Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

At this hour, everyone was still in the palace making a ruckus, drinking and chatting happily, and even the palace maids and servants had become lazy.

Outside the palace, the young man in black stood tall and straight, his hands at his sides. His expression behind the mask froze slightly, and his usually sharp and cold eyes became somewhat dazed.

He moved his stiff knuckles before slowly raising his head to look at the carriage belonging to the Ni family. Inside, the curtains were completely drawn, and he couldn't see her.

The guards shouldn't show their emotions, but even Zhuzhu noticed his change in mood.

The young lady was perfectly fine this morning, insisting that he get into the carriage in front of everyone. How come they seem to have had some kind of argument in just a short while?

She dared not repeatedly speculate on her master's thoughts.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Zhuzhu felt sorry for him: "Since Miss is willing to set you free, that's a good thing. We'll go ahead."

Having said that, she looked away and, at the young lady's signal, stepped onto the carriage.

The groom kept his eyes downcast, knowing that his master's eldest daughter had a rather unsavory reputation. He had recently heard that she and the general's eldest daughter were fighting over a single guard.

I'm tired of this now.

Seeing Zhuzhu come up, he raised his riding whip and flicked it lightly.

The carriage drove away.

Bai Guanqing remained standing in the same spot, his gaze, filled with confusion and unreadable emotions, following the carriage as it moved until it disappeared into the distance, at which point he slowly lowered his eyes.

As the carriage drove further and further away, the girl in white closed her eyes to rest, her soft, black hair hanging lazily over her forehead, her lips a pale cherry color, her expression aloof and indifferent.

Sensing Zhuzhu's hesitant gaze, she slightly raised her eyes, but said nothing. She simply reached out and slowly lifted the corner of the curtain, casually looking behind her.

The young man remained in the same place.

Ni Qing raised an eyebrow. What? Has this child been so happy he's gone mad? He can't even walk.

"Why did you suddenly decide to let that person leave, Miss?" Zhuzhu, unable to keep her thoughts to herself, asked with some confusion.

Without a second thought, Ni Qing replied, "Of course, it's because I'm tired of it."

It's common knowledge that the original owner changed men frequently.

Zhu Zhu pursed her lips. Indeed, she had noticed that her mistress treated that guard differently from others, and she had thought that her mistress was about to return to normal.

After giving her maid a perfunctory reply, she glanced back curiously, only to find that the person was no longer there.

We've had our fill of wine and food; it's time to go home and relax.

The banquet in the palace was just the beginning; the main event was the hunting festival, and they would have to move on to another location.

The emperor, dressed lightly, looked dashing and imposing.

The envoys rode alongside him on horseback, chatting idly.

"We have friends coming from afar, so let's relax and have a proper welcome today," the Empress said with a smile, covering her face.

The envoys quickly clasped their hands in thanks: "Thank you, Your Majesty the Empress."

After exchanging pleasantries, they began to focus on selecting suitable candidates.

He Yingyue stood at the foot of the mountain, dressed in her favorite riding clothes, holding a jade bow and arrow, looking out of place among the young ladies of the various families.

A gentle breeze carried a hint of warmth.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, used the momentum to draw the bow, and shot out without hesitation, hitting a wild rabbit squarely.

"This daughter of the general's family is indeed extraordinary. She is outstanding in both appearance and ability," the envoy exclaimed.

The emperor lowered his eyelids, seemingly lost in thought.

The envoys cast several glances at He Yingyue, both openly and secretly. He knew perfectly well what they meant; it was truly a toad trying to eat swan meat.

How could General He, a man so protective of his own, possibly allow his beloved daughter to marry far away to a foreign land?

"General He has raised his daughter well. From a young age, his daughter has been treated like she's been fed by many families. The common people love her very much. I wonder if you, our envoys, have any suitable candidates for this occasion?"

The emperor glanced at them out of the corner of his eye, knowing full well what they were doing but saying nothing.

As expected, the envoys were waiting for the emperor to speak, and immediately replied: "We have two candidates in mind, one is He Yingyue, the daughter of General He, and the other is Ni Qing from the Ni family."

The emperor raised an eyebrow, his sharp eyes thoughtful.

They really know how to pick things: one is military power, the other is the national treasury.

The Ni family had frequently visited the palace before, so why had Ni Qing never appeared there?

The Empress, after all, was the one who shared his bed, and she immediately saw through his thoughts: "This Ni Qing is said to be completely unruly, spending his days either drinking heavily or in brothels."

In my humble opinion, she's getting on in years; perhaps we should let Ni Qing go instead.