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

The window paper that had been glued on was blown open by the wind, and a cool breeze swept through the room.

Xiao Yanchen huddled under the covers, his jaw chattering and his face burning red.

The old imperial physician was summoned in haste. He touched Xiao Yanchen's burning forehead and sighed.

"The chill seeps into the bones, and worry makes one ill."

The old imperial physician placed his medicine box aside and began to give him acupuncture.

The Imperial Hospital is usually busy, so he can't always arrive on time. Xiao Yanchen is also injured so frequently; the last injury hasn't even healed before a new one appears.

To put it bluntly, if things continue like this, the Seventh Prince could reunite with the Empress.

While unconscious, Xiao Yanchen's mind was filled with the scene in the Imperial Garden.

He knelt in the snow, crying and clutching his father's yellow robe, trying to tell him how much pain he was in.

But his father just looked at him coldly, his eyes devoid of any warmth: "Disgraceful."

The princes and eunuchs around him laughed wildly, reaching out to forcefully push him into the ice hole. He struggled desperately, but sank deeper and deeper into the water...

The old imperial physician frowned, looking at Xiao Yanchen who was shivering incessantly, and sighed deeply.

Xiao Yanchen kept muttering something indistinctly, his voice trembling with sobs, tears constantly seeping into the corners of his eyes.

"Seventh Prince, what did you say?" The old imperial physician leaned closer.

He listened for a while but still didn't understand. He asked in confusion, "What porridge? Seventh Prince, do you want to drink millet porridge?"

Xiao Yanchen uttered a weak murmur, his voice full of grievance: "west...Xi Xi..."

The old imperial physician squinted, his mouth slightly open, trying hard to listen: "Wash what? What hasn't been washed yet?"

He shouted, "Seventh Prince, what do you want to wash?"

Seventeen, who was perched on the roof beam, finally couldn't hold back any longer and poked his head out: "The Seventh Prince is talking about Little Xizi."

"Little Xizi! Oh, so you're talking about Little Xizi." The old imperial physician slapped his forehead; he had thought it was something else entirely.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and tidied his medicine box: "So Your Highness wants to find Xiao Xizi, then this old man will go and ask her for you."

Several red lanterns were hung in the courtyard, which dispelled some of the gloomy atmosphere.

Grandpa Liu sat in a rocking chair, half-closing his eyes, and took out two red ropes from his pocket.

"These have been blessed. Wear one on your wrist and one on your ankle." Eunuch Liu yawned widely, his face showing signs of weariness. "With your temperament, if no one was protecting you, you would have been plotted against and killed by now."

Ji Chaoxi, who was sitting at the table eating pastries, took the red rope and said in a clear voice, "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Godfather! Thank you, Chief Eunuch of the Censorate! Thank you, Your Excellency! Thank you, Eunuch Liu!"

Eunuch Liu glanced at her, looked at the crumbs on her lips, and sighed.

Headache.

Raising kids is really a hassle.

Ji Chaoxi was overjoyed to receive the gift, and with all her energy, she picked up a broken hammer and started repairing the courtyard.

Eunuch Liu huddled in the blanket, with red charcoal burning beside him, his eyes closed, looking utterly content.

Ji Chaoxi, standing at the doorway, frowned as she looked at the drafty brickwork. Inside, they began patching the gaps, hammering away.

The wall next door was crooked, so she huffed and puffed as she carried a large rock to try and prop it up.

"boom--"

Finally, noticing something amiss with one of the roof beams, he climbed up with a wedge and hammered it until the whole house shook.

Ji Chaoxi diligently repaired the roof beams. Since Eunuch Liu had been so good to her, she was determined to repay him.

Eunuch Liu, who was resting with his eyes closed: ...

His lips twitched, and he turned around to cover his ears.

He would come here every year. The first year he scolded her severely, and the second year he scolded her severely again.

You get used to it after a while...

Ji Chaoxi, on the roof beam, spotted the old imperial physician loitering suspiciously at the courtyard gate.

She jumped from the roof beam onto the wall and climbed towards the old imperial physician.

The old imperial physician hesitated to knock on the door; the thought of Eunuch Liu's sinister face sent shivers down his spine.

Xiao Xizi is always running around everywhere, it would be great if he could come out now.

The old imperial physician cautiously pressed his lips against the crack in the door, trying to hear what was happening inside.

Ji Chaoxi sat on the ridge of the red wall. She looked at the old imperial physician sneaking around and couldn't help but chuckle.

Just as the old imperial physician made up his mind to step across the threshold, Ji Chaoxi was hanging upside down on the eaves, her face directly in front of the old imperial physician.

"Sir, you were looking for me?"

"Oh my!"

The old imperial physician was holding his breath, preparing to sneak in to find Ji Chaoxi, when he suddenly met Ji Chaoxi's eyes and was startled.

He pointed at Ji Chaoxi, trembling, and couldn't help but curse, "Little Xizi, how dare you! Are you trying to scare this old man to death?"

Ji Chaoxi nimbly climbed down from the wall and bowed to the old imperial physician: "My lord, you scared me to death! If my master saw this, he would definitely scold you."

When Liu Gonggong was mentioned, the old imperial physician fell silent.

He really doesn't want to deal with eunuchs anymore, whether they are old eunuchs or some young eunuch!

The old imperial physician wiped the sweat from his brow and stated directly the purpose of his visit.

"Little Xizi, the Seventh Prince is ill and keeps talking about you. Could you go see him when you have time? He's all alone, and..."

The old imperial physician was about to continue his rambling, but when he looked up, the person standing in front of him had vanished. He looked back and saw that Xiao Xizi was just a shadow.

"Xiao Xizi, slow down!" he shouted, supporting his aching back.

These kids are acting like monkeys every day. Back when he first entered the palace, the eunuchs were all very well-behaved. They're nothing like the kids now.

At this moment, Ruhui Palace was shrouded in darkness, and the cold wind kept blowing into the room, making it as cold as a big ice cellar.

The footsteps stopped at the door, the old wooden door creaked open, and then was carefully closed again.

Xiao Yanchen huddled in the quilt, covered with a thin blanket, his nose red from the cold.

Ji Chaoxi squatted down beside him, looking at Xiao Yanchen's flushed face, and gently poked it.

Xiao Yanchen opened his eyes groggily, and in the dim moonlight, he could make out the figure beside him.

He stared at her blankly, his eyes filled with heartbreak.

"Little...Little Xizi..."

His voice was very hoarse. He didn't sit up, but held tightly to the hand that Ji Chaoxi had poked him with.

He clutched his chest, tears welling up in his eyes. He sobbed, his shoulders shaking, as if the whole world had abandoned him.

"Xiao Xizi, what brings you here?"

He choked up, looking at her with tears in his eyes.

Ji Chaoxi retorted stubbornly, "I came to see if you've washed my clothes properly."

Xiao Yanchen said pitifully, "Little Xizi, I'm all clean now."

He held onto Ji Chaoxi's hand tightly, refusing to let go.