Quick Transmigration: Seducing the Villain, the Delicate Beauty Becomes His Darling

Chu Jingyun raised his hand to knock her unconscious, but Song Yunzhi quickly pulled Yuezhu behind him. "Your Highness, please have mercy."

If they keep banging like that, her maids will all be gone.

"Get out." The man looked at Yuezhu with indifferent eyes.

Yuezhu was worried and looked at Song Yunzhi.

"Go ahead, I'll be fine," Song Yunzhi said gently.

"This servant is right outside." Yuezhu said with a tense face, looking at Chu Jingyun with wary eyes.

The footsteps faded into the distance, and the door creaked shut.

"Give it back."

"what?"

"This is my personal jade pendant," Chu Jingyun said calmly.

Song Yunzhi turned around and reached under the pillow to retrieve it. "Your Highness Prince Jing, please hold on tight and don't drop it again."

She clearly took it, so how did it become a lost item?

The man stared directly at her. "What were you planning to do with the jade pendant yesterday?"

"Wait until you come knocking on my door."

"Purpose?"

"Help me get out of the Cold Palace." Song Yunzhi got straight to the point.

Chu Jingyun's eyes flickered slightly. "Why didn't you mention it before?"

"Unfamiliar."

"Are you familiar with each other now?"

"Barely," Song Yunzhi nodded. "It's just a gamble; it's fine if Your Highness is unwilling."

She suddenly became direct, which relieved Chu Jingyun; it turned out she had a purpose.

"What will you offer in exchange?" he asked coldly.

Song Yunzhi looked at him, a smile unconsciously appearing on her lips, "What does Your Highness want?"

“You.” He said succinctly.

Song Yunzhi was stunned; he was even more direct than she was.

"Okay." She nodded.

Now it was Chu Jingyun's turn to be stunned. He quickly composed himself, opened his arms, and said, "Jade pendant."

The jade pendant was still in Song Yunzhi's hands, and judging from her tone, she should want her to tie it.

Song Yunzhi stepped forward, hooked her slender fingers around his belt, and carefully fastened the jade pendant.

Chu Jingyun lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her pretty face. "What do you want to do after leaving the Cold Palace?"

What does His Highness Prince Jing think?

She tiptoed, reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, and lightly kissed his chin like a dragonfly skimming the water.

The woman stared intently at him, her thick, curled eyelashes fluttering like butterflies in a thicket.

Soft, warm fingertips gently scratched the back of his neck, as if capturing all his attention.

Chu Jingyun's breath caught in his throat. He reached out, grabbed her slender arm, and pulled her down, taking two steps back. "I have no interest in knowing."

As if he had encountered a raging flood, the moment he retreated, he immediately turned around, walked out, opened the door, ran out, and climbed over the wall to leave.

Song Yunzhi couldn't help but laugh. She liked to run away in her dreams, and she liked to run away during the day too.

Fortunately, the affection level has finally reached 10.

Yuezhu rushed in, looked her young mistress up and down, and asked with concern, "Miss, are you alright?"

"It's alright, let's continue counting the silver."

Yuezhu breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest. "This servant thought His Highness Prince Jing was here to ask for money. I was so scared."

"..."

Money makes the world go round, and with a considerable amount of money, Song Yunzhi and Yuezhu have been eating very well these past few days and no longer feel like they can't make ends meet.

With her strength restored, Yuezhu began to think about growing vegetables again. If Prince Jing came to steal her vegetables every time, wouldn't she be able to get a bag of silver every time?

It's a business that you can eat yourself and exchange for money—a very profitable venture!

Hearing her grand plan, Song Yunzhi smiled and nodded, "Do it if you like, anyway, it's just the two of us in this cold palace."

The other two rooms were previously inhabited, but not long after, the people inside committed suicide.

I heard that he longed for the emperor for ten years, but in the end, he died a miserable death.

Emperors are often ruthless, and she dared not have any improper thoughts.

Being able to live a peaceful life in the cold palace and avoid the turmoil outside is already quite good.

Yuezhu nodded, "Then this servant will go to the guards to buy some more seeds later."

"Hmm." Song Yunzhi lowered her head and continued embroidering the handkerchief.

After a long day of work, Yuezhu fell asleep as soon as she lay down on the bed and snored loudly.

Song Yunzhi reached out and pinched her chubby cheeks. Just as she was about to lie down, she felt a cold wind blowing in from the window.

Upon seeing the man's familiar figure, her expression stiffened slightly.

I dreamt last night that I beat him up. I hope he won't hold a grudge against me.

Chu Jingyun climbed in through the window and, hearing the snoring, looked at Song Yunzhi with his deep, dark eyes. "You can sleep?"

"Yes." Song Yunzhi nodded, she'll get used to it.

"I cannot."

"Your Highness is going to sleep here?" Song Yunzhi asked in surprise.

