Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

Chapter 247 The Infamous Young Lady 35

The girl in green raised an eyebrow, puzzled, and asked, "What do you mean? When it comes to acting, who in the world can act better than the Seventh Prince? A mere bodyguard has actually transformed into the Seventh Prince of Yu Kingdom. Are you an undercover agent sent to our country?"

Anyone can't beat Ni Qing when it comes to roasting people, not even the male lead.

Bai Guanqing simply ignored the question: "Mu Shui, save him." He said calmly, and then a dark and agile figure quickly jumped out. In the time it took to lightly touch the water's surface, the Third Prince was pulled out.

"I wonder why the Third Prince accidentally fell into the water just now. Did the Seventh Prince see it?" Ni Qing looked at him and asked with a smile.

Bai Guanqing, without batting an eye, said, "I arrived a bit late. Maybe it was because it was dark and windy, and I twisted my ankle and fell?"

Mu Shui glanced at his master suspiciously.

Bai Mufeng lay on the bank like a toad with its belly up, his eyes glazed over, the smell of alcohol on him largely masked by the silt at the bottom of the pond.

"Who! Who attacked this prince? I'll make sure you suffer the consequences once I catch you!" He even had the strength to intimidate others.

"Look, you're starting to talk nonsense." Bai Guanqing shook his head and said meaningfully, "It's really fate that I met the princess here. I'll take my leave now to avoid others seeing us alone together and damaging your reputation."

Ni Qing: "..." It wasn't that she was speechless because of his sarcastic remarks. Having lived through so many worlds, it was inevitable that the male lead would have a sharp tongue, and she was used to it.

only------

She glanced down at Bai Mufeng thoughtfully. Could this really be considered a situation where a man and a woman were alone together?

Bai Mufeng had drunk too much water and had already passed out.

Seeing that he was about to leave, she couldn't help but call out, "Wait."

Bai Guanqing paused, turning around: "Is there anything else, Princess?"

"Why don't you find someone to take him away and find a royal physician to treat him?" Ni Qing said.

"It's just drowning, not like he's about to die. He's already on shore and still breathing. What's there to worry about?"

He glanced disdainfully at the person on the ground: "Once he wakes up, he'll feel ashamed and leave on his own."

Since he's probably her younger brother, and that's what people say, Ni Qing can't interfere too much. It's not really her business anyway. Who would believe Bai Guanqing that the person fell on their own?

She's not some idiot who's easily fooled.

The two stared at each other in silence for a second before parting ways.

While Zhuzhu was still frantically trying to find help, she saw Ni Qing walk in with steady steps.

"Miss, are you alright?" Zhuzhu looked her over anxiously, worried that she might have lost a piece of skin.

Ni Qing smiled and said, "What could possibly be wrong with me?"

"This seventh prince's personality is really unpredictable. He was offering a toast when he suddenly got up to leave and made us move aside."

"That's true, but if so many people surrounded me at once, I would also walk away with a cold face."

The princesses' hushed conversation reached Ni Qing's ears. She glanced at them thoughtfully.

The banquet is now coming to an end, and everyone should go home.

Such a banquet is to be held for three days. Ni Qing has been eating for two days in a row and is already a little reluctant to continue. It is estimated that the wedding will be announced on the third day.

Ni Qing sat in the main hall of the princess's mansion, idly playing with the tea set.

Zhuzhu walked in from outside, her expression somewhat strange: "Miss, the Seventh Prince's carriage is at the door."

Ni Qing was taken aback: "Why is he at the door?"

Zhu Zhu said, somewhat puzzled, "Who knows? The Seventh Prince should be in the carriage, and the messenger was his guard."

That guard must be Mu Shui.

"What did you say?" Ni Qing asked, looking at Zhu Zhu.

"He said he wanted the princess to return the fan that was lost that day," Zhuzhu said.

Hearing this, the girl lowered her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. This trivial matter? As long as they weren't here to cause trouble, that was fine. After all, she was on their turf now, and a powerful dragon can't beat a local snake.

"Just give him that broken fan, why do you need to tell me?" Ni Qing slowly poured herself a cup of tea, her expression indifferent.

Zhu Zhu belatedly exclaimed "Oh!" and turned to grab the fan. She felt she should tell her mistress, since she would tell her mistress about all sorts of trivial matters.

Only after receiving the fan did she arrive at the gate of the mansion.

“My lord, this is the fan that His Highness the Seventh Prince lost that day. Our Princess’s residence has always kept it safe.” She emphasized that it was kept safe.

It implies that the other party's return was improper.

"Your Highness has such an honor! I'm just passing through, and you won't even offer me a polite invitation to come in and have a cup of tea?"

A clear, slightly upbeat voice came from inside the carriage.

Ni Qing, who was secretly observing, thought, "..." Oh no, this guy is really looking for trouble.

Just as Zhuzhu was in danger, the girl, dressed in her favorite white clothes, came out: "What's wrong with making things difficult for a maid? Your Highness is so leisurely, even asking for a cup of tea before you leave?"

She was ruthless; she practically left her mark on his face.

Zhuzhu: "...Miss, that's not a good way to say it...He's a prince, after all."

No one spoke for a long time inside the carriage.

Just when Ni Qing thought the other party had given up, the curtain was lifted. A young man dressed in a dark, gold-embroidered robe walked out casually.

He gently took the fan from the guard and slowly walked up to Ni Qing.

He curled his lips into a smile, his eyes gleaming coldly. The distance between them drew closer, and he spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Long time no see. This young lady's temper still hasn't subsided?"

The girl raised her head defiantly, the two of them just a hair's breadth away from kissing: "So what?" She smiled slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with calculation.

"If you're so capable, then kill me."

She still has a use. If she is framed as soon as she arrives in Yu Kingdom, it will be difficult to explain to the Ni family and the emperor of her country.

While he was still in a daze, his chin was suddenly lightly tapped by a folding fan: "You dare to dream of such a good thing?"