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

In recent days, the imperial court has been leaderless, and rumors among the people have intensified. Since ancient times, they have been extremely wary of talk of demons, gods, and ghosts. The fact that the emperor has not attended court for more than half a month has caused widespread panic.

In particular, the frequent droughts, floods, and tornadoes in some areas have made people increasingly suspicious that perhaps a neighboring country sent a witch to them.

In fact, their country experiences natural disasters every year, but this time it just so happened that someone exaggerated and spread unfounded rumors.

The old emperor's health was deteriorating, and he woke up less and less often.

"A few days ago, Princess Jingyao and the Seventh Prince visited His Majesty. Less than an hour after they left, His Majesty's health deteriorated rapidly. She must be a vixen who brings disaster to the country!"

"His Majesty has been absent from court for an extended period, leaving the court leaderless. How can this situation be allowed to continue?"

The ministers chattered amongst themselves, launching a barrage of criticism.

“Ministers, please be careful with your words. The talk of ghosts and gods is inherently superstitious. His Majesty’s safety should be our top priority…” Someone interrupted them, their voice gentle yet firm, drawing everyone’s attention.

"If everyone is suspicious and paranoid, how can this world be protected?" Bai Lan lowered his eyelids, his lips slightly pursed, looking worried.

“If everyone is still worried, why not have the Imperial Advisor observe the celestial phenomena at night… or ask a sorceress to perform a ritual?” he said slowly and deliberately.

Yes, discussing it now won't solve anything. Besides, the old emperor's decree to establish an heir has been delayed for a long time. If he were to suddenly pass away, it would surely cause a bloodbath in the palace.

King Hao's words instantly reassured everyone. They suggested asking the Imperial Advisor to observe the celestial phenomena that night. The Fourth Prince, having been granted the title of King at such a young age, had a promising future and was even considered a potential heir apparent.

They seemed to have found their pillar of support and echoed each other's sentiments.

King Hao remained silent, his face revealing no emotion, but his shrewd eyes held a deep interest and calculation.

Not only was the imperial court in complete chaos, but the streets and alleys were in the same state. The people seemed to have lost their minds, and some even vividly recounted how the princess had bullied others in the side room that day.

This further convinced him that Ni Qing was no good person.

Furthermore, a popular uprising broke out, with many people going to the mansion to demand an explanation and for Princess Jingyao to return to her own country.

They were all talking at once, and Zhuzhu was almost crying from anger at the door.

"Hand over the demoness! Or we'll raze your mansion to the ground!"

The servants blocked the doorway, but they were outnumbered.

"Even if I die, I will kill the princess with me!"

Zhu Zhu laughed angrily: "What nonsense are you spouting! If you want to die, you die first! Stop bringing up the Seventh Princess Consort, do you know what the consequences will be if you block the way here?"

Having grown up surrounded by young ladies, she immediately decided to roll up her sleeves and fight them!

Mu Shui, who appeared out of nowhere, grabbed her arm and said, "Miss, please don't be impulsive!" He then ordered the servants to close the gates tightly and ignore their magical attacks.

Zhuzhu broke free from his hand: "Now that things have come to this, do you expect Miss to suffer the infamy?"

Mu Shui smiled slightly: "The bigger the commotion, the more beneficial it will be for our master. Do not respond to these people these next few days; they are merely being misled."

Zhu Zhu's lips moved slightly, and seeing his posture, she slowly relaxed: "I hope so."

Another day passed, and the results came from the Imperial Preceptor's residence: A woman from a neighboring country was born promiscuous, and her fate clashed with that of the Dragon, which was extremely unfavorable. She should be executed.

Ni Qing almost laughed when she heard this: "What kind of bullshit national advisor? I think he's just that charlatan Taoist priest."

If you still don't realize you've been set up, then you're truly a fool.

The moment the imperial advisor announced the divination results, it caused a huge uproar, and people even came to invite Bai Guanqing to the palace.

The young man was languid, his lowered eyelashes trembling slightly. He gave a light sneer, indicating that the visitor was hostile, but he was even more hostile.

"I'll trouble you to make the trip, Father-in-law. I'll be there in a moment."

The Grand Preceptor's words were like divine will; they were so convincing that even the ministers and common people believed them. The ministers who were initially wavering instantly switched sides, proving that it was indeed true.

This imperial advisor held a high position and wielded great power, and he accurately predicted many disasters and unusual phenomena.

Bai Guanqing pondered for a moment, then turned and gently looked at Ni Qing.

The girl asked, puzzled, "What? Is there something on my face?"

The young man lazily curled his lips: "I'm going to the palace. You stay home and don't go out unnecessarily. Things are not peaceful right now. At most, it will be three days..."

He paused, then his voice trailed off into a soft murmur.

What do you mean, at most three days?

Ni Qing looked up and saw that the person who had been a meter away was now right in front of her. Meeting a pair of unfathomable, cold eyes filled with inscrutable emotions, Ni Qing felt a sudden tightness in her chest and instinctively became wary: "You…"

She raised her hand to try and push him away, but the words she was about to say were abruptly cut off, stuck in her throat. The young man's gaze was deep, his usually cold and aggressive eyes fixed on her.

He hadn't originally planned to do anything, but her subconscious rejection inexplicably annoyed him, and a dull, aching pain shot through his heart.

With his cold, slender fingers grasping the girl's delicate wrist, and his other hand on her waist, he easily lifted her up and placed her on the table in the main seat.

"Wait!" Ni Qing only had time to exclaim in surprise. The young man, who had been relatively gentle and calm, vanished instantly upon seeing her resistance. He released his hand from her waist and naturally placed it on the back of her neck, pressing her against himself.

Then the distance instantly shortens.

The sudden kiss was filled with possessiveness, rough and fierce like a wolf. Their foreheads touched, the young man held her nape with one hand and her waist with the other, their bodies pressed tightly together.

Both of them were breathing rapidly and unsteadily. Ni Qing's mind went blank for a moment, and the hand that was pressing against Bai Guanqing's chest had already lost its strength.

He lowered his eyelashes, concealing the endless sorrow and the sharp, needle-like pain in his heart.

Ni Qing felt uncomfortable sitting on the mahogany table and instinctively moved back a little. Then, she noticed that he paused for a moment.

Fresh air rushed into her nostrils, and the other person released her from their hold.

In that brief second, she saw the undisguised emotions in his eyes.

"What's going on? I'm the one who was forcibly kissed, what are you complaining about?" Ni Qing looked at Bai Guanqing with amusement.

He looked up and realized that the girl didn't seem particularly angry.

Just when Ni Qing thought he was going to be punished by standing like this forever, he finally spoke: "I'm sorry you've been wronged these past few days. In three days at most, you won't hear any rumors."

Ni Qing was taken aback, then said, "Yes."

She didn't feel wronged, after all, compared to the vicious words she had said before, this was as light as a feather, but seeing how serious he was, she inexplicably wanted to go along with his answer.

Mu Shui also felt that the time was almost ripe, and stepped forward gracefully: "Master, the people in the palace are urging us, and the carriage is ready."