Quick Transmigration: Host, Please Be a Mute Beauty

The snowy night was dry and desolate.

Jiang Qiao, dressed in red and holding a paper umbrella, stared intently at the bright yellow sedan chair, her eyes devoid of any emotion.

This scene was fully captured in the phoenix eyes of the man in black on the roof tiles of the palace not far away.

Chi Qi'an rode back to the capital a day ago. He knew that countless people were watching the movements of the Assistant General's Mansion. In recent years, the General's Mansion had become too powerful and attracted a lot of attention. The current Consort Zhu's father and brothers were the main force behind impeaching the General's Mansion.

He secretly returned to the capital to investigate evidence of correspondence between Consort Zhu and his father and brothers.

But tonight I met a very special woman.

Chi Qi'an sat on the rooftop, observing the woman in red. With the paper umbrella obscuring her face, he couldn't see her features clearly and didn't know who she was. Even if he could see her face, he wouldn't recognize her. Having been away from the capital for decades, he only knew what happened in the capital, but he didn't know anyone.

However, seeing that the woman was always facing the emperor's palanquin, Chi Qi'an guessed that she must be another unfavored concubine.

The inner palace is ruthless; most of the inhabitants are pitiful.

[Host, look to the upper right, there's a fragment!]

Following Wangcai's instructions, Jiang Qiao, the "poor man," looked up and wondered: Isn't he cold?

The woman suddenly moved the oil-paper umbrella away, but Chi Qi'an did not run away. Instead, he looked at her.

Her hair was jet black, her skin as white as snow, and her lips and eyebrows, though unadorned, resembled verdant mountains.

This was his first impression of the woman.

Jiang Qiao's eyes exuded nobility. The moment she met Chi Qi'an's gaze, she smiled brightly, then covered herself again with her oil-paper umbrella and walked back quietly.

Chi Qi'an felt as if he had been exposed, and subconsciously touched the black veil on his face; the veil was still there.

When he looked ahead again, the woman's figure had already disappeared around the corner.

Chi Qi'an chuckled and ripped off the black veil covering his face, revealing the young man's features on the rooftop in the moonlight.

His face was sculpted, his eyebrows like ink paintings, and his narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes were sharp and deep, exceptionally flamboyant. At the slightly upturned corner of his eye was a small, bright red mole, adding a touch of tenderness to his handsome face.

"interesting."

In this desolate palace, there are still such interesting people.

Chi Qi'an didn't linger any longer. With a single stride, he used his light-footed skill to leave the area.

……

Chang Le Hall.

Jiang Qiao returned to her bedchamber, took off her shawl, and instructed people to bathe again.

Half an hour later, she finally lay down on the bed. The bed in her bedroom was made of sandalwood and had a faint sandalwood fragrance that smelled very nice.

She didn't like having other people in her room, so she didn't have her maidservant guarding it.

Jiang Qiao recalled the man's figure from earlier and asked, "Wangcai, what is Chi Qi'an doing in the palace in the middle of the night? Isn't he supposed to return to the capital in three days?"

The Chi family is powerful and holds military power, being the head of the military officials. Consort Zhu's father, Lou Li, is the current prime minister, the head of the civil officials. The current emperor no longer values ​​civil officials over military officials, but instead values ​​military officials. Therefore, the civil officials in the court are dissatisfied. Led by Lou Li, they have submitted a memorial to impeach the Auxiliary General's Office, hoping that the emperor will take back military power. The emperor also has this idea and tacitly approves the suppression of the Auxiliary General's Office.

Chi Qi'an entered the palace tonight to find evidence of Lou Zhuxin's correspondence with her father and brothers. Interference in politics by the empress is a grave crime, and the emperor's mind is always unfathomable. If the emperor sees the evidence, he will surely punish Lou Li, and the Assistant General's Mansion can protect itself.

Jiang Qiao nodded, "I see."

