Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

The sky was overcast, and as a north wind howled, snowflakes began to fall in droves.

In the vast white expanse, a procession of luxurious carriages traveled along the winding road.

Inside the most luxurious carriage, the small body of a five-year-old child was huddled tightly in a thin blanket.

The child was trembling all over, his face was ashen, and he was muttering in broken, low voices:

"Mother, Xingxing is not naughty. Mother will come back and hug Xingxing."

[Waaaaah... So pitiful, his mother is kowtowing on the Bridge of Helplessness, refusing to be reincarnated.] 250 took out a small handkerchief to wipe his tears.

Chi Xing's soul floated in the void, glanced at the pitiful child, ignored the rules of heaven, and with a wave of his hand, the child, whose lips were purple from the cold, appeared on the Bridge of Helplessness in the next moment.

The Queen of the Northern Di Kingdom saw her son and stumbled over to embrace him, but as a ghost, she could no longer shed tears.

"Thank you, God, thank you for sparing my son from suffering." She held her child and knelt on the ground, kowtowing.

A few days earlier, as the princess of the fallen Binglin Kingdom and the queen of Beidi Kingdom, she watched helplessly as her only son was sent to Dongqian as a hostage.

The Kingdom of Binglin and the Kingdom of Beidi were originally neighboring countries with close relations, and they formed a marriage alliance every fifty years.

Unexpectedly, the King of Beidi had long harbored evil intentions towards the Kingdom of Binglin. He poisoned the King of Binglin, led his troops into the royal city, and wiped out the entire royal family of Binglin, including the Queen of Beidi.

The Queen's son, Chixing, was sent to Dongqian as a hostage because he was a prince and still had value.

On the surface, they were being held hostage, but in reality, once their army was strong enough, Bei Di would launch an attack on Dong Qian.

At that point, who will care about protons or anything like that?

The fifth prince, whom no one cared about, was not taken seriously on the way to the palace and nearly died of cold on the way.

Dongqian could not allow the hostage to die in the country, so he sent a royal physician to treat him.

His life was saved, but the cold had seeped into his lungs and internal organs, turning Chixing into a completely sickly person.

He can't even leave the house normally; a slight breeze will make him sick and bedridden. Even a minor cold in winter could be fatal to him.

Nevertheless, the original owner still lived to the age of seventeen. When the Northern Di invaded, they attacked Dongqian, burning, killing, looting, and harming the people on the Dongqian border.

Chi Xing, the hostage of Dong Qian, became the target of everyone's anger. After being severely beaten, he was escorted to the border and was already half dead when he was put on the city wall.

General Kita-Ogi personally drew the bowstring, and the original form, Akahoshi, was thus nailed to the city wall by his own people, becoming a victim of this war.

Queen Kita-no-Ogi lingered in the mortal realm for a long time, refusing to enter the underworld. Seeing her son suffer and die tragically, she was filled with resentment and became a demon king, determined to destroy the small world.

The Heavenly Dao captured him and handed him over to the Black and White Impermanence to be taken to the Underworld. Just then, Chi Xing and 250 happened to be about to travel to this world.

Originally, she was supposed to transmigrate to the age of sixteen when Chixing was born. Queen Kita-Ogi knelt down and begged, asking for nothing but that her son suffer less. She would rather not seek revenge.

And so, Akahoshi used his divine power to travel to the time when the original body was five years old and was being sent to Dongqian.

Just as the child was about to freeze to death, Akahoshi returned the child to his mother and merged into the small world.

"Cough cough cough..."

Akashi struggled to open his eyes, and a gust of cold wind blew in from the gaps in the carriage, causing him to cough violently.

The cough made her internal organs ache, and she gripped the blanket tightly with her little hands, but the blanket was ice cold inside.

Despite his distress, the driver seemed not to hear anything and made no attempt to stop.

250 huffed and puffed as he produced a prop: "Your Highness, I've put a heat pack on your armpit. It should feel better later."

Akahoshi lay drowsily on the cold tatami mat, the cushion beneath him thin, and felt a chilly wind whistling against his back.

His breathing grew weaker and weaker, and Akahoshi slowly closed his eyes. He felt that he was going to die.

【How long will it take? 】

250 then stuck two more heat packs on his back, and transformed into a little black cat to crawl into the cold blankets to warm his legs.

[It's almost over. His Highness won't die. The original owner of this body and his mother have already been reincarnated, and they will become mother and son again.]

Upon hearing this, Akahoshi suddenly went black and fell into a coma.

A sob came from beside her, and Akahoshi struggled to open her eyes.

"Prince, you're awake? Let me fetch you some water." The girl was dressed as a maid and looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old.

Seeing that Akahoshi had woken up, she quickly poured some warm water, picked him up, and fed him the water.

Having acquired the original owner's memories, Akahoshi quickly learned the person's identity: Nan Qiao, the Empress Dowager's personal maid.

This palace maid was skilled in martial arts and extremely loyal to the original owner of the body. Unfortunately, she would soon be sentenced to death for offending the noble concubine of Dongqian Kingdom.

Akahoshi opened his mouth, but found he couldn't speak, and his brows furrowed.

Nan Qiao put him down, covered him with the blanket, and explained, "The imperial physician said you have injured your throat and cannot speak."

As she spoke, Nan Qiao's tears streamed down her face.

She was from the Kingdom of Binglin and was originally going to go with the Queen, but before the Queen died, she grabbed her hand and ordered her to protect the Prince.

Unexpectedly, being locked in the carriage that day nearly caused His Highness to freeze to death.

Nan Qiao felt guilty, blaming herself for not being able to defeat the Bei Di guards; she didn't even have the ability to kill the Bei Di envoy.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. It's my fault. I have failed the Queen."

The teenage girl cried bitterly. Akahoshi understood her feelings. Her country was gone, her relatives and friends were all dead, and now she and her five-year-old child were left as hostages in a foreign country.

They might die here one day, how could they not be sad?

Akahoshi raised her small hand and gently wiped away the tears on her face. She shook her head at her to show that she didn't blame her.

Nan Qiao quickly wiped his little hands clean and tucked them back into the blanket.

"The imperial physician said that His Highness has been exposed to cold and needs to rest well and avoid catching a chill."

After wiping away her tears, Nan Qiao continued, "This is Dongqian Post Station. We can only enter the palace to meet the Emperor once Your Highness is better. Don't be afraid, Your Highness."

Listening to these rambling thoughts, Akahoshi closed her eyes.

As expected, Nan Qiao stopped talking after seeing him close his eyes and stayed by his side.

Akahoshi wasn't asleep; instead, he was learning more from 250.

Just as Nan Qiao had said, they were now at a post station. The Emperor of Dongqian knew that he was seriously ill and sent the head of the Imperial Medical Academy and several other imperial physicians to treat him.

The real reason was that they were worried that Prince Kita-O would die here, which would become Kita-O's reason for starting a war.

The two countries have had a treaty for hundreds of years. It's not that they can't fight, but that they can't be the party at fault.

Chixing's situation was relatively good; the Dongqian people didn't want him to die here, but the Beidi people wished he would die of illness.

250: [Your condition is much better than before. You're still a bit weak, but not so weak that you can't leave the house. You can go see the Immortal Lord when the time comes.]

"By the way, where's Ayu?" Akahoshi asked.

250 pointed towards the palace: [The Eastern Palace.]