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

Today's bustling scene is unlike any other; the streets of the capital are packed with people, and the people on the main street are filled with pure joy and laughter.

These nobles rarely had such a joyous occasion to share with the common people. The royal procession was magnificent enough, and the warm, soft light made the spreading red color even more striking.

The wedding procession was dressed in red, symbolizing marriage, with gongs and drums beating loudly and music rising and falling, like a long and beautiful red silk ribbon being blown into the depths of the palace by a gentle breeze.

The young woman rarely wore red, and now she was wearing her wedding dress. Both sides placed great importance on the ceremony and specially hired the most skilled embroiderers in the world.

Before the princess from the neighboring country arrived, she had embroidered several pairs of lifelike mandarin ducks poised for flight, the gold thread exquisite and expensive.

As Zhuzhu watched, she became less and less resistant, and even her attachment to her homeland lessened.

Through the curtain of the sedan chair, she said from the bottom of her heart, "Miss looks the best today. You should listen to me and wear more brightly colored clothes."

It might look a bit tacky on an ordinary rich girl, but Ni Qing's beautiful appearance only makes her look more and more precious and stunning.

After an unknown amount of time, the clamor of the crowd faded into the distance, leaving only the sound of drums playing music. The bridal sedan chair came to a steady stop, and Ni Qing was helped down by the matchmaker.

She held a round fan to cover her face, and could vaguely see a hand reaching out in front of her.

The other person had well-defined bones, long and strong fingers, fair skin, and slight calluses. Ni Qing recognized the owner of the hand the instant she saw it.

With her eyes lowered, she slowly placed her hand on the matchmaker's hand under her troubled gaze.

Bai Guanqing had a cryptic smile on his lips, displaying a youthful vigor that was typical of his age. He wore a matching wedding robe, and although he was tall and slender, he did not appear overly thin.

It seemed to be Ni Qing's first time getting married in another dimension, and she felt a strange sense of novelty.

The young man's hands were dry, and he gripped hers very lightly, making the girl's hands appear even smaller in comparison.

Guided by the matchmaker, they overcame various rituals and customs, and were eventually led into the bridal chamber by Zhuzhu.

The wedding banquet had over a hundred tables, and everyone was seated neatly and orderly; not a single table was missing anyone. These were all high-ranking officials and nobles from the imperial court, people of great prestige.

The emperor's children alone filled several tables.

When the ministers saw the legendary seventh prince, their eyes were filled with amazement. This prince's appearance was indeed extraordinary, standing out like a crane among chickens among the other princes and princesses.

"My brother's wedding today is the only joyous occasion in the capital in the last ten years or so. I have brought this gift to wish my brother and his wife a long and happy life together."

The newcomer was in his prime, refined and handsome, dressed in a moon-white robe. He politely came over to offer a toast, his gentle eyes subtly scrutinizing Bai Guanqing.

The young man turned around, and he glanced at him lightly. He was unfamiliar with him and had never seen him before. He had never even attended the princess's welcoming banquet. He knew this perfectly well and said with a faint smile, "I appreciate your kind words, Fourth Prince."

This person is Bai Lan, the fourth prince whom the emperor mentioned as the one who would soon be chosen as the crown prince.

Despite his young age, he appeared unassuming and unassuming, more composed and mature than other children his age, and also very intelligent. He was taken in and nurtured by the Grand Tutor.

So as he grew older, he went on to represent the royal family in suppressing bandits, and for his meritorious service, he was naturally granted the title of Prince Hao.

The two stood facing each other, both keenly aware of the subtle atmosphere. Bai Lan assumed that his seventh brother, whom he had met very few times, must be crude and cowardly in those deep mountains and forests.

Unexpectedly, he returned in such a high-profile manner, his true strength remains to be seen.

He became the only person who posed a threat to his throne.

He discreetly observed the young man in red, his mind beginning to weigh the situation. He was a potential threat. If this princess came from a prominent family and harbored no other intentions…

This is even more disadvantageous for him.

Bai Lan seemed to have only come to offer congratulations. After finishing his drink, he returned to the table. He had been the center of attention since childhood, and unlike the Seventh Prince, who was difficult to approach, he was good at winning people's hearts.

The princess and princes toasted him one by one, flattering him.

As time went by, darkness gradually fell, and the stars twinkled in the night sky. The moon was obscured by clouds, losing all its color.

Ni Qing sat on the edge of the bed, glancing at the melon seeds, peanuts, and dates on the table, feeling a little hungry.

Her bottom was almost numb from sitting, she thought expressionlessly.

Getting married is exhausting. Luckily, Zhuzhu brought some food in after finishing her work outside and secretly fed the animals.

After a hearty meal, Ni Qing felt sleepy.

Just as I was about to lie down and take a nap, I heard a noise at the door.

A tall, dark figure stood motionless at the doorway. Ni Qing frowned, somewhat puzzled.

She covered her face with a round fan, secretly on guard.

Not long after, the shadow moved.

He pushed open the door, his steps firm, concealing his unease.

He approached the bride step by step and fell silent.

When Ni Qing heard that there was no more movement, she took off the fan with some doubt. Suddenly, her vision blurred and she was pushed down onto the bed. The intricate headdress made her feel dizzy.

Before I could even take a closer look, a strong smell of alcohol hit me.

Bai Guanqing seemed to be drunk; his face was flushed. His eyes were as calm as ever, but there was still a hint of uncertainty in them.

People who flush easily when drinking fall into two categories: those who can drink a lot and those who can't hold their liquor after just one drink.

I don't know which category this male protagonist belongs to.

However, as a cannon fodder female supporting character who was killed off early, her inexplicable marriage to the male lead is truly a major black mark on her otherwise illustrious resume.

It seems she's not suited for the cannon fodder role.

She reached out her hand, but the fan had already been thrown to the ground in her panic.

Her soft fingertips pressed firmly against the young man, her brow furrowed slightly as she met his gaze.

The other person stared straight at her without saying a word, their eyes devoid of emotion, appearing even somewhat out of place with their obedient demeanor.

"You..." Her red lips parted slightly, and she could feel the other person's direct gaze, like a venomous snake carrying malice, slowly tracing its way across her eyebrows, the tip of her nose, and down to her red lips...

"Get up first." She avoided his gaze and struggled to push him away.

Her slender wrist was grasped, and a gentle kiss, tinged with the scent of alcohol, came down, first landing on her eyebrows and eyes.

Ni Qing was taken aback. She tried to increase the force, but she was still restrained.

Then the girl's chin was lifted, and the young man, abandoning his gentle and melodious style, kissed her soft red lips with possessiveness and other emotions, like a continuous drizzle suddenly turning into a heavy one.

Her struggles were nothing more than a tickle to a grown man, so he simply lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes concealing his emotions, and slowly tilted his head back to kiss her.

Her snow-white, soft hand climbed up his neck, a slight smile playing on her lips, taking center stage.

Bai Guanqing was momentarily stunned by her sudden change of attitude. He lowered his eyes and looked deeply at the girl, his eyes overflowing with emotion, even the bitterness in his heart turned into sweetness.

He had drunk too much, and his face was getting redder and redder, even the corners of his eyes were flushed.

The handsome young man's tense body gradually relaxed, and he slowly closed his eyes, cherishing this rare kiss.

The instant he closed his eyes, Ni Qing looked up, smiled, and raised her hand, striking at the back of his neck with all her might.

Sleep well, child.

He had been busy all day and deserved a good rest at night. She was such a good wife, so considerate of her husband's health.