Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

Just as Prime Minister Lin was gripped by anger, hurried footsteps and a servant's anxious shouts came from outside the door:

"Oh no! Oh no! Young Master has fallen into the lake! Help!"

"What? Yun'er?"

Prime Minister Lin strode out, looking extremely nervous.

The boy in white was pulled out of the water; his face was pale, his lips were white, and his body was limp as if he had stopped breathing.

The woman beside her nearly collapsed to the ground, sobbing, "My Yun'er, how could you be so careless? What would I do if something happened to you..."

The other two young men, one supporting the woman and the other carrying the young boy, returned to the bedroom, while the servant summoned the family physician.

Eunuch Li stood aside, watching the chaotic scene with a slight frown.

When the imperial physician came out of the bedroom, Eunuch Li arrogantly inquired about the condition of the person inside.

The physician shook his head: "The young master was born with a weak constitution and has been nourished by medicine over the years. This time, falling into the water has damaged his lungs and internal organs, and I'm afraid his days are numbered."

Eunuch Li scoffed, still skeptical, and went in to take a look. Ignoring the Prime Minister's wife who had fainted from crying, he cursed his bad luck and left.

After he left, Lin Huai, the eldest son of the Lin family, pressed several acupoints on Cen Yun's body, and Cen Yun, whose face was ashen, began to cough violently.

She coughed up a few mouthfuls of water, and Cen Yun's usually aloof eyes reddened, tears streaming down her face.

The Prime Minister's wife watched helplessly from the sidelines, and could only shed tears along with him.

Prime Minister Lin finally understood what had happened and felt immense regret for agreeing to let his daughter marry someone like Chu Xudong.

At that time, Chu Xudong was just a prince. Because his daughter married him, she tacitly sided with him.

Who would have thought that Chu Xudong was a beast? His eldest daughter died in childbirth not long after he ascended the throne, and Chu Xudong then summoned his second daughter to the palace.

Now, they've even set their sights on Cen Yun.

Cen Yun is the orphan of his friend. He has been raised by the Lin family for many years and has long become a member of the family. They love and care for him as if he were their own child.

As a father, Prime Minister Lin felt guilty towards his children. Even this tough man couldn't help but shed tears when he saw his youngest son in this state.

"Tomorrow, I will resign from this post, and Father will take you away from here."

Lin Yi, the second young master of the Lin family, shook his head: "Father, he won't let us go. Besides, my second sister is still in the palace."

Mrs. Lin gripped her sleeves tightly and cried, "He's trying to drive our whole family to their deaths!"

Lin Huai half-carried Cen Yun to help her drink her medicine. He was heartbroken. If he had arrived a moment later, this little fool would have really been gone.

"You should have told me beforehand, how could you be so stupid?"

He couldn't help but feel a wave of fear, and his hands are still trembling.

If the servant had been a step too slow in delivering the message, or if he had arrived a step too late, his Xiaoyun would have been gone.

Seeing Cen Yun's pale face, Lin Huai couldn't bear to say another word to him.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Huai whispered, "Wait a little longer, a letter has arrived from over there. Let's send Xiao Yun and her mother away first."

Cen Yun had just taken her medicine when she hurriedly said, "No, I, I want to go with you all, cough cough cough..."

Lin Huai patted his back tenderly and said softly:

"Xiaoyun, don't worry, we'll be fine. I'll take you and your mother back to your hometown. Someone will meet you there. Don't be afraid."

"Brother Huai, I... I don't want to leave you."

As he spoke, his eyes were full of stubbornness.

He once consulted a fortune teller and foresaw that he would experience such a fate, as well as the destiny of the Lin family.

He took a gamble today. If he dies, it will all be fate, and destiny cannot be defied.

He's not dead; perhaps there's still a chance.

But if the Lin family members stay to die, how can he have the face to live alone?

"It won't be long, Xiaoyun, trust me, okay?" Lin Huai's eyes were filled with determination and heartache.

Cen Yun knew that his objections were useless.

He buried his face in Lin Huai's chest, crying like this for the first time in his life in front of his parents.

*

Two days later, white banners were hung in the Lin residence, and the entire place was filled with sorrow. Even passersby couldn't help but sigh.

"How pathetic."

"I heard that the talented young master Cen fell into the water and could not be saved. Madam Lin was so sad that she followed him in death."

Upon hearing this, the others all showed expressions of shock: "How could this be? Young Master Cen is not even of age yet."

The man shook his head: "Sigh, he's a pitiful person too..."

……

"Is this really true?" Chu Xudong was still a little skeptical.

Cen Yun was the youngest son of the former Imperial Preceptor, who inherited the Imperial Preceptor's ability to divine and predict the secrets of heaven.

In the original text, Cen Yun and the Lin family both sided with Chu Yufeng, and the other princes basically had no chance of winning.

Even when other countries invaded later, it was Cen Yun who accompanied Lin Huai to the battlefield. He was like a chosen one, following Lin Huai's side, and Lin Huai never lost a battle again.

How could someone like that die so easily?

Chu Xudong didn't believe it. He should have brought the person back to the palace sooner. That person rarely went out, and he didn't even have a chance to get to know him.

I had only seen him once before, from afar, at a palace banquet years ago. He was a sickly young man, so beautiful he seemed unreal.

If it weren't for the Lin family's good protection, he would have kidnapped her and taken her back to the palace long ago, and might even have made Cen Yun an Imperial Noble Consort.

"Send someone to follow me; I want to open the coffin and examine the body."

Who knows if there's some kind of fake death drug in this world? What if he's just faking his death?

Chu Xudong didn't let go of any opportunity to get Cen Yun, but he hadn't anticipated that the funeral carriage from the Lin family had already set off.

The Lin family's ancestral home is in Nanzhou City, and both coffins must be sent back directly by waterway.

By the time Chu Xudong's men arrived, the ship had already sailed far away.

The two men who chased after them realized they had no way to explain themselves and would surely be punished by His Majesty.

They decided to follow them on a merchant ship all the way to the South China Sea, where they finally had a chance to get close to the Lin family's ships.

The conversation among the Lin family members consisted mainly of discussing how and where to bury the deceased.

The two exchanged a glance, tacitly acknowledging that Cen Yun was truly dead, and then went back to report.

Upon hearing the news, Chu Xudong was in high spirits, embracing the beauty and joking around. It was a bit of a pity, but Chu Yufeng had lost another helper, which was also something to celebrate.

*

The Prime Minister's boat, adorned with white banners, arrived in Nanzhou City. Chu Yanzhou, along with Shen Yu and his wife, came to the Lin family's old residence to offer condolences.

The person who arrived at this time was Lin Huai; the others did not come along to avoid arousing the emperor's suspicion.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Chu Yanzhou, Lin Huai entrusted Chu Yanzhou to take care of his "aunt and cousin." The next day, after the coffin was buried, he left Nanzhou City.

……

"Wife, why do you keep staring at that person?" the merman whispered in Shen Yu's ear.

Shen Yu: "I already said, you can't call someone that when there are other people around."

"Oh, then why are you staring at him?"

Chixing nuzzled his head toward Shen Yu.

He snorted to himself, thinking that he was deliberately calling her "wife" because she always stared at that pretty boy.

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