Quick Transmigration: The Sweetheart Everyone Loves Is Stuck in Romantic Chaos Every Day - Chapter 231

Mo Xuan looked distinctly uncomfortable.

He was the greatest martial artist in the inner court and the Phoenix Lord’s personal bodyguard.

Usually, he was also tasked with carrying out this temperamental Highness’s less savory orders—

For example, whenever the Phoenix Lord found someone displeasing, Mo Xuan would be sent to “deal with it.”

That often meant slashing them a few times, with their fate—life or death—left to his discretion.

So today, when he thought it was time for him to strike again, his blades already prepared, he instead witnessed something entirely unexpected.

The Phoenix Lord… was acting like an entirely different person.

Mo Xuan’s sharp eyes flickered briefly as he studied the delicate, lovely figure before him.

After a moment’s hesitation, he vaulted down from the rafters.

Dropping to one knee, he bowed his head, voice low and clipped.

“This subordinate has disturbed Your Highness. Please punish me.”

Ruan Tang poked her little head out from behind Lüyi, curiously sizing up the man before her.

He wore fitted black combat garb, with one long and one short blade at his waist. His long black hair was tied back neatly with a single red cord.

His features were sharp and striking, with a deep, masculine handsomeness, his skin sun-darkened.

The taut fabric clung to solid muscle, his entire body radiating cold restraint and silent power.

With a tipsy sweetness, Ruan Tang tilted her head and asked, “And who are you?”

At that soft, syrupy voice so unlike the Phoenix Lord’s usual tone, Mo Xuan stiffened, lowering his head even further.

“Subordinate Mo Xuan, Your Highness’s personal guard.”

It didn’t surprise him that she didn’t recognize him.

After all, the Phoenix Lord herself was a formidable fighter; she rarely had need of him.

But when Ruan Tang looked at him, she felt a burst of joy, as if meeting an old friend, and unconsciously stepped closer.

Lüyi hurriedly seized her wrist.

“Your Highness, beware! He might be tricking you!”

Ruan Tang turned to him with a soft smile.

“No, no—he doesn’t look like a bad person.”

But Mo Xuan’s gaze locked onto their clasped hands, his eyes flashing with killing intent.

“Your Highness’s hand—when did it become something for the likes of you to touch?”

Lüyi recoiled under the ice-cold ferocity of his stare, instinctively letting go, only to flush red with shame and anger.

“The Highness didn’t say anything! What business is it of yours, you ugly man!”

Ruan Tang’s peach blossom eyes went wide. “Eh?”

Ugly?

But what she saw was a tall, muscular, devastatingly handsome man with a smoky, deep voice—definitely not ugly!

Could it be that she was too drunk and her eyes were playing tricks on her?

The system supplied the answer:

【This is a matriarchal world. Men are considered beautiful if they’re pale, delicate, and gentle. Someone like Mo Xuan—tall, muscular, dark-skinned—doesn’t match the mainstream beauty standards.】

Mo Xuan himself offered no rebuttal, nor did he care to. He simply turned his head aside, expression unreadable.

Seeing him silenced, Lüyi pressed on smugly.

“Hmph! You’re rude, ugly, and bad-tempered. Careful or no one will ever want to marry you—”

Mo Xuan cut him off with a cold snort.

“Unlike you, I don’t need to cling to a woman to survive.”

Just one line—and Lüyi’s words lodged in his throat.

His face flushed blue, then red, until finally his eyes filled with tears.

“I never wanted to live like this either…”

A soft, slender hand brushed away his tears.

Startled, Lüyi looked up. The one wiping his face was none other than the Phoenix Lord herself.

He instantly dared not cry again.

“Your Highness…”

Ruan Tang slipped the jade pendant from her waist and pressed it into his palm.

“Here—don’t cry, all right?”

She had always loved beauty. Nothing distressed her more than seeing a beautiful person cry.

Lüyi stared in a daze at the priceless jade in his hand, then up at the soft girl before him.

He was so overwhelmed he felt like he was dreaming.

“You… You’re going to buy my freedom?”

Seeing his expression, Ruan Tang thought it wasn’t enough. She started to undo the other ornament at her waist.

“Then I’ll add this one too—”

“Your Highness!” Lüyi caught her hand in a panic.

“One is more than enough. In fact, with just this, you could buy freedom for all of us here…”

Lowering his gaze, he looked at Ruan Tang with adoration.

“Your Highness’s kindness… Lüyi can only repay it with his own body—”

“Ahem.”

Mo Xuan cleared his throat deliberately, cutting him off.

“Your Highness, may I rise now?”

Ruan Tang glanced back, realizing he was still kneeling on the cold ground. She quickly nodded.

“Yes, yes—get up, the floor is chilly.”

Her gentle, concerned tone made the tips of Mo Xuan’s ears flush red.

Before standing, he stole a swift glance at her—

And saw that Lüyi was still clutching her pale little hand. His brow furrowed instantly.

Ruan Tang noticed, and assumed he thought she was playing favorites.

As a fair princess, she ought to spread her kindness equally.

So she slipped off another jade ring from her belt, holding it out to the stoic bodyguard.

With a timid, sweet look, she said, “Would you like this?”

Mo Xuan froze, as if he hadn’t understood.

Ruan Tang tilted her head, thinking hard.

Then her delicate face slowly blossomed into a pure, sweet smile.

“You’re worried no one will marry you, right? Don’t worry. I’ll marry you. Okay?”

Mo Xuan: “……!!!”

Lüyi: “???”

System: 【！！！！ We’ve seen bad drunk behavior, but never one who goes around collecting husbands when tipsy!!!】

【Tangtang! Don’t forget—you already have a principal husband at home, plus an entire flock of male concubines!】

The other courtesans, seeing this, eagerly crowded forward, each hoping for a promise.

“Your Highness, don’t play favorites—”

“Yes, yes, marry me too!”

“Tonight is my first night serving a guest. My body is pure, and my heart belongs only to Your Highness. Please take me as well—”

At first they had all dreaded being chosen to serve the Phoenix Lord. But seeing her up close, they realized the rumors were false.

Even if they were forced into becoming her male pets, it would be the greatest fortune imaginable.

Who wouldn’t want to see this soft, lovely princess every day?

Ruan Tang was surrounded by half-clad beauties, their perfume mingling with the sweet wine in her head.

She was dizzy, smiling foolishly.

“Good, good, I’ll marry you all. Come home with me, handsome brothers—”

Swaying unsteadily, she looked ready to collapse from drunkenness.

The courtesans all reached to catch her.

But Lüyi, face dark with jealousy, shoved them all away first.

His possessiveness flared hot as he wrapped the tipsy little princess in his arms, heedless of the fact that his actions already bordered on defiance.

Even if it cost him his head, he would never let anyone else touch his little Highness.