Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Villain is Extremely Difficult to Mess With

He Suining found it amusing in her heart, but smiled indifferently at her on the surface.

Let you be smug for a moment. (Wearing sunglasses.JPG)

Then the princes all returned.

One by one, they bowed to the Empress and returned to their seats. Qin Jingxing looked up and glanced at He Suining.

Even though he had no feelings for He Suining, his beautiful face was still slightly dazed when he caught a glimpse of her moon-like expression.

It's just a few short steps.

He thought a lot.

He thought about how he had deceived He Suining.

Thinking of the current Empress, who seems aloof but actually likes him, he couldn't help but feel a little smug.

He bowed to He Suining.

Then he walked up to Consort Ru, bowed, and told his mother about the reward he received from his father at the hunting grounds that morning.

Consort Ru was extremely pleased with herself.

Once her son was back in his seat, her already smug face became even more arrogant. "Your Majesty, it seems you need to put in more effort. The Second Prince has been in the Cold Palace for so many years and can't keep up with the other princes."

He Suining reached out, picked up a fresh grape, and put it in her mouth, saying lightly, "That's none of your concern, little sister."

"Hmph." Consort Ru thought the Empress was afraid of her, so she snorted and stopped talking.

After a while, the emperor finally arrived.

The Empress, along with the other concubines and princes, all stood up. Only after the Emperor sat on the dragon throne did they kneel and pay their respects.

"Everyone, get up."

The Emperor seems to be in a good mood today.

The palace banquet officially began.

Some musicians began to play music, and the dancers moved gracefully.

The atmosphere at the palace banquet seemed quite pleasant.

Half an hour later.

The emperor waved his hand, dismissing the musicians and dancers.

Upon seeing this, Consort Ru immediately stood up, holding her wine cup.

Facing the emperor, she no longer displayed the same fierce demeanor she had shown towards the empress. Instead, she appeared charming and alluring, her eyes brimming with seductive grace, tinged with a hint of intoxication. "Your Majesty, I wish you a long and happy life, and a joyous birthday."

"Very well, Consort Ru is very kind." The Emperor smiled, glanced at her calmly, and waved for her to sit down.

Consort Ru paused for a moment, then pouted in annoyance and sat down unhappily.

She looked up at her son across from her and gave him several meaningful glances.

After the concubines had finished offering their blessings, it was the princes' turn.

"Father."

Qin Jingxing placed his hands awkwardly at his sides, always feeling somewhat afraid of the majesty his father unconsciously exuded.

With his head bowed, he said, "Today is your birthday. Your subject suggests that we have a martial arts contest. Firstly, to make the palace banquet less boring, and secondly, to allow Father to check our studies."

"Haha." The emperor couldn't help but laugh out loud at his "homework" for the second time.

The children are all grown up; what homework could they possibly have left?

But the emperor still understood Qin Jingxing's intentions.

So he waved his hand and said, "Granted."

Qin Jingxing smiled, "Well, since it was your son who suggested it first, then I will go first. I wonder which of my royal brothers would like to come up and challenge me?"

The emperor was already somewhat tired.

Qin Jingxing's suggestion made him perk up again, and he watched intently.

The other concubines each had their own agendas, and Consort Ru wore her smugness on her face, practically as if she had a sign around her neck that read "My son will win."

The princes took the stage one by one.

Qin Jingxing was different from these idle princes because of his mother's excessive strictness and sternness.

Even after he grew up, he would still apply to enter the palace every day to see Consort Ru.

And she studied martial arts daily under the guidance of the martial arts masters from Consort Ru's school.

After being granted the title of prince, most of the princes, without the majesty of their fathers, would inevitably become much more idle. Some would enjoy composing poetry and making music, while others would frequent brothels. Some would even become complete wastrels, with very few showing any interest in martial arts.

So when Qin Jingxing brought it up, all the princes, except for Qin Jinnian who remained expressionless, changed their expressions.

Although they seemed to have a good relationship with Qin Jingxing, their relationship was ultimately not deep.

If the princes are not careful, they could easily become enemies who want to seize the throne. Who would dare to befriend them sincerely?

Listening to his words, how could anyone not know that he was clearly trying to raise his own value while belittling them?

Although Qin Jinnian will definitely be at the bottom in the end, no one will be happy to be stepped on for no reason.

The princes looked at each other in bewilderment.

But if we don't fight, wouldn't we be making a fool of ourselves in front of our father?

Thinking this, a burly man stood up. "Since Your Majesty is so confident, then I will personally meet him."

Qin Jingxing glanced over indifferently.

This is the Fifth Prince, who was already quite robust and strong even as a child. He was the second person after Qin Jinnian to be praised by martial arts masters for his talent in martial arts.

However, after many years, he heard that the other party had also become quite lax, so he didn't take it too seriously.

The fifth prince was enfeoffed as the Prince of Yong.

He was King Wei.

The two men faced the emperor sideways so that he could see them clearly.

They were face to face.

