In the quick transmigration story, the most popular female supporting character is both delicate and

Yun Yao felt the suppression emanating from Xiao Yan and could only admit defeat, "...I won't argue anymore!"

Looking at the docile and obedient person in his arms, Xiao Yan released her in a good mood, "You don't need to dress up specially for entering the palace this afternoon, you can wear what you're wearing."

"..." What does Xiao Yan mean by this? Is he afraid that if she dresses too nicely, it will make her seem favored and make Su Yimo unhappy?

But since he said so, then let him wear it. Anyway, it was his decision, and if the Empress says his attire is too shabby, then it's Xiao Yan's fault.

Yun Yao wore a brocade dress with a soft sheen, exuding a fresh and elegant charm. The dress was cinched at the waist, outlining her graceful figure.

Her long black hair was tied into a high bun, adorned with a gold and pearl-inlaid openwork hairpin, a gold hairpin with a cloud-like flower design, and a silver ribbon.

She strolled around casually, her silver ribbons fluttering in the wind, occasionally landing in front of her, making her appear even more light and agile.

The tassels dangling from her hair tinkled softly, complementing her beauty and making her even more captivating.

This attire would be sufficient for ordinary people, but for the royal family, it would be acceptable for everyday wear, but would be somewhat simple for entering the palace.

However, since Xiao Yan has said it's acceptable, Yun Yao doesn't plan to change her mind.

……

Xie Qingye waited in the front hall for a long time but Xiao Yan did not appear. He ordered his servants to urge him to come to the back courtyard several times.

But each time the servant replied, "Please wait a little longer. His Highness the Crown Prince is in the Crown Princess's room and has not yet come out."

Xie Qingye was so angry he was about to swear, his tone sarcastic, "You used to act like you were unapproachable to women, but now you're hopelessly addicted to them?"

Seeing that General Xie was about to get angry, the servants broke out in a cold sweat, but they dared not say anything to their master.

We can only replace the cold tea with fresh tea. Please wait a little longer, General Xie.

Xie Qingye walked into the courtyard, holding his sword, arms crossed, and leaned against a lacquered red pillar.

He wore a silver-gray long robe with arrow-sleeved top, the cuffs and collar embroidered with dark-colored sun, moon, stars and clouds, and his hair was neatly tied with a silver hair crown, with two light white hair ribbons hanging down.

His sword-like eyebrows were striking, and his sharp black eyes narrowed impatiently.

Her crimson lips were slightly pursed, revealing her sharply defined features.

Cold and aloof, yet imposing and domineering.

A butterfly fluttered away from the boy's head, and he slightly turned to avoid it, his hair ribbon drawing a graceful arc.

Footsteps gradually approached from afar, but they weren't the steady, powerful footsteps of someone like Xiao Yan, who had practiced martial arts for many years...

Her steps were leisurely, stopping and starting, like a young girl admiring flowers and chasing butterflies in a garden.

The footsteps were accompanied by the tinkling sound of the hairpin's tassels swaying and colliding.

Xie Qingye vaguely guessed that it was the only daughter of the Yun family, Xiao Yan's crown princess.

He suddenly became curious about what was so special about this woman that could make someone as aloof as Xiao Yan linger over her.

Xie Qingye pushed aside the servants who were blocking his way and walked towards the backyard.

He walked along the path leading to the pavilion in the middle of the lake... when he heard the footsteps stop.

Long, strong fingers brushed aside the bamboo leaves that were obstructing his view, revealing the woman's expression not far away.

The girl sat by the lake, took off her shoes and socks, revealing her fair little feet. She first tentatively touched the surface of the lake, and when she felt that the water was not cold, she stepped into the water and happily splashed around.

The woman was having a great time, but the maid beside her was getting impatient, constantly complaining that the water was cold and urging her Crown Princess to come up quickly.

The girl smiled, her unintentional charm most alluring. "Mumu, the water temperature is so comfortable, why don't you try it?"

