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

Chapter 456 Relying on Favor (1)

The debriefing quickly popped up on the floating screen.

After Yan Zhen left the small world, Jing Chen stayed in that world for twelve years.

For the first five years, he was like a madman, carefully preserving Yan Zhen's remains and searching the entire galaxy for a way to revive her.

After spending five years without any results, and with an accident causing irreversible damage to Yan Zhen's body, he abandoned this path and instead tried to reverse time and return to the past.

But seven years have passed, and the research on reversing time has made no progress.

In despair, Qin Shao developed a mental illness, constantly hallucinating that his lover was calling out to him from another dimension, wanting him to come and be with her.

During one episode, Qin Shao responded to his lover's call in a hallucination and committed suicide in a state of madness.

……

After reviewing the mission debriefing, Yan Zhen felt a mix of emotions.

She never imagined that Jingchen would be tormented to this extent because of her death.

She had never been needed so intensely before, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond to Jing Chen's affection.

Yan Zhen took out his identity card, put away the floating screen, and went downstairs.

Jingchen was still cooking noodles in the kitchen when Yanzhen walked over, hugged him from behind, and pressed her face against his back.

Jing Chen's body stiffened slightly: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing much," Yan Zhen said.

After a moment of silence, Yan Zhen lifted one of his arms, crawled in front of him, and kissed him on his still indifferent face while standing on tiptoe.

Jingchen glanced at her, then quickly turned back as if nothing had happened: "Stop fooling around, or you'll burn yourself."

He was still sulking.

Yan Zhen kissed him again.

Jing Chen pursed his lips, but after three seconds he couldn't hold back any longer and turned his other face over as well: "I want this side too."

Yan Zhen smiled and leaned in, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

Jing Chen's feigned indifference finally softened. He turned off the stove, picked up Yan Zhen, and placed her on the island platform. At this height, they were at eye level. He leaned over and kissed her.

After the kiss ended, Jing Chen hugged Yan Zhen and nuzzled her cheek with the tip of his high nose: "Don't do it again."

"Well."

Jing Chen pinched her chin: "What does 'hmm' mean?"

Yan Zhen wrapped her arms around his neck: "I'll try my best. If I can't leave with you, I'll make things clear."

"No," Jing Chen said. "I want to go with you."

"What if you don't die when I leave?"

"You killed me."

Yan Zhen: "...Nonsense, death is a painful thing, don't force yourself to suffer."

"I'm not afraid."

Yan Zhen frowned and pushed Jing Chen away: "If it's always like this, I'm worried it will affect your spiritual recovery."

Jing Chen thought for a moment and said, "No, I feel that you are part of my consciousness repair process."

"How to say?"

"I used to think life was meaningless, but with you, I enjoy going to work and look forward to getting off work even more."

Yan Zhen's heart skipped a beat.

This guy looks silly and clueless, like a simpleton, but not only does he look like someone she finds attractive, but his impulsive confessions always hit the mark.

"Please," Jing Chen said, hugging her and swaying her back and forth affectionately, "Don't leave me again."

Yan Zhen felt that her bottom line had been lowered a little.

She paused for a few seconds, then gave in: "Okay."

Jingchen became happy and lifted her chin, wanting to kiss her again.

Yan Zhen pushed him away and pointed to the pot of noodles behind him, saying, "If it keeps sticking, the noodles will clump together."

Jing Chen reluctantly picked her up and turned back to continue cooking noodles.

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After a week of carefree revelry in the "puppy den," losing track of time, Yan Zhen returned to the Quick Transmigration Division and headed to the next world.

When Yan Zhen woke up in his new body, he felt dizzy and his vision was filled with a blinding red.

She closed her eyes to calm herself, and when she opened them again, she realized that she was wearing a red wedding dress, a red veil, and sitting in a moving carriage.

The heavy phoenix crown on her head made her scalp tingle, so Yan Zhen simply lifted the veil.

As soon as she made this move, the two maids serving in the carriage immediately exclaimed, "Princess, you mustn't!"

"Your Highness, this is inappropriate!"

Yan Zhen ignored them, tossed aside the veil embroidered with pheasants, first surveyed the luxurious decorations inside the carriage, and then listened intently to the sounds outside.

There was no sound of gongs or drums; it was so quiet outside that only the sounds of horses' hooves and footsteps could be heard.

Yan Zhen, having already gone this far, went all the way and, meeting the terrified gazes of the two maids, lifted the carriage curtain and looked outside.

Outside, instead of bustling streets, lay a desolate wilderness.

The wedding procession, consisting of hundreds of people dressed in red and carrying the dowry, showed no joy on their faces. Instead, they looked as if they were going to their deaths.

Whose princess would have to walk along such a rocky mountain path on her way to her wedding?

Two maids hurriedly pushed Yan Zhen back into the carriage. One of the round-faced maids lowered her voice and said, "Your Highness, the bride must not lift her veil before arriving at her husband's home, otherwise... otherwise..."

Before the round-faced maid could finish speaking, she seemed to remember something, and overwhelmed with sorrow, large tears rolled down her cheeks as she began to cry.

There's something strange about this marriage.

Since she hadn't read the strategy guide yet, Yan Zhen didn't dare to speak rashly lest she give herself away. She helped the maid up and made her sit to the side, then picked up the veil and put it over her head.

They pretended to be obedient and act like wooden dolls, but actually took the opportunity to quickly browse the walkthrough.

The original owner's name was Tan Junzhuo, a legitimate daughter of the Great Liang Dynasty, and she was seventeen years old this year.

Her father was the previous ruler of Daliang. He accomplished nothing in his youth, and in his old age, he became greedy for pleasure, muddled and incompetent, squandering the legacy accumulated by his ancestors.

He died of a stroke at the age of forty-three on the very night a newly arrived concubine was to spend the night with him.

After the death of the late emperor, Tan Xuanmo, the crown prince who was born of the same mother as the original owner, ascended the throne.

Tan Xuanmo was soft-hearted. Two years after his accession to the throne, the already troubled country was plagued by internal and external troubles, and wars broke out frequently. Local vassal kings occupied their own territories and divided the Liang Dynasty into five forces.

Meanwhile, the northern nomadic tribe "Beijue" invaded, and the two sides fought back and forth for three years. The Chanyu of Beijue proposed a truce on the condition that Liang send a princess to Beijue for a marriage alliance.

At that time, there were only two princesses of marriageable age in the palace: the seventeen-year-old Princess Tan Junzhuo and the sixteen-year-old Second Princess Tan Jinyu.

Two months before the Northern Jurchens made this request, Tanjun Zhuo became engaged to Xie Ying, a powerful minister of the court.

Xie Ying is Tan Xuanmo's best friend. The two grew up together, and Tan Junzhuo and Tan Jinyu also became acquainted with Xie Ying. Tan Junzhuo and Xie Ying have admired each other since childhood.

Xie Ying was a civil official who vowed to recover lost territory and protect the Liang dynasty for the Tan family.

Tan Junzhuo had assumed that since she was already engaged, it wouldn't be her turn for a political marriage.

Unexpectedly, Xie Ying took the initiative to break off the engagement and, as a subject, requested that Tan Junzhuo go to the Northern Jurchens for a marriage alliance.

“You’ve been intelligent since you were little, so even if you go to the Northern Kingdom, you’ll be able to keep your life. Jin Yu is different; she’s timid and weak. If she goes to marry into another family, she won’t live to see the day she returns…”

"Jun Zhuo, wait for me. In ten years at most, His Majesty and I will surely recover the land, defeat the Northern Jurchens, and welcome you back to court! At that time, I will bring you back with a grand wedding procession."