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

Bai Guanqing's focused expression and every word he spoke echoed in Ni Qing's mind all night long, like a scene being played on repeat.

She tossed and turned, unable to sleep. As the first light of dawn appeared on the horizon, the orange sunrise, like a beautiful young woman revealing half of her face, shone through the clouds.

That's good, she doesn't have to get up early at all, because she didn't sleep at all.

Ni Qing remained expressionless, her face blank. She wasn't someone who could be easily influenced by a few words from others; it must have been because she had taken too long a nap during the day.

Zhu Zhu rarely saw her mistress wake up so early. Upon learning that she was going to the palace, she hurriedly helped her mistress with her hair and makeup.

Bai Guanqing was even earlier; he had already prepared a carriage and was waiting.

The curtain was lifted, and he leaned against the bedside, propping his head up with one hand, a fan in his hand. He glanced at the room unintentionally and said, "It seems that getting up early is still too difficult for my beloved consort."

Ni Qing was taken aback by the term "beloved concubine," nearly tripping over her skirt and giving him a nasty bow. He probably noticed her prominent dark circles under her eyes, which prompted his rudeness.

She looked up and said fiercely, "Shut up!"

She was domineering and her vicious persona allowed her to disregard her words and actions completely. Even the servants outside the carriage who heard her would simply lower their heads and pretend not to hear.

The princess is not as gentle and charming as she appears, and the seventh prince is not as cold and unapproachable as he seems.

He was henpecked and had no dignity whatsoever. Otherwise, how could he be bossed around by a mere princess sent for a political marriage?

The girl sat down by another window. The sunlight was dazzling and a bit hot. She lowered the curtain she had tied up, her mind still foggy from not sleeping all night.

The carriage was bumpy and quiet, and she fell asleep without realizing it.

The carriage walls were too hard, and my neck was aching slightly. I had to change positions every now and then, and my brows and eyes were slightly tense the whole way, so I seemed to be sleeping very uncomfortably.

In her hazy state, she seemed to be slowly moved to a different spot, and then she leaned against something soft. A faint, cool fragrance, like a soothing lullaby, instantly put her into a deep sleep.

Once the carriage had come to a complete stop, she seemed to sense something and slowly woke up.

The girl's face was small and delicate, nestled quietly against the young man's neck, her breath warm against his nostrils, her hands tightly embracing his strong, slender waist.

The young man was tall and imposing, making her appear exceptionally petite. He wrapped his long arms around Ni Qing, his expression unchanged, his face as beautiful as an ink painting, and he slowly fanned her with his other hand.

Ni Qing: "..."

A thought inexplicably popped into her mind: "Life is peaceful and beautiful; if you meet a man like this, marry him."

She blinked, then belatedly realized something was wrong—why were there subtitles? Her face immediately fell: "System, what are you typing in my mind? Are you possessed?"

I almost thought I was being love-struck.

The system is frozen.

Ni Qing continued to criticize, adding accusations: "Was it you who did this last night? You kept me up all night."

The system couldn't stand this injustice; it wouldn't admit to something it hadn't done: "I didn't! You're the one who made that up."

Bai Guanqing was a little scared to see her lying there with her eyes open, not moving for a long time: "Still not awake?" he said slowly. Perhaps because she was so close to him, she could feel the vibrations reaching her ears through her clothes.

She was getting numb, so she stood up expressionlessly and got off the carriage, with the young man following closely behind.

The imperial city is far away and the road is long.

She and Bai Guanqing walked side by side. The young man was so handsome and the young woman was so exquisite and charming. They looked like a pair of celestial lovers. Everywhere they went, they were a beautiful sight, attracting the attention of the palace servants who frequently turned their heads.

It seems that Bai Guanqing gave the old emperor advance notice, so they had no trouble getting through. Even the eunuch Wu, who usually served them, was not there. The two of them entered the palace at a leisurely pace.

The old emperor no longer possessed the vigorous spirit he once had. Now, dressed in a bright yellow undergarment, he lay weakly on the couch, his lips pale and bloodless, his eyes cloudy, and his cheeks noticeably thinner.

"My son, I pay my respects to my father."

"My son, I pay my respects to my father."

The two bowed in unison.

An aged voice came from behind the screen: "Get up."

Bai Guanqing glanced around and said, "Why isn't Eunuch Wu here? There isn't a single servant attending to him."

"Eunuch Wu..." The old emperor murmured, but was stopped by the itch in his throat and coughed frequently. "Eunuch Wu has gone to prepare the medicinal food."

“That Eunuch Wu is truly meticulous,” Ni Qing said with a smile. “These kinds of things are usually prepared by the imperial physician and sent over by someone. Eunuch Wu really does it all himself.”

"My health is getting weaker and weaker. I'm sure the court is already buzzing with discussion. These ministers all hope that I will pass away soon."

He looked at the roof beams and started coughing again.

The old emperor's weakness did not seem fake.

Ni Qing secretly looked around but found nothing suspicious. Could it be that she really was unwell? This was too much of a coincidence.

Bai Guanqing lowered his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.

Just when they were at their wits' end, Eunuch Wu pushed open the door and walked in carrying the medicine. He hesitated for a moment when he saw two more people in the hall for no apparent reason.

"This old servant was unaware that the Seventh Prince and the Imperial Concubine were here. I am unable to perform the proper greetings while carrying the medicinal meal. Please forgive me."

He kept his head down, his tone no different from usual.

As he spoke, he carried the medicine behind the screen and said, "Your Majesty? It's time to take your medicine."

"Your Majesty, I will not disturb your rest any longer. I will visit you another day," Bai Guanqing said.

The person inside responded softly.

Then he and Ni Qing stood up and walked out.

As soon as the two left, Eunuch Wu breathed a sigh of relief. He watched as the old emperor silently finished his medicine before taking the tray and leaving.

"What did you find?" Ni Qing asked without looking at him, in a voice only the two of them could hear.

The young man said in a calm tone: "When Eunuch Wu came in, there was a hint of guilt and evasion in his eyes. Although we don't know the specific reason, we still need to investigate."

As expected of the male lead, his observation skills are amazing, and his eyesight is also superior. She was standing far away and had no time to observe Eunuch Wu.

"We must not alert them yet. I will send people to thoroughly investigate the medicinal diet, including Eunuch Wu. You need not go to any brothels these days."

"Stay put in the mansion. If you get bored, have the servants bring over an opera troupe; otherwise, there might be danger."

He spoke calmly.

Ni Qing didn't refute it, after all, she couldn't be of much help, so she might as well save her energy.

However, once a spark is ignited somewhere, it can spread into a deadly inferno with just a gentle breeze.

The folk alley version has been upgraded. The Seventh Imperial Concubine came to the palace, and the Emperor's condition worsened. He could still speak normally before, but now he falls into a coma from time to time and is not in his right mind.

If trending topics existed in ancient times.

Ni Qing, the enchantress, these four words are bound to be trending.

Mu Shui has been busy lately, not only keeping an eye on people for the imperial concubine, but also doing things ordered by his master. He is simply overwhelmed.

Ni Qing felt a little sorry for the working class and just hoped that Mu Shui would get a promotion and a raise after this storm passed.