Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

The usually arrogant but incompetent chief eunuchs were now bowing and waiting obediently outside the hall with their hands in their sleeves.

"Eunuch Liu, you've arrived." A young eunuch approached obsequiously.

Eunuch Liu walked past without looking to the side, not even lifting his eyelids.

The other eunuchs looked at Eunuch Liu's retreating figure with a hint of fear in their eyes.

However, after the vermilion palace doors were heavily closed.

"Kneel down."

The voice wasn't loud, but it was full of authority.

Without any hesitation, Eunuch Liu knelt heavily on the floor tiles, making a muffled thud.

"This is how you handled the matter I ordered you to investigate?"

A white jade paperweight, carried by the wind, struck Eunuch Liu squarely on the forehead, causing the surrounding eunuchs to kneel in fright.

The emperor's voice was filled with suppressed anger, and he looked at Eunuch Liu below with eyes full of disappointment.

Liu Gonggong did not dodge; he remained kneeling on the ground, his voice high-pitched and trembling to the extreme.

"This servant is incompetent...This servant has disturbed His Majesty..."

His forehead kept hitting the floor tiles, blood kept flowing, a bright red that was hard to look at. He hit it harder and harder each time, his face full of fear.

The Emperor looked down at him and said in a deep voice.

"I want to see the results within three days."

When the palace doors opened again, the eunuch outside saw the wound on Liu's forehead and immediately lowered his head in fright.

The blood on Eunuch Liu's forehead had congealed, and his eyes were terrifying, looking extremely ferocious.

He couldn't help but sneer, "Let me hear that bastard from the Censorate who didn't confess again."

As darkness fell, the surrounding red walls gradually darkened, and a crow landed on the withered old locust tree in the courtyard, letting out a short cry.

Eunuch Liu sat at the table, lit an oil lamp, and was applying medicine powder in front of the mirror, his face twitching from the pain.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Ji Chaoxi, bringing a chill with her, excitedly rushed in.

"master……"

Her voice trailed off when she saw the wound on Eunuch Liu's forehead.

Her eyes immediately reddened, and she sobbed as she moved closer to Eunuch Liu. Her tears fell onto the back of his hand, and he withdrew his hand as if burned.

"What are you crying about? I'm not dead yet. This is a gift from His Majesty. Stop crying and wailing."

Eunuch Liu's tone was harsh.

He was almost scared to death by this brat.

Ji Chaoxi sniffed and wiped away her tears: "You told me to behave, but did you break the rules too, which is why the Emperor beat you?"

Eunuch Liu continued applying the medicine, scoffing, "This little brat is lecturing me now. Go to sleep."

Ji Chaoxi looked at him expectantly: "Master, let me wipe it for you. It's time for me to show my respect to you."

Eunuch Liu's lips twitched.

If he were to have her do the wiping, he would be in excruciating pain.

Looking at Ji Chaoxi, who was wiping away tears, Eunuch Liu was very troubled. He didn't like children and didn't know how to coax them.

"Don't block the light here."

Ji Chaoxi silently moved to another spot and continued to stare at him with red eyes.

Eunuch Liu: ...

Kids are such a nuisance.

The wind was unusually strong tonight; it rushed in through the window paper, making the curtains a mess, and the door was suddenly blown open.

Xiao Yanchen was startled awake by the heavy sound of the door closing. He carefully closed the door, then curled up in the blankets and began to sob softly.

As if he had suddenly thought of something, he kept groping around the pillow until he finally touched a soft piece of fabric.

This is an old eunuch's robe that Ji Chaoxi brought over yesterday. Because they've been playing with it for so long, he hasn't washed it yet.

Xiao Yanchen hugged the eunuch's robe tightly to his chest. The wind outside hadn't stopped, and he buried his face in the fabric in fear.

"Xiao Xizi..."

He thought about the scene of him wiping the ink off Ji Chaoxi during the day, and gradually, his breathing became steady. He hugged his clothes tightly and fell into a deep sleep.