Chu Jingyun's face tightened slightly. "No."

Just as Song Yunzhi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard him add, for the first time ever, "Change the location."

"..."

Before she could respond, the man climbed out of the window and stood outside, saying, "Climb over."

On a dark and stormy night, why would he insist on climbing out of the window in front of the homeowner?

Song Yunzhi rationally opened the main gate, then closed it again. Seeing Chu Jingyun walk over expressionlessly, she said softly, "Your Highness may use the main gate from now on."

Chu Jingyun didn't say anything, but walked towards the house next door.

Song Yunzhi didn't follow; someone had died inside before.

There was no movement behind her. The man stopped, turned around, grabbed her wrist, and walked forward.

"Your Highness, could we not go?" The woman's face was slightly pale.

"You've changed your mind?"

“No, Xu Cairen committed suicide inside, it hasn’t even been a month yet,” Song Yunzhi explained, her face full of seriousness.

Chu Jingyun stood still.

Seeing that he seemed to still want to insist, Song Yunzhi took his hand and tilted her head back to kiss his Adam's apple. "Your Highness, how about tomorrow?"

The man's Adam's apple bobbed awkwardly. He pulled her back, opened the door for her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

I'm afraid I scared her tonight. Tomorrow is fine.

Tomorrow I must keep an eye on her no matter what, so that he won't keep having dreams about her, and that the people in his dreams are all Song Meiren.

This is really weird, I dream about her every night!

Seeing Song Yunzhi close the door, Chu Jingyun left with a calm expression.

He climbed over the wall and saw Eunuch Liu keeping watch below.

"Your Highness, you're finally out! How did you get out so quickly?" Eunuch Liu was extremely nervous, but he couldn't help but look down.

Is it possible that the prince's place isn't working properly?

Bah, bah, bah! Your Highness is wise and mighty; how could you be as useless as those eunuchs?

Meeting the other party's suspicious gaze, Chu Jingyun remained silent and strode away.

Eunuch Liu quickly followed and draped the cloak over the other man's shoulders. "Your Highness, tomorrow is New Year's Eve. It would be best if you avoided this place recently."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Chu Jingyun's cold gaze swept over, sending chills down my spine.

"This servant wouldn't dare, this servant is just worried about Your Highness." Eunuch Liu quickly flattered, "I heard that His Majesty will personally select a future princess for you tomorrow. If Your Highness is not present, I'm afraid it will displease His Majesty."

Chu Jingyun paused slightly, then quickly continued walking forward, his brows furrowed deeply.

The old man is a busybody. He has a bunch of women and a lot of trivial matters of his own, yet he still has the time to meddle in other people's business.

After returning to the Prince's residence, Chu Jingyun took a bath and lay down. Every now and then, he would force himself to open his eyes to avoid falling asleep.

Lately, I keep dreaming about my childhood, a time of wandering and begging for a living.

But then, out of nowhere, there was this woman named Song Meiren. In his dream, she forced him to call her "sister," and if he didn't, she would spank him. She even wanted to bathe him herself, behaving no differently than a female hooligan.

But it was just a dream, and he couldn't blame the events in the dream on Song Meiren in reality.

I wonder what I'll dream about tonight; just thinking about it makes my butt hurt.

Chu Jingyun felt a tightness in her chest and tried hard not to fall asleep.

In the Cold Palace, Song Yunzhi closed the doors and windows, blew out the candles, and fell asleep to the sound of Yuezhu's snoring.

It's too late tonight, so I won't enter someone's dream.

After a good night's sleep, the master and servant were awakened by the sound of firecrackers outside as dawn broke.

Song Yunzhi sat up, and Yuezhu got out of bed to boil water. Then she brought in the hot water and said, "Miss, so today is New Year's Eve. No wonder it's so lively outside."

"The Lunar New Year is just around the corner."

Four months have passed in the blink of an eye since he was placed in the cold palace.

"Cheer up, Lady Song! The guard just said he'd send us meat to eat. We're celebrating the New Year too," Yuezhu coaxed, helping her out of bed.

Song Yunzhi smiled gently, "Yes, we'll listen to our little Yuezhu."

After washing up, Yuezhu went out to get some water and soon ran back in excitedly, "Lady Song, I found a package of these outside, and a box of pastries too!"

The maid opened the package wrapped in oil paper, revealing a roast duck that was still warm.

The aroma was irresistible, instantly filling the entire room. Yuezhu swallowed hard, looking at Song Yunzhi with longing eyes, "Miss, it looks delicious."

"poisonous."

"Huh?" Yuezhu exclaimed in surprise, "They're trying to harm us during the New Year?"

Song Yunzhi chuckled and pinched her cheek. "Just kidding, but it's always better to be careful. Let's try it with silver needles first."

"Uh-huh!"

