Quick Transmigration: Saving That Cannon Fodder

The Yang family was beneath his notice, but if they insisted on currying favor with the royal family, they would have no choice but to rely on Zhao Linheng.

An Yi: "Yang Jingyun was also there when we went to Nanyun Temple that day, and Zhao Linheng had met Yang Jingyun before."

Zhao Yuheng suddenly seemed to have pressed a button, his whole body trembled, and his voice was a little unsteady: "Go and investigate their relationship. If you find anything new, report back in three days."

An Yi: "Yes, I'll take my leave."

The people outside the screen left one after another. As the outer gate closed, Zhao Yuheng put down the memorial, turned around, pressed Chixing down, and took a deep breath:

"Star, what are you playing?"

Akahoshi blinked her big, innocent eyes, looking completely bewildered: "Can't you feel it, my husband?"

……

It snowed heavily for several days in a row.

Inside the hot spring pool of Fengqi Palace, water mist filled the air, and two figures appeared and disappeared.

After a long while, Chixing carried Zhao Yuheng, who was wrapped in a bath towel, back to bed.

Zhao Yuheng relaxed and lay on the bed with his eyes closed to rest. Chi Xing dressed him and then used a dry cloth to wipe Zhao Yuheng's hair.

The stove beside it was warm and cozy, and with the support of the Crimson Star's divine power, the indoor temperature was just right.

"Xingxing, dry your hair first," Zhao Yuheng said, showing his concern.

Akahoshi smiled, her hands still busy: "Let me dry yours first."

Zhao Yuheng scoffed, wrapped himself in the blanket, got up, picked up another cloth from the side, and covered Chi Xing's head with it.

"Come here, you can't get cold." He was still worried about Akahoshi's illness.

Holding onto Akahoshi's sleeve, Akahoshi sat on a small soft stool by the bed, while Zhao Yuheng sat on the bedside, gently wiping his hair.

Their hearts were filled with happiness. Chixing brought Zhao Yuheng some thick clothes to wear, tied his waistband, and then nestled obediently in his arms.

The stove dried Chi Xing's hair, and Zhao Yuheng personally combed it for him. Chi Xing was not yet of age and his hair did not need to be tied up, so Zhao Yuheng simply tied it back for him.

Zhao Yuheng's smooth black hair cascaded over his red robes. He placed his hand on Chi Xing's shoulder and lowered his head to peck a kiss on his cheek.

"The stars smell so good."

Chi Xing's eyes and brows revealed joy, but as she turned around, her eyes darkened slightly, and her forehead rested against Zhao Yuheng's chest.

"Could it be that Ayu has smelled something stinky before?"

Zhao Yuheng: ?

His family's stars are different; they can actually think about problems from this perspective.

Seeing that the jealous boy was about to get angry, and to prevent him from using the situation as an excuse, Zhao Yuheng hooked his chin with his slender fingers and kissed him with his thin lips.

A light, gentle kiss made Chi Xing's heart itch unbearably, and then Zhao Yuheng released his lips.

"I've never smelled it from anyone else. The stars have always smelled sweet to me."

That lazy and carefree demeanor fascinated Akahoshi. If he hadn't been worried about Ayu's health, he might have acted like a beast again.

After enduring it again and again, a certain star finally hooked its arm around Zhao Yuheng's neck.

After a passionate and lingering kiss, they held each other, panting.

The letter that had been placed aside was finally picked up and examined by Akahoshi.

Every letter from the Marquis's residence asked him if he was doing well in the palace, whether His Majesty had bullied him, whether he had starved himself to death, and whether he had been mischievous.

And Lady Hou asked Chi Xing, "Has he managed to win over the Emperor since you entered the palace?"

Zhao Yuheng, who was reading the letter with him, smiled as he read this.

His Xingxing wasn't lying; it turned out that Xingxing had truly been in love with him for a long time. Even the Lady of the Marquis knew why he had come to the palace.

Chixing picked up the blank letter paper and pen and ink from the side, first writing a reply to the Lady of the Marquis, then to her two elder brothers, and finally replying to the Marquis with a few lines on the last page.

It wasn't that he looked down on his father; it was just that his father had written five pages, and the central point of each page was only one sentence: "Have you caused chaos in the harem?"

Chixing replied: Everything is fine in the harem; it is now my domain.

Zhao Yuheng didn't stop him from writing like that, and Xingxing's smug look became even more adorable. The more he looked at it, the happier he became.

Overjoyed, Zhao Yuheng transformed into a kissing monster, showering Chi Xing with kisses on the cheeks.

Akahoshi occasionally turned his head to let him kiss his lips.

After lingering for a while, Akahoshi opened the letter from her elder brother, who was far away at the border.

Upon learning that his younger brother had actually entered the palace and become the empress, Chi Yang was shocked and wished he could rush back to see what had happened.

However, the journey was long and the emperor had not given the order, so he could not leave the border without permission.

Chi Yang had no recollection of Zhao Linheng, whom Chi Xing mentioned. However, during his investigation in the military camp, he did find something unusual.

One of the army's deputy generals secretly met a man in black in the middle of the night. He captured the man and tortured him severely, only to discover that there were already quite a few people from Linzhou City in the army.

They were all from Dongqi Kingdom. If Chixing hadn't reminded Zhao Linheng of his malicious intentions, Chiyang would never have noticed that the people of Linzhou City often gathered together.

The letter stated that he would observe those people and, if anything seemed amiss, would arrest and severely punish them.

As for Zhao Linheng, he hasn't come to the border to find him yet.

Chixing replied that he and his family were both well, he was the only one in the harem and the emperor treated him very well...

"After the New Year, when we report on our duties, I will promote some people and summon your elder brother back to the capital." Zhao Yuheng was reluctant to part with Xingxing's worries.

Chi Xing kissed Zhao Yuheng on the cheek: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

After writing the reply, Zhao Yuheng began his daily official duties. There were fewer memorials than when he had to attend court, but he couldn't ignore them.

"I'll help you." Chi Xing sat down in a chair with Zhao Yuheng and picked up a memorial to the throne.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xingxing."

Working together, the two became much more efficient, completing all their tasks before lunchtime.

Chi Xing's hands were already around Zhao Yuheng, her strong fingers gently kneading his lower back.

"Ayu, you've worked so hard. Is your back still sore?"

After a whole night of fussing, I'm now sitting at my desk for over an hour.

"Fortunately."

When lunch was served, Chi Xing first removed the fish bones from Zhao Yuheng's fish. This was a light meal that he had specially ordered the imperial kitchen to prepare, along with crucian carp soup.

The snow outside was getting thicker and thicker, so much so that the palace servants were constantly shoveling snow. The roads outside the palace were completely buried by the thick snow, and carriages could no longer pass.

Inside the Earl's mansion, the young master's courtyard gate was piled high with snow.

Yang Jingyun gazed at the accumulated snow, a handsome smile curving his lips, his mind filled with thoughts of:

See? I told you I was the main character.

The heavy snow came at just the right time, as there was no way to trap the person before.

004: [This is just normal weather change.]

Yang Jingyun said angrily, "Why do you always spoil the fun? You have no tact whatsoever, your emotional intelligence is so low."

004's mechanical voice gained a bit more intonation: "[004 is a standard system, so naturally he has the highest emotional intelligence.]"

Okay, it lied again.

Yang Jingyun rolled her eyes, cursing inwardly: [What an idiot.]

He returned to his room, immediately closed the door, and went around the screen to say, "The snow outside is very heavy. I'm afraid Brother Zhao will have to stay here for a few more days."