Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character's Revenge

"What do you want?" Qi Ning asked irritably.

Qi Jingyu said slowly, "Since Ning'er has tacitly agreed to let me be alone with you in a room, to let me hold your hand, and to let me hug you, is this alright?"

"What do you mean, 'this' and 'that'..."

Before Qi Ning could finish speaking, Qi Jingyu kissed her lips.

Their lips met, their breaths mingling.

When Qi Jingyu's lips touched Qi Ning's lips, he felt only one thing: softness.

His heart felt like it had been scratched by something.

Qi Ning seemed to be startled by his sudden action, and froze in his arms, forgetting to resist.

Qi Jingyu paused for a moment, wanting to try many things before the person in his arms pushed him away.

He held Qi Ning's lips in his mouth, and after a while, perhaps without any instruction, he naturally parted her teeth and tried to probe into her mouth.

It turned out to be a fragrant and sweet taste.

"Do not……"

By the time Qi Ning struggled again, it was too late. Qi Jingyu had already tasted the sweetness of success and was unwilling to let her go so easily.

He reached out and pressed the back of her head, kissing her even more deeply.

Qi Ning was soon dizzy from his kisses, her body went limp, and the hand that was pressing against his chest lost its strength.

"Second brother..."

She called him in a mumbled voice.

"Ah."

Qi Jingyu responded and then pressed her down onto the couch.

Looking at the person lying beneath him, he sighed inwardly, "So obedient."

Qi Jingyu kissed her gently, bit by bit, gradually mastering the technique from initial awkwardness.

Their bodies began to heat up with the kiss.

Qi Jingyu only released Qi Ning's lips when Qi Ning's face turned red and she looked like she was about to have trouble breathing.

Qi Jingyu wasn't much better off; he was also breathing heavily.

Although he released Qi Ning's lips, he did not get up from her. He simply propped himself up above her, looking down at her glistening eyes and rosy lips.

Qi Ning's chest heaved as the two were pressed far too close together.

It was summer, and Qi Jingyu was dressed lightly, while Qi Ning was only wearing an undergarment, so naturally they could feel everything.

"you……"

Qi Ning was still breathing heavily and could only utter one word.

Qi Jingyu adjusted faster than her, raising his hand to wipe away a drop of glistening moisture from Qi Ning's lips.

"What should I do? I've taken liberties with my second sister," he whispered.

"It's you……"

"I forced you, I admit it."

After a pause, Qi Jingyu added, "Given things like this, I can't shirk my responsibility to you."

"Ning'er, how about becoming my empress?"

He brought it up again.

Qi Ning bit her lip and did not immediately agree to his request.

"Get up first," she said softly.

Qi Jingyu did not get up, automatically ignoring her request.

He noticed that her eyes were darting around, as if she had some concerns.

"What are you worried about? You can tell me."

Qi Jingyu recalled that after Qi Ning was betrothed to Prince Qing, she complained that Prince Qing had too many concubines. He guessed, "Is she afraid that I will have three palaces and six courtyards in the future?"

"You are the emperor."

"So what if he's an emperor? Does an emperor necessarily have to have three palaces and six courtyards?"

Qi Jingyu reached out and stroked Qi Ning's face: "I promise you, as long as Ning'er is willing to be my empress, I will not have any other concubines. We will only have each other."

Qi Ning looked at him without saying a word.

"you do not believe me?"

"A little."

"What should we do then?" Qi Jingyu thought for a moment and said, "How about I give you a blank imperial edict? If I break my vow and take concubines in the future, you can write any imperial edict you want."

The blank imperial edict provided by Qi Jingyu was equivalent to being able to do anything except abolish Qi Jingyu's throne.

Qi Ning hadn't expected him to say that. She tentatively asked, "If that's really the case, can I divorce you and leave the palace?"

Qi Jingyu chuckled softly: "You want to divorce me?"

Since ancient times, it has generally been the husband who divorces the wife, and it is rare to hear of the wife divorcing the husband. His Ning'er's mind and realm are indeed unlike those of ordinary women.

Qi Ning glared at him: "Just tell me if it's okay or not?"

“Yes, of course you can.” Qi Jingyu nodded, then added, “But I won’t give you that chance.”

"Hmph, who knows? Men are all unreliable. Father and Mother were so in love, but after Mother died, Father married Zeng Shi."

Upon hearing this, Qi Jingyu's smile faded slightly.

Qi Congming is indeed...

“I’m not like your father,” Qi Jingyu said hastily.

"Not always."

"Fine, even if what you say makes sense, didn't I promise you that if I let you down, you can divorce me?"

Qi Jingyu used the word "rest" in a very cooperative manner.

Qi Ning hummed and hawed, but didn't say anything more.

Upon seeing this, Qi Jingyu immediately asked, "So, Ning'er, have you agreed to my request?"

"Who said I agreed to that?" Qi Ning retorted.

Qi Jingyu's eyes dimmed again.

"What other concerns do you have?"

Qi Jingyu remembered that Qi Ning had just mentioned her mother, and he asked, "Do you still resent me because of your mother?"

"That's not it."

Qi Ning shook her head, and her long black hair, spread out on the bed, stirred slightly.

Qi Jingyu tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear: "No?"

“Hmm,” Qi Ning said, “I know that my mother’s difficult childbirth has nothing to do with you.”

"How did you know?" Qi Jingyu asked, somewhat surprised.

“My father told me this before.”

It was the time Qi Congming called Zeng Wanqing to his study right after they got married.

“At the time, I was skeptical, but now that I think about it, my father must have told my mother about your true identity long ago, which is why he was so sure that my mother’s difficult childbirth had nothing to do with you.”

“That’s right, you guessed correctly,” Qi Jingyu replied.

"I vaguely remember that I hated you back then, and my mother told me not to bully you."

Upon hearing this, Qi Jingyu felt a pang of sadness.

"and……"

"And what?"

Qi Ning said, "I know who really killed my mother."

Qi Jingyu's gaze sharpened: "Who is it?"

“It’s Du Rong,” Qi Ning replied.

"is her."

Upon hearing this answer, Qi Jingyu immediately understood.

Since Du Rong had always coveted the title of Marquis of Changping, and had used it to harm him and the child in Zeng's womb, it was only natural that Du Rong would also harm the child in Zhou's womb.

Ning'er was unharmed because she was a girl and posed no threat to Du Rong and her son.

However, after Qi Congming brought him back to the Marquis's mansion as a son of a concubine, he went to guard the frontier not long after. When he left, Zhou was pregnant.

At that time, Du Rong did not know whether the child in Zhou's belly was a boy or a girl, so she was naturally on guard and thus poisoned Zhou and the child in her belly.

Zhou was already quite far along in her pregnancy at the time, and it's likely that Du Rong intended to kill the child, but ultimately, through a series of unforeseen events, Zhou was harmed.

"Is this your guess?" Qi Jingyu asked.

"Yes and no."

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