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

Two days later, the fourth prince mistakenly brought pollen that attracts bees into the horse farm. While practicing horsemanship, he was startled by the sudden appearance of bees, fell into the herd of horses, and had his leg trampled, nearly losing his life.

The calligraphy copybook had been proofread and checked by the tutor several times before being shown to the emperor.

"Which of my princes proofread this? Not bad." A smile finally appeared on the Emperor's face.

The teacher cautiously replied, "It is the Seventh Prince and Xiao Xizi."

He observed the Emperor's expression: "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince studies very diligently. This old minister is thinking of having the Seventh Prince train a bit more."

The Emperor's smile faded: "I've rarely heard the tutor mention the seventh prince."

The tutor wiped the sweat from his brow: "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince has indeed made great progress recently after laying a solid foundation."

The Emperor responded softly, but said nothing more.

The old locust tree in Ruhui Palace was particularly large, directly shattering the sunlight. The cicadas chirped incessantly in the tree, and a gentle breeze blew by, carrying a refreshing fragrance.

Ji Chaoxi was dressed in a lotus-colored training uniform, her hair tied up with only a bamboo hairpin, and her wooden sword pointed directly at Xiao Yanchen opposite her.

Xiao Yanchen practiced with her, his face full of smiles, but he didn't see the sword moves at all; his eyes were only on her, and he stayed by her side the whole time.

A warm breeze kept blowing. Ji Chaoxi practiced for a while and then got sleepy, so she lay down on a hammock not far away.

Seventeen had long since fallen asleep on the branches of the old locust tree, clutching his sword; he was now completely oblivious to the other two.

Xiao Yanchen ran to Ji Chaoxi, squatted down and watched her for a while. After she fell asleep, he poked her face before continuing to practice his sword.

He practiced very diligently, his figure moving quickly in the shadows, yet he skillfully controlled his strength when the wind approached the hammock.

The shadow cast by the setting sun on the boy grew longer and longer. The bark of the old locust tree was rougher than it had been a few years ago, and the leaves were more lush. The hammock in the tree was replaced with a sturdier one, and the cicadas chirped louder than before.

Xiao Yanchen sheathed his sword and carefully lifted Ji Chaoxi from the hammock. He stood firmly on the ground and carried her into the house, holding her more steadily than he had a few years ago.

Seventeen lay on the tree, yawning as he looked at the reddening sky. He had grown some beard on his chin and looked much more weathered.

"I've been hugging you for so many years and I still haven't had enough."

Seventeen muttered and rolled over.

The room was filled with ice basins. Ji Chaoxi felt the coolness of the ice basin and couldn't help but rub against it. Her consciousness was still trapped in the dream.

She vaguely felt a weight on her body, and a head buried itself in her arms, gently rubbing against her neck.

She instinctively touched his head, but just as she tried to pull her hand away, he grabbed it.

Xiao Yanchen nestled deep in Ji Chaoxi's arms, inhaling her scent, and his hand unconsciously wrapped around her waist, pulling her directly into his embrace.

"Xixi..." Xiao Yanchen's voice was full of grievance.

He buried himself in Ji Chaoxi's arms, his lips brushing against her neck unintentionally. But when he raised his head, there was no trace of grievance in his eyes, only a dark and gloomy look.

Ji Chaoxi rubbed her eyes, finally becoming more awake.

"I don't want to eat dinner, I'm so sleepy." Ji Chaoxi rested her head in Xiao Yanchen's arms.

Xiao Yanchen's heart softened immediately, and he whispered, "Then tell me when Xixi is hungry."

He couldn't resist gently biting her earlobe. Ji Chaoxi opened her eyes and looked at him angrily.

Xiao Yanchen looked a little aggrieved: "Xixi, you've been ignoring me lately. You know, you're my only friend, and you're the only one I play with."

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Ji Chaoxi softened a little, but still accused him, "But you always bite me, I've never bitten you."

She's so good to him!

Xiao Yanchen coaxed softly, "Xixi, don't be angry. I won't bite you next time, okay?"

But I'll still bite this time.

He tentatively kissed her ear, then gently bit it.

Ji Chaoxi wasn't used to Xiao Yanchen's contact from the beginning; over the past few years, Xiao Yanchen had been constantly testing Ji Chaoxi's boundaries.

He knew from a young age how possessive he was of her, and as he grew older, this desire not only did not weaken, but instead intensified explosively.

He wanted to be glued to her every moment, if she didn't mind.

Xiao Yanchen handled everything for Ji Chaoxi. Although there were palace maids, he wouldn't let anyone touch her things.

He was the only one who could wash all her clothes.

There are many versions of the relationship between the two within the palace, but whenever it is mentioned, the tone always becomes off.

However, Xiao Yanchen's presence in the Emperor's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and others in the palace only dared to talk about it in private.

Xiaoqin looked at the tightly closed palace doors and exchanged a glance with the person next to her.

"Xiao Xizi looks like a woman," Xiao Qin whispered.

The palace maid next to him made a shushing gesture.

When she first entered Ruhui Palace, she was startled by the intimate behavior of the two, but the Seventh Prince showed no intention of avoiding them, his servants.

The atmosphere inside the Golden Palace was more somber than usual.

The emperor sat calmly on the dragon throne, holding a secret memorial in his hand.

"Migrants from the southern border are storming the government granaries. The local authorities want the imperial court to release grain, but they are afraid the migrants will cause trouble. What do you say, should we release it or not?"

The second prince stepped forward first. After the imperial concubine was banished to the cold palace, his situation was very difficult, but a large number of officials still stood by his side. However, he did not know whether these officials would turn against him.

"Your Majesty, I believe we should release them and send an imperial envoy to oversee the situation. We should also use Buddhist teachings to educate the people, and the refugees will naturally disperse."

The Emperor responded with a sound of agreement, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, while the Second Prince remained tense.

The Emperor's gaze fell on Xiao Yanchen beside him.

Xiao Yanchen stepped forward: "Your Majesty, I believe that if the court only opens the granaries, it is a sign of weakness. We should strictly control food rations and provide relief through work."

The ministers below, instead of thinking about distributing grain, were observing the emperor's expression and considering which side to take.

Should we side with the Second Prince or the Seventh Prince...?