Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character's Counterattack, A Guide to Cunning Strat

The singing and dancing continued one after another, but Li Shangxun's mind was entirely focused on Liu Shuwan.

It's no wonder he didn't remember; after the Empress Dowager went into seclusion in Cining Palace, the palace banquets were always handled by Consort De and Consort Shu.

After Consort Shu was deposed, she was handed over to Consort De, and he would only make a brief appearance before leaving.

After bringing Awan into the palace, he saw the beautiful women in front of him and realized that he actually had quite a few concubines. Although he hadn't touched any of them, he still felt inexplicably guilty.

The dismissal of the palace concubines was delayed again and again for various reasons. Now that the current situation has finally occurred, he only regrets that he was out of his mind back then.

Although everything was explained as soon as she sat down, Liu Shuwan hadn't spoken since the beginning, seemingly staring blankly at the table.

He could only steal glances at her expression, his hand at his side opening and closing, hesitating for a moment before finally taking hers, asking cryptically:

"Awan, what's wrong? Are you angry?"

Liu Shuwan didn't think too much about it. She just suddenly remembered that Li Shangxun seemed to have died from a cup of poisoned wine at the palace banquet today.

(Qiqi, can you help me identify which glass on the table is poisoned?)

【No, Wanwan. In the story, the male lead lost the will to live and drank it voluntarily. Now that you've almost won him over, he doesn't want to die anymore, and he's dealt with everyone he needed to. The table is spotless.】

(That's fine then.)

Just as Liu Shuwan came to her senses, Li Shangxun's voice was a little soft, drowned out by the singing and dancing, so she only caught the gist of it: "Hmm, what's wrong?"

"Are you angry to see that I have so many concubines?"

This time, Li Shangxun was more direct, "After the Emperor's birthday celebration, no, I'll get rid of them all tomorrow, okay?"

“I’m not angry. You’ve already explained everything. Also, the matter of dismissing the concubines still needs to be considered carefully. This world is very demanding of women. If their future cannot be properly arranged, it will be a great disaster for them or their families.”

"Okay, I've written it down."

Upon learning that Liu Shuwan wasn't angry and was even considering the concubines' feelings, Li Shangxun felt relieved but also somewhat uneasy.

But he couldn't voice these secret thoughts, so in his resentment, he could only slip his fingers into her palm and scratch her hand gently in revenge.

Liu Shuwan suppressed a laugh and didn't point out his childish little action. She pulled his hand and said, "A-Xun, come closer. I want to say something to you."

"Come closer."

When Li Shangxun leaned close to her ear, Liu Shuwan glanced around and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, quickly planted a kiss on his face.

Only after the kiss did she realize how inappropriate it was, and she shyly lowered her head, pretending to count the pastries on the plate.

Li Shangxun felt a tremor in his heart. He didn't care about the singing and dancing or the concubines anymore. He just wanted to get closer to Liu Shuwan again.

Although the concubines outwardly enjoyed the song and dance, most of their peripheral vision was focused on Li Shangxun and Liu Shuwan.

Watching helplessly as the ruler of the world whispered sweet nothings to the person beside him, seeing that the shameless little vixen, Consort Chen, openly seduced the Emperor and whispered intimately to him, she was filled with hatred and gritted her teeth.

At that moment, Liu Meiren raised her wine glass and gracefully stood up:

"Today is Your Majesty's birthday. Your Majesty, I offer you a cup of wine, wishing you eternal happiness and longevity."

Encouraged by Liu Shuwan's gaze, Li Shangxun had no choice but to pick up his wine glass and take a symbolic sip: "Hmm, thank you for your thoughtfulness."

Seeing that Li Shangxun was unusually amiable today, the other concubines also rose to offer their toasts:

"Your Majesty, I wish you a long and prosperous life, and that the Heavenly Court may prosper forever."

May the land be forever secure and the world be at peace.

"Your Majesty, I wish you good health and longevity."

……

Seeing the concubines crowding around one after another, Li Shangxun grew impatient to deal with them any longer.

In any case, I've already spent enough time at the palace banquet today. Instead of wasting time with others here, I might as well go back to the palace and spend time alone with Awan.

Perhaps we can further explore what we just "wanted to say".

"Alright, that's enough for today. I'm tired. Consort Chen, you may leave with me. You may do as you please."

When he got up, Liu Shuwan grabbed his sleeve, and Li Shangxun looked down to find that she was drunk.

In just a few words and a glass of fruit wine, Liu Shuwan became dizzy and lost track of time.

Liu Shuwan was also helpless about this. She did not expect that the original owner of this body had such a poor alcohol tolerance, and was drunk after just one sip.

At this moment, she was conscious, but her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were slightly drunk, and her body was so soft that she felt like she had no bones. With a pull from Li Shangxun, she fell into his arms.

Liu Shuwan simply let herself go, tilting her head back in that position and asking in a muffled voice, "Hmm? Are we leaving?"

Her soft body nestled against Li Shangxun, her breath spraying against his neck.

The delicate fragrance, mingled with the aroma of fruit wine, entered his nostrils and seeped into his spine, making his breathing quicken.

Li Shangxun coaxed in a low voice, "Yes, shall we go back to the palace?"

"it is good."

Having received an affirmative answer, Li Shangxun quickly left with Liu Shuwan in his arms.

The singing and dancing continued, but the people present had lost interest in watching and made excuses to leave.

Just moments ago, Kunning Palace was filled with graceful dancers and melodious music, but in an instant, only well-trained and silent palace maids remained, cleaning and tidying up.

The magnificent palace, now devoid of people, felt somewhat desolate.

I wonder how many people will have a sleepless night tonight.

*

In Qianqing Palace, Li Shangxun placed Liu Shuwan on the bed and was about to leave when he was suddenly pulled down by her strength.

In his panic, worried about crushing the person beneath him, he placed his hands on either side of her ears, and their eyes met.

They were so close that he could see her heaving chest with just a slight downward glance.

Li Shangxun quickly looked away, suddenly realizing he was also a little drunk, the alcohol making his ears burn.

But she was still restless, suddenly reaching her hands behind his head and calling out sweetly, "Ah Xun, won't you kiss me?"

Don't you want to kiss me?

Having said that, she parted her red lips slightly, appearing ready to be taken.

"You asked for it."

Li Shangxun could no longer hold back, and with the desire in his heart, he leaned down, touching his forehead and the corners of his eyes.

He paid special attention to the small mole on her right ear, and only then did he focus on that vibrant color, lingering over it with his head down.

They separated after a long while. Amidst Liu Shuwan's panting, Li Shangxun's low, husky voice sounded above her head: "Shuwan, is it alright?"

Liu Shuwan had sobered up earlier, though her eyes were still a little dazed.

After Li Shangxun finished asking his question, he remained silent for a long time, so long that he had given up hope and was about to get up and leave. Only then did Liu Shuwan nod gently and whisper, "Be gentle, I'm afraid of pain."

"it is good."

Her clothes were peeled away layer by layer, revealing her fair, glowing skin, her gently undulating bust, and her slender yet shapely legs, which contrasted beautifully with the bright yellow sheets, creating a scene that was both picturesque and poetic.

Everything that followed fell into place naturally, the sound above my head sometimes near, sometimes far, as if reality and illusion were alternating.

Sometimes it's tender and lingering to the extreme, and sometimes it's like a raging storm plundering everything.

Liu Shuwan was like a sailboat on the sea, bobbing up and down under the battering waves, swaying and rocking, unwilling to fall apart.

Until the last giant wave slammed the entire ship down, plunging it into the water and sinking it to the bottom, where it perished with the spray...