[Speaking of which, you two are actually allies, aren't you? Your common enemy is the Lou family.]

Wangcai didn't receive a response from Jiang Qiao at all, because someone had already fallen asleep.

Sandalwood truly lives up to its calming and tranquilizing effects; Jiang Qiao fell asleep while smelling it.

On the other side, after reporting the unusual situation at Qiwu Palace and Princess Changle to Granny Liu, who was serving Consort Zhu, Han Dong returned to Changle Palace.

She lay on the small bed in the storage room, closed her eyes in concentration, and knew she had made the right choice! Following Consort Zhu was the only long-term solution.

Early the next morning.

Jiang Qiao was woken up by a maid.

Jiang Qiao stared at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in front of her, momentarily at a loss for words. "Well, you've got some nerve. Haven't you heard of my reputation as a princess? How dare you disturb my sleep?"

“Princess, my name is Yuxing. Your Highness is so beautiful, you look like a celestial being. I don’t believe those rumors in the palace. By the way, the Empress Dowager sent me here. She heard that the Emperor punished you by making you copy the Heart Sutra and sent me to supervise you.”

Jiang Qiao truly didn't mean to blame her, because the little girl was so adorable that she couldn't bear to punish her. "Did you just enter the palace?"

Yu Xing blinked her big eyes. "Princess is indeed clever. You saw it right away. I am the granddaughter of Granny Yu, who serves the Empress Dowager. I only entered the palace recently. When I was in Cining Palace, my grandmother always told me about the rules of the palace. It was so boring. I think it's much more interesting here, Princess."

Jiang Qiao quite liked this little girl. She sat up and asked, "How old are you this year?"

Yu Xing replied to her: "Thirteen."

Jiang Qiao nodded, "Then you can stay in Chang Le Palace. This princess likes you quite a bit."

Yu Xing: "Thank you for liking it, Princess. However, my task is to supervise you in copying the Heart Sutra one hundred times."

Jiang Qiao's smile faded. "A hundred times?"

Yu Xing nodded: "Mhm."

Dog Emperor!

She remembered that her father-in-law recited it ten times yesterday!

[Host misheard; your father-in-law said it a hundred times yesterday.]

Jiang Qiao: ...Let me die!

Yu Xing helped Jiang Qiao wash up and do her hair. She didn't have a fancy hairstyle, so she just gave her a simple fringe hairstyle, which added a touch of aloofness to Jiang Qiao.

"Princess, you are so beautiful."

Jiang Qiao was very happy to be praised. "Thank you. I really like the hairstyle you did. Go and get me that blue and white brocade robe with cloud patterns and that soft fur brocade cloak. After breakfast, you will accompany me to visit the Empress Dowager."

Yu Xing brought over the clothes she mentioned and helped her change. "Isn't the princess going to copy the Heart Sutra?"

Jiang Qiao chuckled and fiddled with the red coral bracelet on her wrist. "If he tells me to copy something and I just copy it, wouldn't that make me look bad? Besides, he didn't even understand the situation before punishing me based solely on Yongning's side of the story. I'm not going to listen to him."

Yu Xing knew that the princess was referring to the emperor, the supreme ruler. "Princess, it's not appropriate for you to say that."

Jiang Qiao put the red coral bracelet on Yu Xing's wrist. "I know it's not good. Consider the bracelet as hush money. I'll be saying a lot more bad things about him in the future, so keep it safe."

Rain Star: ...That's not what I meant.

It seems even colder today; heavy snow is falling outside the palace.

Jiang Yanchuan had gotten up early and was building a snowman in the yard.

Several eunuchs stood under the eaves to avoid the snow.

The moment Jiang Qiao appeared, everyone knelt down to pay their respects to her.

"This servant greets the Princess."

Hearing the commotion, Jiang Yanchuan ran over, holding a small snow figure in his hand. He said in a silly tone, "Changle, here you go, I made this especially for you."