After testing the poison with a silver needle and confirming that there were no problems, Yuezhu continued to swallow and obediently called out, "Miss."

"Eat quickly." Song Yunzhi chuckled.

Yuezhu immediately went to get a bowl, tore off a piece of duck meat, ate a piece herself, and after waiting a while and feeling fine, happily pushed the bowl over, saying, "Miss, please eat."

Song Yunzhi didn't stand on ceremony.

The two ate their fill and planned to save the pastries for later.

Yuezhu let out a happy burp and went off to work.

At noon, the guards came to deliver the meal. Yuezhu slipped them some silver and said sweetly, "Brother guards, did anything interesting happen today? Tell me about it."

"Miss Yuezhu, why are you asking about this?"

"It's the New Year, and I'd like to tell my beloved Song Meiren some interesting stories. You all know how desolate this cold palace is."

“You’re quite loyal. Alright, we’ll tell you about it.” The guards ate while talking about things that everyone in the palace already knew.

Yuezhu sat inside the door listening, and when she encountered something shocking or interesting, she would chime in with great enthusiasm, and the guards would also speak with great passion.

The midday sun moved from overhead to the eaves, and Yuezhu returned to the house, still feeling unsatisfied.

Song Yunzhi looked at the clouds on the handkerchief and nodded in satisfaction.

After being sent to the Cold Palace, she actually improved her embroidery skills, something she never had the patience to do before.

"Miss, I'm back."

"Going to chat with someone again?"

"Yes, I spent money, so of course I can't lose out." Yuezhu approached with a smile. "Miss, I heard that the Emperor has taken in another batch of young ladies for the palace, and has also chosen consorts for his sons, including Prince Jing."

Seeing that Song Yunzhi's expression was normal, Yuezhu breathed a slight sigh of relief. It seemed that her mistress and Prince Jing's relationship was not the kind she had imagined.

It's good that it's not related; otherwise, if it were discovered later, it would be a capital offense.

"Take those pastries out and eat them; they won't taste good if they're left out for too long," Song Yunzhi said.

Yuezhu's eyes lit up, and she nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "Yes, Miss, I'll go get it right away."

The little maid happily went to get the food box, but when she turned around, she suddenly found a man in the room and almost dropped the pastries she was holding on the ground.

Oh no, here we go again!

"Get out." The man's tone remained indifferent.

Song Yunzhi gave Yuezhu a wink, and the little maidservant, looking back every few steps, went out and closed the door, still feeling uneasy.

Chu Jingyun sat down beside him and took out two candied hawthorns from his pocket. "Eat."

"What brings Your Highness here? The Cold Palace is an omen of bad luck; you should avoid soiling your shoes." The woman's voice was flat as she walked to the other side and sat down without glancing at him.

Chu Jingyun looked at her with a slightly puzzled expression. Why was she taking her anger out on him for no reason?

Are you angry?

"Don't dare."

"Why are you angry?" He stood up and walked over, looking down at her.

He quickly leaned down and met her eyes.

She's good at deceiving people; only in this way can you see her true thoughts.

Song Yunzhi looked up and said, "Today is New Year's Eve. Why hasn't Your Highness returned to the manor to be with your beloved? Don't break her heart."

Chu Jingyun frowned, remembering who this so-called beauty was, and coldly said, "I refuse."

Song Yunzhi turned her head away and didn't say anything.

The man straightened up, then walked over and sat down next to her. "Song Meiren, are you jealous?"

It appears to be a question, but it is actually an affirmation.

But they weren't really in love, so she was just being jealous on purpose to show him.

The sound of fireworks went off outside. Song Yunzhi looked out the window, her gaze lingering there.

Chu Jingyun stood up, bent down and took her hand, "Let's go."

"Where is Your Highness taking me?"

"Watch the fireworks."

"Please let go first, we can't let Yuezhu see this," Song Yunzhi said hurriedly.

Chu Jingyun stopped in his tracks, and for some reason, he felt like competing with her.

He opened the door and met Yue Zhu's gaze. He remained calm and raised the hand that was holding Song Yunzhi's wrist. The meaning was self-evident.

"Song, Song Meiren..." Yuezhu was shocked. She quickly reached out to push the hand away, but dared not actually touch it.

Song Yunzhi closed her eyes. "It's alright, Yuezhu. You can go back to your room and sleep."

"Miss." Yuezhu's eyes were filled with tears.

Chu Jingyun frowned and reached out to knock the other person unconscious.

Song Yunzhi took his hand and intertwined her fingers with his. "Your Highness."

The man's impatient aura vanished instantly, and he looked at her with a gentler gaze.

Seeing her mistress give her a meaningful look, Yuezhu swallowed her tears, went back to her room, and closed the door.

The young lady did all this for her sake; she must protect herself and avenge the young lady in the future.

"Put on."