Mu Mu repeatedly refused, "This servant will go back to the room to get a handkerchief to wipe your feet. Even if the water isn't cold, it's not good to get your shoes and socks wet."

After the maid left, Xie Qingye, sword in hand, strolled leisurely to the girl's side.

Looking at the fair and delicate shoulders and neck, and the slender waist in front of me.

Xie Qingye couldn't resist bending down and fiddling with the ribbon on her shoulder.

Yun Yao thought it was Mu Mu who had returned, and wondered why she was back so quickly.

However, she didn't think much of it and simply raised her hand, gesturing for Mu Mu to give her the handkerchief.

Xie Qingye took out his handkerchief and placed it in her hand, a slight smile playing on his lips as if watching a show.

Yun Yao looked at the handkerchief in her hand and wondered why Mu Mu would use it to wipe her feet when the material felt expensive.

"Mu Mu," Yun Yao hesitated for a moment, then turned around, "This handkerchief...who are you?!"

Yun Yao was so frightened that she stumbled backward and almost fell into the water.

Fortunately, Xie Qingye helped her out.

His voice tinged with laughter, "So scared?"

“…”, Yun Yao pushed his hand away, quickly got up, lowered her skirt, and covered her feet.

Although she wasn't wearing shoes and socks, and only looked properly dressed, she couldn't lose face. Yun Yao put her hands on her hips and questioned him, "Who are you, daring to trespass into the Crown Prince's residence?"

Xie Qingye was taken aback for a moment, then grinned and said, "I'd like to ask you how you managed to drug the Crown Prince."

Yun Yao frowned. "...A sleeping potion?"

When did she drug Xiao Yan?

Did such advanced things exist in ancient times?

Seeing the woman's bewildered expression, Xie Qingye suddenly realized that he had misunderstood her.

He thought that the emperor and Grand Tutor Yun had raised a vixen daughter, specifically to seduce men and consolidate power.

But now it seems...

Xie Qingye was about to tell her to dry her feet and put on her shoes and socks.

Xiao Yan strode over, a smile that was not genuine in his usual manner, and said, "Yun Yao, come here."

Yun Yao picked up her shoes and socks, ran over, and hid behind him.

Xie Qingye raised an eyebrow, crossed his arms, and looked at Xiao Yan with a leisurely air. "Tsk, that's really not fair, making me wait so long."

Xiao Yan chuckled lightly, "You don't know your place. I didn't sleep a wink last night, and you come looking for me this early in the morning. It's your own fault for leaving me hanging."

"Tsk tsk tsk, didn't sleep all night!"

Xie Qingye gave him a warning look, reminding him not to forget that he and Yun Yao were not on the same side, and not to take it too seriously and fall into those people's trap.

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of coldness barely perceptible in them. "In a few days, there will be a Mid-Autumn Festival hunt. How about we have a competition?"

Xie Qingye slightly raised his chin, looking nonchalant and carefree. "Sure."

"Oh, right, Amo should be going too... and," Xie Qingye smiled mischievously at Yun Yao, "Han Yicheng will be going too, right?"

Yun Yao ignored him and only gave him a disdainful look.

Xie Qingye wasn't annoyed, he just smiled and said, "You and Han Yicheng were childhood sweethearts, so why didn't your father understand your heart and marry you off to the Crown Prince?"

"..."

Xiao Yan gave Xie Qingye a sharp look, telling him to shut up.

Yun Yao could only say that these two were indeed good friends, their despicable acts were truly on par.

Xie Qingye patted Xiao Yan's shoulder, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Don't really fall for other women, or Amo will be heartbroken."

Su Yimo entered the palace at a very young age, and the others grew up together.

How could this friendship compare to that of Yun Yao, who came along halfway through?

He should know which is more important and which is less important.

Xiao Yan raised his eyes and gave him a cold look. "I know."

I entered the palace in the afternoon.

Xiao Yan walked quickly and showed no leniency.

Yun Yao went from walking briskly to jogging.