine; Song Shiyuan, the eldest daughter of General Song, has a noble status and a good reputation, so she's a good match." Nuonuo repeated the Empress Dowager's words word for word, and then concluded, "It seems that Miss Song's luck isn't very good, she actually got chosen."

“The one she chooses may not be the one Xiao Hong wants to choose. She will probably bring up the matter of the bestowed marriage at Consort Xian’s birthday. As long as it doesn’t involve us, we can just observe.” Sheng Yuan continued writing calmly.

"I think so too, but Xiao Hong has decided to make you completely antagonize the Yu and Wen families through Wen Qingyu on the day of the banquet, and also embarrass you. The method is the most common technique in melodramatic novels. Do you want to get involved?"

"What do you think?"

"I think Wen Qingyu is a bit unlucky." After all, being targeted by Xiao Hong is really an unlucky thing.

"Wen Qingyu wants to be the empress, but the emperor only has three princes. Besides the crown prince, only Xiao Hong is of legal age. However, Xiao Hong is vengeful these days, so even if Wen Qingyu enters the prince's residence, she probably won't have a good time."

Therefore, it would be better for her to enter the Eastern Palace as a concubine. Rumors are rampant that the Crown Prince dislikes his future wife, and the Emperor still hasn't stripped Xiao Che of his title. The eldest son of the Yu family is still weak and recuperating in a secluded courtyard. Doesn't this convey the message that once the eldest son of the Yu family dies, a new Crown Princess will be chosen? The Emperor even said he would appoint a concubine for you; clearly, the future Empress is the betrothed concubine.

Upon hearing this, Yu Zhixi unconsciously clenched his hands, wrinkling the blanket.

Yu Zhixi felt a tightness in her chest and felt very uncomfortable.

Sheng Yuan retorted, "It's about assigning Xiao Che a concubine, don't talk nonsense."

Then she said to Yu Zhixi very seriously, "I only love you, there will be no one else."

Just those words made Yu Zhixi feel much better. But such a direct confession, especially with Nuonuo still around!

Yu Zhixi simply nodded slightly, indicating that she had heard him.

"Of course I know you wouldn't have anyone else but the Crown Princess. I misspoke just now." Nuonuo readily admitted her mistake and continued, "What I meant was that Wen Qingyu might very well want to enter the Eastern Palace. After all, in her heart, she and Crown Prince Xiao Che are childhood sweethearts. Although Xiao Che doesn't think much of her, well... to be precise, Xiao Che doesn't think much of anyone, including the Emperor."

"If she doesn't scheme, then all will be well; if she does, then let her reap what she sows," Sheng Yuan concluded.

"Okay, I'll see what I can do." Once Nuonuo got the message, she knew what to do.

"Your skill is quite good. You can use it to keep Xixi entertained when you have free time."

"Although I think you're wasting resources, I agree with your idea." Nuonuo then asked Yu Zhixi, "Your Highness, what would you like to hear? Anything that has happened, Nuonuo can find it for you!"

Yu Zhixi felt he needed to process this; what was going on?

“Nuonuo can know what others are doing at any time, and she can contact me anytime. If there’s anything you want to know or need from me in the future, you can ask her for help,” Shengyuan explained to Yu Zhixi.

"You guys are amazing!" Yu Zhixi blurted out, "Like gods."

“That’s just a deity protecting you,” Sheng Yuan said with a smile.

A strange thought crossed Yu Zhixi's mind: was it just a deity protecting him?

"Yes, yes! Your Highness can tell Nuonuo anything you need, and Nuonuo will definitely try her best to help you. If Nuonuo can't do it, you can tell the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince will definitely be able to solve it!" Nuonuo has absolute faith in her host's abilities.

Yu Zhixi believed what they said, inexplicably believing it, thinking it was true.

He used to have no powerful backer, but now his powerful backer is right beside him.

Yu Zhixi thought that perhaps his suffering had finally come to an end.

The two people's secrets were laid bare before him, and this trust made Yu Zhixi feel at ease.