Quick Transmigration: I'm the Villain's Assistant to the Protagonist

The street performers' acts were dazzling. Acrobats tossed colorful balls around their hands, shouting, "Come and see! A spectacular acrobatic performance!" The balls danced and spun in the air, yet never fell, drawing cheers from the crowd. The violinist's music was plaintive and sorrowful, the melodious notes weaving an invisible tapestry in the air. He closed his eyes, humming a tune, as if recounting an ancient legend.

A cacophony of sounds filled the air: vendors' cries, the clamor of the crowd, and the rumble of wheels on the cobblestones, all blending together to create a unique symphony. "Fresh fruit! Big and sweet!" a fruit vendor called out loudly, her stall overflowing with brightly colored apples and oranges.

"Come buy flowers! Beautiful flowers for your loved one!" The flower girl's voice was clear and melodious, and the flowers in her basket were vibrant and beautiful. A newspaper boy shouted in a shrill voice, "Newspapers! Newspapers! Tensions are high at the border, and a celebration is about to begin in town!"

Before the castle, the setting sun cast a golden veil over the earth. Adrian stood there tall and straight, his aloof demeanor like the evening breeze—easily noticeable yet elusive. His gaze swept over Elena, Eric, and Calvin, his eyes revealing a coldness, but mostly a gentle warmth.

"You've all worked hard these past few days, go back and get some rest." His voice was like a mountain spring, cold yet clear, flowing slowly through the air.

Elena gave a slight bow, her magnificent magic robe swaying gently in the breeze, colorful light flickering on it like a mysterious flower blooming in the twilight, exuding captivating charm. A sweet smile graced her face, like the warm spring sun, as she softly said, "Your Highness, please take care as well."

As she finished speaking, she gracefully raised her arm, tracing a beautiful arc in the air, performing a perfect courtly curtsy. Then, she winked playfully at Shen Ying, a spark of intelligence in her eyes, as if conveying some unspoken understanding. Next, she turned and left, each step incredibly light, as if dancing a unique dance of her own, her skirt billowing as she gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Eric stepped forward, kneeling on one knee. His powerful right fist was placed on his left chest, and his armor gleamed in the sunlight, reflecting his unwavering loyalty to the prince. "Your Highness, I take my leave." After rising, he turned nimbly and strode towards his residence, his resolute back exuding reliability.

Calvin bowed respectfully, his hands clasped in front of him, his eyes wise and profound: "Your Highness, I look forward to discussing important matters with you again. Farewell." After bowing, he left unhurriedly, each step carrying the composure unique to a strategist.

Adrian looked in the direction they had left, nodded slightly, and then led Leon and Shen Ying toward the castle. The heavy castle gates slowly opened in front of them.

"Miss, please feel free to tell me if you need anything. I will take care of your daily life from now on," a blonde woman dressed as a maid said respectfully in the room.

"Who are you?" Shen Ying looked at her in confusion.

The blonde maid curtsied slightly. "Miss, I am Mia, and I have been serving in this palace for many years. You don't need to worry, I will take good care of your life."

Shen Ying smiled somewhat awkwardly and said, "Ah, no need to go to so much trouble. I don't have any special needs, so you don't need to be too nervous."

Mia quickly shook her head. "Miss, it's what I should do. You are someone His Highness the Prince values, and it's my mission to take good care of you."

Shen Ying waved her hand helplessly, "Okay, then you can prepare a clean and comfortable set of clothes for me first. I'm all dirty from the journey."

“Yes, Miss. I’ll go prepare right away,” Mia replied with a smile, her eyes showing a hint of friendliness.

After Mia left, Shen Ying began to look around the room. The room was even more magnificent than she had imagined. Exquisite tapestries hung on the walls, embroidered with intricate patterns and vibrant colors, as if telling ancient stories. The huge, carved bed looked soft and comfortable, with pale purple curtains that hung down like wisps of smoke.

A delicate dressing table stood by the window, its mirror so bright it reflected her image clearly. On the table were several small bottles and jars, presumably various perfumes or skincare products. In the corner stood a tall wardrobe, exuding a faint woody scent; one wondered what kind of luxurious clothing it held.

The floor was covered with a thick carpet, making each step feel like walking on clouds. Several pots of blooming flowers were also placed in the room, their fragrant aroma filling the air and making one feel relaxed and happy.

Mia knocked gently on the door, and after receiving a response from Shen Ying, she entered the room and bowed slightly: "Miss, the hot water is ready, please follow me." Shen Ying followed Mia through a short corridor to the bathroom.

The bathroom was steamy, and a huge bathtub came into view, its edges carved with exquisite patterns, from which wisps of steam seemed to rise. The tub was filled with rose petals, their rich fragrance permeating the entire space with the steam.

Mia walked forward naturally as usual, picked up the neatly folded bathrobe and towel placed aside, and gently put them on the rack. Then, she squatted down and slowly dipped her slender arms into the bathtub, carefully feeling the water temperature. After a moment, she stood up with a smile and said to Shen Ying, "Miss, the water temperature is just right. Let me serve you your bath."

Shen Ying quickly waved her hand, her cheeks slightly flushed: "No need, no need, I can do it myself. I'm not used to having someone serve me." Mia was a little embarrassed and wanted to persuade her again, but Shen Ying quickly said: "I'm really fine. You can go out first. I'll call you if I need anything."

Mia hesitated for a moment, but seeing Shen Ying's determined gaze, she slightly curtsied and said, "Alright then, Miss, if you need anything, please be sure to call me." After saying that, she retreated to the bathroom door, standing there with her posture upright, waiting quietly and patiently, with a hint of worry in her eyes, afraid that Shen Ying might change her mind at any moment.

Shen Ying watched Mia leave before letting out a sigh of relief. She slowly removed her clothes and entered the bath. The warm water enveloped her body, and rose petals gently brushed against her skin. She comfortably closed her eyes, fully enjoying this relaxing moment, and her fatigue gradually dissipated.

After taking a bath, Shen Ying entered the room wearing a loose and comfortable bathrobe. Warm candlelight illuminated the room, making the tapestries on the walls seem to come alive in the play of light and shadow. She walked to the bedside; the soft mattress exuded a faint lavender scent.

She gently pulled back the covers and lay down. The bed sculpted perfectly around her body, like a gentle embrace. Shen Ying couldn't help but sigh, "So comfortable!"

She gently pulled back the covers and lay down. The bed sculpted perfectly around her body, like a gentle embrace. Shen Ying couldn't help but sigh, "So comfortable!"

Shen Ying stared at the bed curtains, her thoughts drifting. One moment she was thinking about her work, the next about the monsters she encountered upon arriving here, then Adrian's face, and then the scenes of them camping in the wild, fighting monsters along the way, and finally, the bustling streets of the capital. As she thought, drowsiness slowly overwhelmed her like a tide. Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, her consciousness gradually blurred, and she fell asleep without realizing it.