Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Pei Ming was stunned by the scolding, and the sense of superiority that had just arisen in his heart immediately turned into resentment.

"No, I simply..."

"What are you? Did I not say that he was seriously injured and needed to recuperate? You still expect him to bow to you? This is the Prince Yu's residence. If General Pei has nothing else to say, please leave."

Pei Ming's eyes widened in disbelief; he even forgot to use honorifics.

"You...you want to kick me out because of him?"

Unfortunately, Zhao Qiyu didn't even glance at him at that moment, preoccupied with whether Chixing had aggravated the wound on his back.

Chi Xing seemed startled by Pei Ming's loud voice, shrinking back slightly and whispering:

"This servant, has this servant arrived at an inopportune time? Have I disturbed Your Highness and the General?"

Zhao Qiyu said gently, "No, I was just about to go find you."

Then he turned and glanced at Pei Ming, saying coldly:

"General Pei, aren't you leaving yet? Should I have someone escort you out?"

Pei Ming frowned deeply, pointing at Chi Xing and questioning:

"Is this how His Highness treats his savior? He's clearly..."

Zhao Qiyu replied matter-of-factly, "If not this way, then what? I only treat him as a younger brother and am concerned about his injuries. What's wrong with that?"

"Could it be that General Pei didn't treat that Bai Xu the same way?"

After saying that, Zhao Qiyu shook his head:

"My life is more precious than yours. From now on, I will only treat Chixing better. You'd better get used to it in advance."

Pei Ming looked on in disbelief, unable to comprehend what Zhao Qiyu was saying.

Zhao Qiyu believes that there is nothing wrong with what he did:

"I am merely treating Chixing the way you treat your savior. What, you can do this, but I can't?"

Pei Ming: !!

He felt like his head was about to explode, and when he looked at Akahoshi again, his eyes were filled with a mixture of fear and defiance.

Furthermore, Chi Xing's gaze towards Zhao Qiyu was clearly full of admiration; how could Pei Ming not understand?

This lackey deliberately approached Zhao Qiyu; it was an open and blatant act.

Pei Ming seemed to see his own green hat shining brightly, how could he possibly resist?

He pointed at Chixing and was about to yell, "How dare you, a mere servant, covet your master!"

Chi Xing was so frightened that he lowered his head and was about to kneel down when Zhao Qiyu grabbed his arm and picked up a teacup from the table with his other hand and smashed it at Pei Ming.

With full force, Pei Ming didn't even have time to dodge before being hit squarely on the forehead, the shattered porcelain cutting his forehead.

Zhao Qiyu angrily rebuked, "How dare you! This is the Prince Yu's residence. Who gave you the right to speak here? Guards, show him out!"

Pei Ming glared angrily. The butler and guards entered from outside the door and gestured for them to enter.

He gritted his teeth and saw Chi Xing hiding behind Zhao Qiyu with a smug look on his face, which made him clench his fists in anger.

Staring at Chi Xing, Pei Ming snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Chi Xing was so frightened by him that he hid behind Zhao Qiyu, his head down, but he was secretly overjoyed.

[Hehe, what's this move called?]

250 was already rolling on the floor laughing: [This is called striking first! Before he can cuckold the Immortal Lord, Your Highness must make the Immortal Lord cuckold him! Hahahaha!]

Chixing snorted: [Cuckold him? He doesn't deserve it! Just wait, I'll make sure Ayu breaks off the engagement with him.]

250 loves doing this, excitedly rubbing its paws together:

[Very well, that night Tong messed up their carriage, and Bai Xu was injured and bedridden for several days. She might come to provoke the Immortal Lord soon.]

"Then let him come. Even if he's not good with words, I can still use my martial arts skills."

Pei Ming left, and everyone else waited outside, leaving only Zhao Qiyu and Chi Xing in the main room.

Zhao Qiyu's voice came from above: "Don't kneel down to people casually next time."

Chi Xing nodded, then said with annoyance, "But he is a general, and a servant is of lowly status."

"Don't talk about yourself like that. You are my savior."

Chi Xing spoke in an even lower voice: "But this servant... this servant does not want to be Your Highness's younger brother."

He didn't want to be a younger brother; he wanted to be Ayu's husband.

Zhao Qiyu chuckled: "Oh? Could it be that you want to become my...male concubine?"

As he spoke the last two words, he reached out and used his index finger to lift Akahoshi's chin, his phoenix eyes narrowing slightly with an ambiguous look.

Staring directly at Zhao Qiyu's perfect face, Chi Xing's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily a few times; he could even feel his little star jumping around.

He raised his hand and gently grasped Zhao Qiyu's hand, whispering:

"Yes, Your Highness, I have been captivated by you since the first moment I saw you, and I am willing to go through fire and water for you."

Zhao Qiyu gently pressed her fingers against his lips, her expression unreadable, her tone calm:

"How dare you covet me, you scoundrel!"

Akahoshi's lips pressed against his fingertips, feeling the texture of his fingers.

"This servant knows his mistake, but this servant will not change. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

Zhao Qiyu released his grip, turned away from him, and said, "Do you know that my marriage to General Pei was bestowed by the Emperor? What will you do after I marry into the Pei family?"

His back was thin and frail, and Chi Xing felt a pang of heartache. It seemed that this emperor was tired of living.

"Of course I will accompany Your Highness."

Zhao Qiyu laughed: "That's the General's Mansion. Now that I've become Pei Ming's legal husband, do you think Pei Ming can tolerate the male concubine I keep?"

Chi Xing stood up, walked over and gently hugged Zhao Qiyu from behind. He leaned down and whispered in Zhao Qiyu's ear:

"To be with Your Highness, this servant would die without regret."

His hand encircled Zhao Qiyu's slender waist, and Zhao Qiyu's hand rested on the back of his hand.

He scoffed, "How foolish."

"This servant is foolish; my heart is already full of Your Highness, and there is no room for anything else."

"You think you're so eloquent? Aren't you afraid that I, Your Highness, will have you dragged out and beaten to death?"

Akahoshi pleaded pitifully, "Would Your Highness order someone to beat this servant to death?"

Zhao Qiyu turned around, and their eyes met. His eyes were filled with tenderness, and his voice became gentle as well:

"I can't bear to part with him; such a stupid and clumsy servant is hard to find."

Chixing continued to ingratiate himself: "Then Your Highness must be kind to this servant."

"Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt you."

Leaning gently against Chi Xing's chest, Zhao Qiyu's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. It seemed the plan would have to be brought forward.

Akahoshi was taken back to her room to recover from her injuries.

After confessing her feelings to Zhao Qiyu, Chi Xing became much bolder, wanting not only hugs but also kisses.

When talking to Zhao Qiyu, taking advantage of the fact that Zhao Qiyu was reluctant to hit him, he took Zhao Qiyu's hand and kissed the back of his hand.

Zhao Qiyu blushed at his actions, only managing a nonchalant "How dare you!"

Chi Xing lowered his head and pretended to be pitiful, but Zhao Qiyu couldn't stand him like that and ended up having to coax him.

The next day, Pei Ming came to the Prince Yu's residence again, saying he wanted to discuss the marriage arrangements.

Zhao Qiyu had no reason to refuse; the person above was still watching.

Pei Ming brought many gifts this time, but a person dressed in white followed behind him.

Upon seeing Zhao Qiyu, the man immediately bowed and said, "This humble subject greets Your Highness Prince Yu."