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

Chapter 138 The Vicious Dancer in a Transmigration Novel 8

The imperial edict quickly reached Zhong Linjian.

The man, dressed in a fitted robe, sat casually at the head of the table, steam rising from the hot tea beside him. His long eyelashes drooped loosely, his expression enigmatic: "You mean, His Majesty intends to bestow a dancer upon me?"

The old eunuch trembled, looking somewhat guilty in the face of his imposing aura: "Yes, His Majesty, mindful of the general's merits in protecting the country, bestowed them upon you."

Zhong Linjian didn't speak, but just stared at him intently. The old emperor's actions were far too foolish; was Bai Zhiwei really going to resort to such petty tricks?

Although that's what she thought, the image of the woman in red at the banquet that night kept resurfacing in her mind; every move she made was full of charm.

Where no one could see, his fingertips gripped the teacup so tightly they turned white: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."

His intuition told him that this was a trap.

But his mind wouldn't listen to him, resolutely leading him into the pit.

The old eunuch, having completed his task, quickly slipped away.

The servants around him didn't dare to breathe loudly. They could only see the young general casually straighten up. The teacup on the table had been broken in two at some point, and strands of hot tea dripped down the crack.

Although the general was a hero who protected his country, he always had a stern face, and his handsome appearance made him seem even more aloof, making him unattainable to others.

"Someone, prepare a carriage and bring her... bring the woman from the foreign land here." The next moment, his voice rang out lazily, and that slight hesitation seemed to be just an illusion.

The servants quickly responded.

When the carriage arrived at the residence of the foreign ruler, Ni Qing had been waiting for a long time.

She stood in the courtyard, feeling refreshed. This was the smoothest mission she had ever undertaken. As long as she was brought into the mansion, and then "unwilling" to seduce the young general, and after failing, she could seduce Bai Zhiwei, the mission would be almost complete.

The dancers were still reeling from the imperial edict and were almost bursting with rage.

"What's wrong with this damned emperor? Why is he handing us over to Zhong Linjian again? How are we supposed to assassinate him then?"

"Could it be that the old emperor has noticed something? Ni Qing, why do you look so unsurprised?"

Ni Qing was called upon before she slowly turned her head and said, "Let nature take its course."

Everyone fell silent upon seeing General Zhong's servants arrive to fetch them. Ni Qing glanced at the carriage and gestured for the others to follow.

"We are here to welcome you ladies on the orders of the general." The leading guard, with a long sword at his waist, bowed respectfully to Ni Qing.

The young girl nodded slightly and boarded the carriage first, her silver bells ringing crisply.

The two residences were not far apart, and they soon arrived at the General's Mansion.

Zhong Linjian seemed to have something to do and went out. He only glanced at them coldly before preparing to ride away.

The servants asked hesitantly, "General, how should we arrange their lodgings?" This was the first time the general had been in such a hurry; he hadn't even had time to clean the guest rooms before having them brought back.

Zhong Linjian was clearly aware of the problem as well. His hand holding the reins paused slightly, and his dark eyes pondered for a moment.

Ni Qing raised her eyes. In the original story, Zhong Linjian had the dancers stay in the furthest rooms, even separated by a courtyard, leaving them to fend for themselves.

That room also has a nice name, it's called...

"Jingya Pavilion." The man spoke first, his expression detached. "Arrange them all to Jingya Pavilion. Anyone who dares to enter the main hall without permission will be killed without exception."

Ni Qing lowered her eyes and eyebrows, not exchanging a single word with the male lead throughout. Yes, yes, that's exactly it.

It seemed that Zhong Linjian was about to leave. The horse neighed and took two steps forward before being stopped by its master.

"Wait a moment." A detached voice sounded from in front of me.

Ni Qing subconsciously raised her eyes and met his gaze. Zhong Linjian looked into her eyes and said, word by word, "Ni Qing, right? You live in the side hall."

Living in the side hall might allow them to find something to use against her more quickly.

He was lost in thought, ignoring the girl's astonished gaze, and rode away.

Ni Qing: "???"

The other servants looked on knowingly. The side hall was cleaned by the maids, while the Jingya Pavilion needed to be maintained by the servants themselves, including the withered branches and fallen leaves in the courtyard.

Fortunately, apart from that, Zhong Linjian didn't do anything out of line and was often nowhere to be seen, which was pretty much in line with the original plot.

Night falls.

Zhong Linjian returned to the general's mansion, covered in the chill of the dew. After washing up, he began to drift into a daze. Even though someone lived next door, why was everything still the same as usual?

It remained lifeless.

Frustrated thoughts filled his mind. He frowned deeply and finally picked up his sword and went outside. Whenever he encountered troubles, he would practice swordsmanship in the courtyard for two hours.

The bright moonlight shone like a luminous pearl, making every blade of grass and tree in the courtyard clearly visible. He carried his sword, his movements swift and graceful.

Like a dark shadow, it looked strangely familiar to Ni Qing.

The girl stood quietly behind the pillar, and the more she looked, the more familiar it seemed. Zhong Linjian's shadow looked so much like the person who attacked her that night.

"Who?" Suddenly, the man's tone hardened. The next second, the sword in his hand was swiftly flung out, its blade radiating a terrifying chill, aimed straight at her vital point.

Ni Qing feigned panic and dodged away.

This also completely exposed her figure. Under the moonlight, the general, looking dashing, raised an eyebrow: "What is it?"