Inside Jingren Palace.

The underground heating was burning brightly, making the hall very warm, quite different from the outside. The curtains hung on the ground, directly blocking out all the cold air.

The emperor looked at the golden dragon and fine pearl design on the top of the tent, feeling a warm embrace, yet he still felt utterly alone.

The imperial concubine glanced at the emperor groggily, then nestled in his arms like a cat, murmuring sweetly, "Why isn't Your Majesty resting yet..."

The Emperor withdrew his gaze, his fingertips gently caressing the Consort's rounded shoulder. His voice was hoarse, tinged with amusement: "Did you wake my Consort?"

After saying that, he turned to the side, kissed her temple, and whispered in her ear, "Go to sleep."

His movements were very gentle, but his eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool.

The imperial concubine nestled in his arms, a sweet smile on her face.

In her eyes, the man beside her showered her with unparalleled affection, a love that even the former empress could not match. This was the love of an emperor, and she was already hopelessly infatuated with it.

On the morning of Jingren's offering, a group of palace maids knelt outside the screen, while a maid holding a brocade robe trembled beside them.

The Imperial Concubine's temper is getting worse and worse. She's alright when the Emperor is around, but as soon as he leaves, all the palace maids around her are trembling with fear.

The imperial concubine sat on the bed, her face extremely gloomy.

She'll replace all these palace maids sooner or later. They have no sense of propriety at all; no wonder they were left behind by the Empress.

Just then, Xiao He bypassed the palace maids and brought in a bowl of white fungus soup with a smile.

She sat by the couch, handed the white fungus soup to the maid beside her, and naturally massaged the Consort's shoulders.

"Your Majesty, I've been keeping an eye on this white fungus soup, and I even added rock sugar."

Her strength was just right, and her tone was gentle.

"Before His Majesty left, he specifically told us to let you sleep a little longer, because he was worried that you might have a headache."

After going through this whole process, the anger on the Consort's face lessened considerably. She drank the white fungus soup that the maid next to her was feeding her and then spoke.

"The New Year is approaching, so I will naturally host the New Year's banquet in the palace. Xiao He, go and tell those ladies to make sure it doesn't end up in front of the Emperor again."

The imperial concubine's tone was somewhat sarcastic.

"Find a few more old nannies for me. I want to learn, and it will also let those blind fools see whether I am fit to sit in the main seat of the harem."

The atmosphere in the palace gradually became tense.

High-quality agarwood began to be distributed in large quantities, and the scent of medicinal incense could be smelled everywhere at the palace gates, all for the purpose of purifying the palace at the end of the year.

"I see that everyone else in the palace does it this way, Seventh Prince, why don't you burn some too?"

Xiao Yanchen, holding the herbs, nodded at the person in front of him.

With the Lunar New Year fast approaching, the palace eunuchs were getting busier, and he saw her even less often.

As darkness fell, the shadows of the two people at the entrance of the Ruhui Palace stretched long.

Just as Ji Chaoxi was about to leave, Xiao Yanchen hurriedly grabbed her hand, his voice very soft.

"Little Xizi, are you going to spend the New Year with Eunuch Liu?"

Ji Chaoxi sighed: "Master has to stay and watch over the Emperor."

Xiao Yanchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes glistening as he looked at her.

"Xiao Xizi, how about... we go together that day?"

"OK!"

Upon hearing Ji Chaoxi's answer, his eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists, looking at her excitedly.

"Xiao Xizi, you've agreed! If you go back on your word, you're a little dog!"

Ji Chaoxi snorted: "Even if I go back on my word, I'm not a little dog."

Xiao Yanchen's eyes dimmed instantly, and he looked at her with a wronged expression.

"Xiao Xizi..."

"..."

"Xiao Xizi, even if you go back on your word, you're not a little dog. I was just talking nonsense."

"All right."

"Little Xizi, will I still be able to be with you that day...?"

"Can!"

"Uh-huh!"