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

She then tried cream puffs, and the sensation of the cream bursting in her mouth brought her immense joy. Mia, standing beside her, jokingly advised her to eat less, but Shen Ying simply couldn't stop, savoring one different pastry after another, and occasionally sipping a sip of sweet juice.

Before she knew it, she felt her stomach getting increasingly bloated, and realized that she had eaten too much and was already stuffed. She touched her round belly and looked at Mia somewhat embarrassedly, while Mia shook her head helplessly and amusedly.

To aid digestion and relieve boredom, Shen Ying and Mia decided to go for a walk outside.

"Mia, I feel like I can barely walk anymore, I ate too much." Shen Ying said with a pained expression, rubbing her round belly.

"Haha, Miss, I advised you not to eat so much, but the air in this garden will definitely make you feel better." Mia laughed as she helped Shen Ying up.

They walked through the bustling banquet hall and headed towards the palace gardens. As soon as they stepped outside, the fresh air, mingled with the fragrance of flowers, made Shen Ying, who was feeling unwell, feel a little better.

"Wow, this place is so beautiful!" Shen Ying exclaimed. The flowers in the garden swayed gracefully under the moonlight, as if whispering mysterious stories. Along the winding path, colorful flowers bloomed, including delicate roses, elegant lilies, and other unnamed wildflowers, scattered like stars in the grass.

“Yes, Miss. Look at that rose, doesn’t it look like a fire sprite?” Mia said, pointing to a blooming rose.

Shen Ying and Mia walked slowly along the path, the cobblestones under their feet making a soft sound. Occasionally, a night breeze would blow by, bringing a touch of coolness and ruffling their hair and skirts. Shen Ying took a deep breath, savoring the tranquil and beautiful atmosphere, the boredom from the banquet and the discomfort from overeating gradually dissipating.

"Mia, tell me more about the fun things that happened in the palace," Shen Ying tugged at Mia's arm.

“Alright, Miss. Let me tell you a story. Once, a servant was serving tea to the king when he tripped and fell. It was quite a funny sight…” Mia told the story vividly as she walked, making Shen Ying chuckle softly from time to time.

Just then, Shen Ying suddenly started hiccuping, her body trembling slightly with each hiccup. Mia looked at her with some concern and said, "Miss, it must be uncomfortable for you to have hiccups like this. I'll go get you a glass of warm water; maybe it will stop." With that, Mia quickly walked back to get warm water for Shen Ying.

Shen Ying found a place to sit and wait for Mia. She chose a stone bench with exquisite carvings by the garden path, surrounded by several blooming flowers that exuded a delicate fragrance under the moonlight. As soon as she sat down, hiccups started uncontrollably, "hiccups...hiccups..." The sound was particularly abrupt in the quiet garden, each one like a small drumbeat in the silence.

Her body trembled slightly with each hiccup, her shoulders shrugged, and her brow furrowed slightly in embarrassment. She tried to cover her mouth with her hand to quiet it down, but the hiccups continued to escape from time to time.

Suddenly, a tall, slender figure loomed over Shen Ying, who was sitting on the stone bench. Shen Ying subconsciously looked up and saw Prince Adrian's handsome face with a gentle smile. His short white hair was as neat and clean as the first snow of winter, gleaming faintly in the moonlight, each strand showcasing his heroic spirit and nobility.

His deep blue eyes, like a tranquil deep sea or a clear blue sky, shimmered with a captivating light under the moonlight, as if holding endless stars. Dressed in magnificent royal attire, he resembled a god under the moonlight, the exquisite gold thread embroidery and dazzling gemstones on the robes radiating an understated yet luxurious glow.

Adrian held a glass of warm water steadily in his hand, the transparent glass reflecting a soft halo of light under the moonlight. A smile played on his lips as he gracefully sat down next to Shen Ying, making her a little nervous, and she unconsciously sat up straighter.

"Here, have some water. It should help with your hiccups," Adrian said, handing the glass to Shen Ying. His voice was as gentle as the night breeze. "I just ran into Mia. She told me you were having hiccups and it was bothering you. She was going to bring you some water, but I needed her help with something, so I sent her instead. I brought you the water myself." His eyes were filled with concern as he looked quietly at Shen Ying.

Shen Ying was somewhat flattered. She reached out to take the water glass, and her fingers inadvertently touched the prince's hand. In that instant, it felt as if a subtle electric current passed through her fingertips, and a tingling sensation spread throughout her body along her arm, making her heart skip a beat.

She took a sip of water, trying to ease her nervousness and embarrassment.

"Thank you... thank you, Your Highness," Shen Ying said softly, but as soon as she opened her mouth, an uncontrollable urge to burp rose in her throat. "Burp," the sudden sound rang out in the quiet atmosphere, making her face turn even redder. She wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into; it was so embarrassing!

Adrian tilted his head slightly, looking at Shen Ying's embarrassed and shy appearance, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Are you sure you saw the prince walk this way?" Suddenly, a melodious female voice rang out not far away, the sound like a clear mountain spring flowing through the tranquil garden. Shen Ying subconsciously turned her head, too curious to tell who was speaking, her eyes full of inquiry.

But just as she was about to turn her head to see what was going on, she was suddenly enveloped in a warm and strong embrace. In that instant, Shen Ying's mind went blank, and before she could react, a faint, pleasant scent filled her nostrils, like the fragrance of cedar mixed with a hint of mint.

When she looked at Adrian's face, which was so close to hers, in shock, he put his long fingers to his lips, gesturing for her to be quiet. His eyes held a hint of mystery, yet also an undeniable authority. Shen Ying immediately fell silent, remaining frozen in his embrace.

What Shen Ying didn't see was that not far behind the prince, two beautiful figures stood quietly under the dappled shadows of the trees. The moonlight, like water, bathed them, as if draping them in a silver veil. Their gazes were fixed straight ahead, and they happened to see a scene in the moonlight that resembled a painting—the familiar figure, clearly the prince, was gently embracing a lady, the two intimately intertwined, the scene both harmonious and dazzling in the moonlight.

One of the women had cascading blonde hair that shimmered golden in the moonlight. Her lips trembled slightly, and a wave of despair washed over her eyes, which had once been bright but were now dull and lifeless, as if she had lost her most precious treasure. The other woman wore a magnificent pale purple dress, her hands unconsciously gripping the hem of her skirt. Her delicate face was etched with regret, her expression like that of a flower battered by a storm.

After a moment, the two women looked at each other, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding, and then silently and politely turned and left.