After exchanging greetings...

Prince Yong leaped into the air, seemingly soaring into the sky. His burly frame was surprisingly agile; he cleverly knew his martial prowess was likely inferior to Qin Jingxing's. Therefore, he decided to strike first.

The emperor, seated on his dragon throne, nodded.

Prince Yong charged forward with his fist raised, exuding a powerful and majestic aura.

Although Consort Ru was confident, she was still so nervous that she sat in her seat wringing her handkerchief, almost tearing it to shreds.

King Wei calmly took two steps back, crossed his arms in front of his face, and firmly blocked the punch.

have to say.

Prince Yong was quite skilled; he managed to numb Yong's arm with the shock.

He didn't have time to think too much.

He shifted his left leg to the side to steady it, while his right leg swiftly rose and delivered a powerful kick to Prince Yong's chest. The long leg lashed out like a swift whip.

Prince Yong was terrified and tried to retreat, but it was too late.

His reaction speed was not as fast as the King of Wei's, and he was kicked solidly, the force of which sent him flying backward.

He suddenly stumbled back several steps, bumping into the table of the concubine behind him, which frightened her so much that she screamed repeatedly.

"Alright." The emperor raised his hand, stopping short of saying anything. "Jingting Pavilion is nice, but it's clearly been abandoned."

The emperor was understanding and didn't reprimand him further, but his words still revealed a hint of disappointment.

Speaking of Qin Jingxing, the emperor was quite surprised. "Jingxing has surprised me quite a bit. I remember you were very competitive since you were a child, always vying with Jin Nian for first place. I didn't expect you to be so diligent in your training as you grew up. Very good. You also came in first place at the hunting grounds today. You really make me very happy."

Consort Ru smiled happily, covering her face with her handkerchief.

Qin Jingxing bowed slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, "It's all thanks to the good teachings of my father and mother."

The Emperor glanced at Consort Ru a few more times, "Hmm... Your mother was always strict with you, which is why you were raised so well."

He Suining ate grapes silently without saying a word.

After some polite exchanges, Consort Ru was overjoyed.

The following competitions were rather uninteresting; even the most robust Prince Yong couldn't compete, and the other idle princes were even more useless.

The princes felt embarrassed not to go up.

Qin Jinnian, however, seemed glued to the chair, remaining calm and composed regardless of how others viewed him.

Of course, in other people's eyes, he's just a block of wood, unable to sense other people's emotions.

"Your Majesty~" Consort Ru saw that the Emperor's complexion was getting worse and worse, and knew that it was time.

So she smiled charmingly and said, "This simple contest of strength is too boring. Besides, the princes have all stepped up, so there's no way to see through it."

The Emperor understood the implication in her words and looked at her, saying, "Does my beloved consort have any good suggestions?"

She rose and gave a graceful bow. "I have no good suggestions, but I recently heard that the Empress has taught the Second Prince excellent swordsmanship. My eyes lit up. I'm tired of watching martial arts, so why not let Jingxing compete with the Second Prince in swordsmanship? Jingxing's swordsmanship is quite good, and he might even be better than mere fist and foot techniques."

The emperor showed no surprise upon hearing Consort Ru's words.

The Empress came from a general's family, so it wasn't surprising that she knew swordsmanship. As for teaching Qin Jinnian, the Empress was always very open and aboveboard.

The emperor said he would entrust him to her care and ask her to teach and discipline him properly.

She did it all, isn't that normal?

Therefore, the emperor knew about this matter.

However, for some reason, the emperor fell silent and did not agree to Consort Ru's request for the time being.

Consort Ru's radiant expression faltered slightly.

She bit her lip with a sinister and vicious glint in her eye, staring intently at Qin Jinnian's fair and refined face, which resembled that of a virtuous concubine.

It's possible that the Emperor suddenly remembered his former Consort Xian.

Back then, Consort Xian was the most favored concubine in the harem. If it weren't for that scandalous incident, she might still be riding high on the shoulders of the other concubines.

The emperor put down the white jade and gold cup in his hand.

His expression was hard to read.

Just as everyone fell silent and the atmosphere became somewhat oppressive.

He Suining glanced at Qin Jinnian, her delicately drawn crescent-shaped eyebrows raised.

Qin Jinnian immediately stood up. “Father, there is no need to make things difficult for me. I am not very talented, but thanks to Mother’s guidance these days, I have indeed learned a little bit. Father once taught me that a good man should have ambitions in all directions and should not back down. I am willing to have a good competition with my younger brother.”

The emperor's expression suddenly softened considerably.

She moved her lips slightly, staring intently at Qin Jinnian's face, looking quite moved.

But they quickly calmed down.

"Since Jin Nian is willing to do this, then I grant his request."

He Suining, who had been silently eating grapes without saying a word, finally spoke up, "Your Majesty, since it's a competition, why not make it bigger?"

The emperor looked at her.

He was quite patient with the woman chosen by the imperial advisor as the destined empress. "What does the empress mean?"