Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 176 Canglan Ferry (46)

Yan Zhen paused, withdrew his hand, and said without any room for negotiation, "No."

Pei Ji: "..."

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The next day, Yan Zhen, contrary to his usual behavior, did not sleep in but got up very early.

It was just getting light outside when Pei Ji was already up, changing his official robes with his back to her.

With the thought that every glance was one less time to look at him, Yan Zhen stared at his broad shoulders and narrow waist for a long time before reminding him, "Don't forget to send someone over to learn how to make beauty cream. Having the recipe alone isn't enough; the heat is hard to control. I'll have to teach him a few times myself."

Pei Ji paused in his dressing and mumbled an "Mm".

However, even after he left, Yan Zhen did not see anyone come to the Bamboo Garden.

After having breakfast, Yan Zhen began packing her things.

As she tidied up, she realized she had quite a lot of things.

When she left the valley, she only brought a bundle. After arriving at the Duke's mansion, Pei Ji, probably to uphold the persona of "favoring his concubine over his wife," bought her a lot of things every day. He added a lot of clothes and jewelry to her collection, and knowing that she loved to eat, he bought her a whole bunch of snacks.

As Yan Zhen tidied up, she thought to herself that she hadn't spoiled this boy for nothing.

On the other side, the Ministry of Justice.

Pei Ji had just finished his shift when he heard two pieces of good news.

Firstly, an official document was issued from the Court of Judicial Review stating that Pei Yuanhong knew about the treason but failed to report it, and harbored the daughter of a disgraced official. He was sentenced to exile for multiple crimes.

Xu Bihua hired someone to set fire to the house, resulting in the death of Zhao Danyan, a daughter of the Zhao family. This was considered a murder, and he was sentenced to exile along with Pei Yuanhong.

Secondly, the old case of the Zhao family was reopened. Various pieces of evidence proved that the Zhao family had been framed. The emperor issued an edict at the morning court, pardoning the descendants of the Zhao family who had been exiled to Yazhou and summoning them back to the capital to provide them with compensation.

Pei Ji stood there stunned after hearing this.

With the two heavy burdens on his mind gone at the same time, he felt a sense of relief, but for a moment he was at a loss.

From the age of thirteen, when he witnessed his mother being burned to death, his life goal became solely revenge and to overturn the verdict against his grandfather's family, for which he devoted himself to a great deal of effort.

Now that both things have been accomplished on the same day, his life goal has vanished, and he feels empty inside, unsure of what to do next or where to go.

Why don't we go back to Canglan Valley with Jiang Li?

When the thought popped into his head, Pei Ji was taken aback for a moment.

Would Jiang Li be willing to take him back with her?

Even if he were willing, what would he do once he arrived at Canglan Valley?

Before he could think it through, a sharp, piercing pain suddenly shot through his head, so intense it felt as if a red-hot iron needle had pierced through it.

He was in so much pain that he knelt down and covered his head with his hands.

At the same time, an unfamiliar voice sounded in his mind: "Congratulations on completing this task. 100 points have been sent to your account. Please check your account."

As the unfamiliar voice rang out, countless memories flooded his mind like a tidal wave: Jing Chen, the Supreme God, the Substitute, the Quick Transmigration Division, and... Yan Zhen.

As these memories resurfaced, a sharp pain shot through his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

In the dense forest, the woman plunged a knife into his heart without hesitation. Despite his desperate pleas, she turned and left without looking back, leaving him to be slowly poisoned and suffer excruciating pain until he died.

At the supermarket entrance, after buying ice cream, he couldn't find her anywhere. When he saw her again, she was lying in an overturned car, her heart pierced by glass, lifeless, dying at the moment he loved her most.

Then came three years of severe depression. For over a thousand days and nights, he would wake up countless times in the middle of the night, hearing her helpless and desperate cries for help, and seeing flashbacks of their daily life together on the fishing island...

Finally, unable to endure the mental torment any longer, he swallowed a handful of sleeping pills and ended his life.

"Prince? Prince?"

Pei Ji was brought back to his senses by a series of urgent sounds. He raised his eyes, which were bloodshot from the pain, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

The person who called him was a colleague from the Ministry of Justice, who asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you alright?"

Pei Ji shook his head, his voice hoarse: "It's nothing."

His colleagues looked at him with pity: "I know you're heartbroken that the old Duke has suffered such a thing, but... take care of yourself. You are the heir of the Duke's mansion, and the mansion still needs you to support it."

A hint of confusion flashed in Pei Ji's eyes, and it took him a while to sort out his thoughts from the chaotic and intertwined memories.

He is not the real Pei Ji; his name is Jing Chen.

He used Zhou Yanqing's substitute identity card to enter this world. As long as the substitute completes the mission, they can regain their memories.

Remembering his original intention for entering this world, Jing Chen suddenly stood up, ignoring the surprised looks of his colleagues, and quickly left the Ministry of Justice, leading his horse straight to the Duke's Mansion.

That damn woman tricked him twice; he'll never let her get away with it!

Jingchen rode his horse at full speed all the way back to the Duke's mansion, but when he entered the Bamboo Garden, he could not find Yanzhen.

He asked the maid in a deep voice, "Where is Jiang Li?"

The maid was startled by his cold and stern aura and quickly said, "Aunt Jiang has gone to the stables."

Jing Chen turned and ran towards the stables.

Yan Zhen was selecting horses in the stables to use on his return trip to Canglan Valley the next day.

The three-day journey wasn't too far, but it wasn't too short either. She had a lot of things to take with her, so she needed to choose a good horse.

A few days ago, the mare in the stable gave birth to a foal. The little thing had long eyelashes and big, bright eyes that kept blinking. With its fluffy texture, Yan Zhen couldn't help but squat down in the stable and stroke it a few more times, thinking about whether he should take the foal with him.

But when she thought about the narrow passage leading into and out of the valley, which might be too narrow for a horse to fit through, she abandoned the idea.

Just as she was getting into the swing of stroking the horse, the groom next to her suddenly bowed to someone behind her and said, "Greetings, Your Highness."

Yan Zhen turned around and saw Pei Ji, dressed in official robes, walking quickly towards her. As soon as he reached her, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from the ground.

The rude movements, clearly driven by anger, startled Yan Zhen, who looked at him with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"

Pei Ji stared intently at her, without saying a word.

Yan Zhen's wrist was gripped so tightly it hurt, and she struggled for a moment: "Let go, it hurts."

Pei Ji not only didn't let go, but grabbed her neck with his other hand, shoved her against the wall behind him, and looked at her with fierce and angry eyes.

This whole operation completely baffled Yan Zhen. For a moment, she caught a glimpse of murderous intent flashing in Pei Ji's eyes, as if he wanted to strangle her.

Jing Chen indeed thought so too. Looking at the woman in front of him, he recalled how he had been completely fooled in his previous two lives. The excruciating torment he had endured was just a means for this woman to complete her mission!

He wished he could repay her a thousandfold for all the suffering he had endured!

The hand on her neck was slowly tightening. Just before she could suffocate, Yan Zhen suddenly reached out and hugged Jing Chen's waist, throwing herself into his arms.

Jing Chen was stunned, his surging emotions seeming to have been paused.

However, immediately afterward, the woman in his arms bent her knee and pressed it heavily against his groin, causing intense pain to shoot up his spine, exploding like fireworks on the top of his head.