Quick Transmigration: The Carefree Life of a Background Character

Ziyue returned to Fengge, went up to the third floor, leaned against the chaise lounge by the window, and looked out through the exquisitely carved wooden window. She found that the scenery was indeed very nice, with a gentle breeze, birds singing and flowers blooming, giving her a sense of peace and tranquility.

Ziyue couldn't help but wonder, "Little Jiu'er, when did the female lead transmigrate here?"

"Host, it was the day after the Emperor's birthday."

"Oh, okay, then I'll wait for the female lead to come to me herself." Ziyue smiled meaningfully.

"Host, how can you be sure the female lead will come to you willingly?" 999 asked curiously.

"In the original book, the female protagonist had no choice but to hide her identity, disguise herself as a man, and join the army, starting from scratch as a common soldier. But things are different now."

"The 'me' in the original story died, but the current me is alive! This blazing, thick thigh, an opportunity is right in front of me, this ladder to heaven is right here, and unless she's stupid, she won't refuse. If there's a shortcut, a smart person won't take the long way around."

As long as the female protagonist isn't stupid, as long as she appears before Jingli Kingdom's female general and demonstrates her value, as a female general with military power and great authority, she will definitely know how to make good use of talent, and the female protagonist will be able to grow in the shortest amount of time.

Even if it's just a business deal, she won't lose money, right?

Moreover, besides her, does the female lead have any other better options?

Even so, a subtle, enigmatic smile appeared in Ziyue's eyes.

Even if she did, she would cut off all other paths for the female protagonist, leaving her with only this one choice.

Thinking about that random mission, she was short of people, desperately short of people. This female lead would definitely be a very useful subordinate, and could only be used by her.

The female lead is already working under her. So, the female lead's official partner, who is also the male lead in the original story, should also work for her.

Looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, with a gentle breeze blowing, Ziyue felt a sense of joy in her heart.

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At noon, Ziyue had a very sumptuous lunch. Qinghe had prepared a table full of delicious dishes to celebrate her young mistress's safe return.

Braised lion's head meatballs, steamed pork with rice flour, golden tofu, steamed sea bass, eight-treasure chicken, ginger-flavored cowpeas, crispy spare ribs, snow pear and white fungus soup, snow cream, and jade dew pastry.

Ziyue was extremely satisfied with the delicious food; Qinghe's cooking skills were truly excellent, and she loved it.

Once Qinghe is alright, I'll ask her to prepare more food, whether it's rice or snacks, so I can stock up on it. Such a good cook is a rare find.

After lunch, Ziyue decided to go out for a stroll. She had been staying in the palace for so long since returning, and she hadn't had a proper chance to explore the capital city yet.

Without hesitation, Ziyue called Qingliu and Qinghe, changed her clothes, and went out.

The three arrived at the busiest street in the city. The street was bustling with people, and everyone had a smile on their face. The cries of vendors were coming from all directions.

Steaming hot, freshly baked buns, fresh vegetables, dried fruit, candied fruit, pastries, melon seeds, candied hawthorn skewers, sugar figurines, and everything else you could want...

Ziyue walked in front, looking around, while Qingliu and Qinghe, who followed behind, couldn't help but shake their heads and laugh.

The master is still just like when he was a child, full of curiosity about everything. They haven't seen him so lively in a long time.

Qingliu thought that since the general and the princess were gone, her master had rarely smiled like that.

Seeing my master's lively and curious appearance now, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

Their young mistress has really made her suffer these past few years.

All they could do was to take care of their masters as much as they could in daily life.

The group ate, drank, and played until dusk. Ziyue then took the two to the best restaurant in the capital city for dinner before heading home.

In the evening, after Ziyue finished bathing, the maids all withdrew.

Ziyue, dressed in a white undergarment and covered with a white swallow feather gauze, with her waist-length hair draped over her shoulders, sat by the window drinking and sipping her drink alone.

Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly noticed the guqin on the low table next to her, which she had asked Qinghe to bring up to her during the day.

When the mood struck him, he got up and sat down at the piano, placing his hands on the strings, and a piece called "Ambush from Ten Sides" drifted out from the room.

Thinking about what she planned to do next—to end the constant wars among the nations, unify the countries as soon as possible, and bring peace to the world—she couldn't help but feel a surge of heroic ambition.

The music grew increasingly somber and mournful, more and more tragic, yet the final section was light and uplifting, as if one could already see the scene of their imminent victory.

After the song ended, Ziyue picked up her wine cup, took a small sip, and toyed with the cup in her hand. She said softly, "Since you are here, why not come out and have a chat with me, and share a drink with me?"

In fact, she had sensed that a guest had arrived uninvited as soon as she began playing the zither, but since the visitor had no intention of killing her, she ignored him and focused on playing the zither. Only after finishing the piece did she invite him to join her.

A man in red stepped out from behind the screen beside her. Ziyue recognized him immediately. "It's you."

That was the day she returned to the capital in triumph, and after leading her personal guards into the capital, she saw the handsome man in red under a teahouse on the main street.

Yes, he was a handsome man whom she called a "demon".

When the man saw that Ziyue had discovered his arrival, he was not surprised at all. Instead, he walked out in a generous manner and sat down opposite Ziyue.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of me, dressed in a white brocade gown, her black hair flowing down her back, without any hairpins or makeup, simply and quietly sitting there.

Moonlight streamed through the window lattice, bathing her in a holy glow that made her appear even more noble and mysterious, like the bright moon in the sky, serene and ethereal, with captivating charm.

"You've come uninvited. May I ask what brings you here?"

As Ziyue spoke, she picked up the wine pot beside her, poured a cup of wine into it, and then placed the cup in front of the other person.

The man in red stared intently at Ziyue and said, "For you."

He really came for her. The moment they met in the teahouse that day, their first encounter, he became curious about her.

That evening, during the palace's welcoming banquet, out of boredom and curiosity, he entered the palace and saw her in a red dress, elegant and noble, stunningly beautiful. He fell in love with her at first sight.

Today, upon learning that she had returned to the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, he suddenly felt compelled to come and see her.

Little did he know that she was playing the zither under the bright moonlight. The music was somber and tragic, yet its lingering notes resonated in the air. He was so engrossed in listening that he didn't leave immediately. His feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, and he didn't want to go.

When she invited him out, he couldn't help but come out, and he was quite excited about it.