Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Bai Xu is much better; she's gentle and polite, unlike Zhao Qiyu, who always has a cold face and acts like someone owes him something.

"What about His Highness? Why don't you go after him quickly? I'm worried that if you get blamed, it will affect you."

Pei Ming sighed, then put his arm around him and spoke:

"He left first, so even if something happens to him, it's his own problem. Don't worry, this general won't be affected by an unfavored prince like him."

"Besides, the only thing I'm worried about is you."

Upon hearing this, Bai Xu shyly nestled in his arms, feigning dependence on him, and said:

"Thank you, Brother Ming. You're all I have from now on."

The little black cat hiding nearby kept rolling its eyes:

[How disgusting, Your Highness! It's been a long time since the Emperor has seen such a monstrosity.]

The last person to encounter such a scheming woman was His Highness himself, and now he's getting his comeuppance.

Of course, Your Highness's green tea is refreshing and elegant, without this greasy taste.

Chi Xing was lying on Zhao Qiyu's lap at this moment. He used some divine power to relieve the pain in his back injury, and it was effective. The cold sweat that had been pouring out of him from the pain had lessened.

I'm too lazy to deal with 250. Let it play by itself and don't bother it.

So, on a dark and windy night, Pei Ming and his entourage's carriage suddenly went berserk, speeding wildly through the deserted streets.

The two people who were cuddling inside the carriage were suddenly jostled around by the inertia, and Bai Xu's head smashed a large hole in the carriage window.

Pei Ming was a general and possessed some martial prowess, which prevented him from being seriously injured.

He only jumped off the carriage with Bai Xu in his arms when the carriage slowed down.

By this time, Bai Xu had already been knocked unconscious.

*

"Your Highness, we've arrived at the Prince's residence." It was Xiao Yezi's voice from outside.

Zhao Qiyu sat upright in the carriage. After carrying Chixing into the carriage, he had laid him on the soft couch, but the position seemed to make him uncomfortable, as he kept frowning.

He simply helped him sit up, and Akahoshi's body slowly went limp, collapsing onto his lap.

The current position is that Akahoshi's upper body is lying in his arms.

"Akahoshi, we've arrived. How are you?"

Akahoshi did not react, as if he had fainted again.

Zhao Qiyu had no choice but to embrace him face to face, supporting his buttocks with one hand and holding his waist with the other, as she stepped off the carriage.

Chi Xing's arm was draped over Zhao Qiyu's shoulder, while Xiao Yezi supported him with one hand and held a lantern in the other.

Zhao Qiyu broke many of the original rules today. For example, he actually cared about a little servant, hugged the little servant, and even put the little servant on his own bed.

"Go fetch some hot water," he instructed the young eunuch who had followed him in.

"Your Highness, shall I be allowed to do this?"

This was the first time Xiao Yezi had ever seen His Highness show such concern for someone. Apart from His Highness the Crown Prince and His Majesty the Empress, His Highness had always been cold and indifferent.

Zhao Qiyu waved his hand: "It's alright, I will do it myself."

Hot water was brought in, and Zhao Qiyu told the servants to leave. Chi Xing's clothes were covered in blood and definitely needed to be changed.

Taking out a set of casual clothes that he usually wore loosely, Zhao Qiyu directly cut open Chi Xing's clothes with scissors.

He was completely naked, and Zhao Qiyu began to wipe his body.

As soon as the handkerchief touched the back of his neck, Zhao Qiyu caught a glimpse of Chi Xing's bright red ears.

He paused, then bent down to look at Akahoshi's face.

Akahoshi immediately buried her face in her arms, and now even her neck turned red.

Zhao Qiyu chuckled softly, "You're awake?"

Akahoshi's voice, muffled and buried in her arms, asked, "Your Highness, what are you going to do?"

"Hmm, what do you think I should do?"

As if deliberately teasing him, Zhao Qiyu's hand slid from his neck to his back.

Akahoshi flinched: "Your Highness, this servant... this servant is still injured, could you... please don't..."

He spoke the last few words softly, and with a hint of pitifulness.

This made Zhao Qiyu inexplicably itchy; this young servant was so young, yet his thoughts were so peculiar.

"What are you thinking? I'll wipe the blood off you and change your clothes."

As if realizing he had misunderstood, Chi Xing quickly said, "No need, this servant will do it myself. How could I soil Your Highness's hands?"

He was about to get up when Zhao Qiyu stopped him.

"You were injured because of me, and I'm happy to help you heal. Just lie there quietly."

As the warm towel touched her skin, Akahoshi's heart pounded, and she felt a pang of regret.

Ayu actually took the initiative to do these things for him; he should have known better than to pretend to be unconscious.

No, I should have met Ayu sooner, and I shouldn't have gotten so badly injured. Otherwise, I might have kissed Ayu.

Zhao Qiyu helped him clean his back, and then felt embarrassed to let Chixing come over.

At Chi Xing's insistence, he cleaned the rest of his body himself and then struggled to change into the clothes that Zhao Qiyu had brought out.

He was injured on his upper body, so he was only wearing his undershirt, but his pants were properly worn.

When you're lying down, you can't see the little stars above your head.

After he changed his clothes, Zhao Qiyu walked in, followed by a young eunuch carrying food.

"Move the table over here," Zhao Qiyu pointed to the bedside.

The young eunuch did as instructed, placing the dishes one by one on the table.

"What do you want to eat? I'll feed you." Zhao Qiyu helped Chixing sit up.

Akahoshi, who had just collapsed: ...

"No, I'll do it myself."

He had no choice but to get up again. Luckily, the hem of his undergarment was long enough, otherwise Ayu would have known he was a pervert.

No, he's not a scoundrel. Even if he is, he only acts that way towards Ayu.

Zhao Qiyu ate with him. Chi Xing was really hungry, but as a servant, he couldn't eat at the banquet.

"The imperial physician said you might have a fever tonight, so I will sleep on the soft couch. Just call out if you need anything."

This time, Zhao Qiyu lay down on the soft couch without waiting for Chixing to refuse.

This soft couch must have been specially made, as it was larger than the usual ones, and could easily fit two people. Zhao Qiyu slept there.

Akahoshi wanted to say that they could actually sleep in the same bed.

But he didn't dare say anything and could only obediently lie down and sleep.

The next day, Zhao Qiyu arranged for him to stay in a side hall.

After resting at the Prince Yu's residence for a few days, Chi Xing either lay down to sleep or went out to the courtyard to sunbathe.

Zhao Qiyu would come over to keep him company whenever he had free time, but today Chixing didn't get to have breakfast with Zhao Qiyu.

250: [Here he comes, that guy is here, it seems he's here for Your Highness.]

In the front yard, Pei Ming held a brocade box in his hand and placed it directly on the tea table in front of him.

His eyes darted around, "This Prince Yu's mansion is really luxurious. Look at this luminous pearl, it must have cost a lot of money."

Zhao Qiyu sat in the main seat, ignoring his words, and slowly sipped his tea.

Pei Ming frowned, thinking to himself, "He really is an unruly man. If he weren't a prince, how could I possibly marry him?"

"If this money were used at the border, the soldiers there might not have to suffer from cold and hunger..."

Zhao Qiyu casually placed his teacup on the tea table and said seriously:

"Do you mean the imperial court owes something to the soldiers on the border?"

"In that case, I must report this to my father and have him investigate who is embezzling funds, causing the soldiers on the border to suffer from cold and hunger."