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

Chapter 133 The Vicious Dancer in a Transmigration Novel 3

Led by well-trained soldiers of the Qin-Yue Dynasty, they soon arrived at a mansion near the palace. It was a new mansion, solemn and grand, but there were hardly any people inside.

There were only a few maids and servants.

"Please rest here for a few days and return to the palace another day. If there is nothing else, we will take our leave." Zhong Linjian loosened the reins, lifted the woman off the horse, and then mounted his own horse.

The foreign entourage members exchanged a few polite words with utmost respect.

The other dancers also leisurely disembarked from the carriage. Each of them had a beautiful figure and a lovely face, and they were dressed in the same style as Ni Qing.

“Sister Ni Qing, the Central Plains isn’t as powerful as His Majesty imagines. Look at that majestic general; he’s completely infatuated with you.”

The dancers laughed like silver bells.

"You've almost won over the most difficult man to conquer, sister. The old emperor's head is just around the corner."

Ni Qing smiled and said, "Shut up, you brainless idiot. You've only just arrived on their turf and you're already spouting nonsense. What if they haven't gone far and you'll see who ends up with their head on the ground first?"

The men's expressions immediately turned sour, but they didn't say anything, since she was the king's chosen one.

In just a few days, a wave of gossip swept through the people, with everyone saying how incredibly beautiful the woman from the Western Regions was, and that General Zhong had even become a groom himself.

This shows how much His Majesty values ​​these beauties.

These words somehow reached the old emperor's ears. He was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and sat on the dragon throne, deep in thought.

The ministers below looked at each other, undecided. Zhong Linjian stood at the head of the table, remaining calm and composed.

After a long pause, someone bowed and asked, "Is Your Majesty troubled by the women sent from foreign lands?"

The old emperor raised his eyes: "Indeed, shouldn't we summon them to pay their respects?" Everyone immediately understood; he had been overcome by lust.

Zhong Linjian raised his eyebrows, the young general looking somewhat spirited: "I think this matter needs to be handled with caution. The background of the person who came has not yet been investigated. In my opinion, this matter is by no means simple."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sneer came from the other side. The man was dressed in official robes and had a face with almond-shaped eyes. He said, "I think General Zhong is a bit too suspicious."

This person is none other than Bai Zhiwei, the villain in the book. He is of average appearance and always seems to be considerate of others: "The foreign country and our dynasty have been at war for nearly several hundred years. Regardless of whether they are sincere in coming here, General Zhong has already begun to plan ahead."

"Besides, even if they have other ideas, they can't do what they want on our turf. When did the general become afraid of a few women?"

His words appeared to be sarcastic, but were actually a veiled criticism.

Zhong Linjian glanced at him and said calmly, "I only advised Your Majesty to reconsider. Why is Prime Minister Bai so radical?"

The implication was that I was just saying it casually, so don't get worked up and give myself away.

The other party's face turned ashen, and he fell silent.

However, the emperor, who was somewhat impatient at the moment, was not listening to Zhong Linjian's words at all. He waved his hand irritably and said, "I also think that General Zhong is overthinking things. How could my mighty Qin Yue Dynasty be turned upside down by a few women who have no strength to even kill a chicken?"

The words themselves convey an eagerness.

Zhong Linjian lowered his eyes, somewhat indifferent.

The ministers who sided with Bai Zhiwei also echoed his sentiments and flattered him according to his wishes.

After several rounds of flattery, the emperor was completely captivated and immediately declared, "By my decree, tonight several jars of fine wine and delicacies will be prepared in the backyard, and people from foreign countries will be invited to come and pay their respects."

"Yes!" the ministers replied in unison.

Next came the end of the court session. As he was leaving, Bai Zhiwei glanced at him and said cryptically, "General, you seem rather anxious today. When did you become so concerned about His Majesty?"

But the other party gave a flawless answer, casually replying, "Your Majesty's safety has always been my only concern."

Seeing that he couldn't get any information out of him, Bai Zhiwei exchanged a few pleasantries and left.

As night fell, the banquet began.

All the nobles and imperial concubines, as well as the three thousand beauties of the harem, attended the event. Even princesses and princes came.

Everyone was dressed in fine clothes, their faces beaming with relaxed expressions, and the aroma of wine wafted for meters, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

Ni Qing didn't wear a veil this time. She specially changed into a red outfit, only changing her flared pants into a skirt. Her long, white legs were faintly visible as she walked, arousing people's imagination.

She and several other envoys and dancers arrived at the palace gate.

"Hey? Isn't that the general from a few days ago?" Suddenly, a dancer pointed curiously at the doorway.

Ni Qing looked up and saw that Zhong Linjian had already taken off his armor and was wearing a black robe with exquisite patterns embroidered on the hem, which were lifelike.

He was followed by about eight men.

The other person leaned lazily against the palace gate, with a jar of white wine beside him. When they saw them coming, he only glanced at them casually before looking away.

Unable to fathom his intentions, Ni Qing led the group in a slight bow and prepared to leave.

I had only taken a few steps when a slightly cold voice came from behind me: "Stop."

Her eyes flickered for a moment, then she slowly turned around, her face painted with greasepaint, giving her an eerily unsettling appearance: "General, is there anything else?"

The bells on her body jingled in the wind.

Zhong Linjian stood up casually and said, "I have come by order of His Majesty to check whether anyone is carrying weapons."

Commonly known as a physical examination.

The girl smiled, looking exceptionally gentle: "General, look how scantily we're dressed, do you think there's anywhere we could hide weapons?"

The other dancers behind him also started throwing accusations around: "General, you've really gone too far. If you're going to make up a reason, at least come up with a better one. This is just hurting the harmony between our two countries!"

"That's right! Everyone knows that the five of us sisters were all the emperor's women."

Their coquettish charm comes so easily to their lips that no one can resist their allure.

Ni Qing's smile faded for a moment, and sure enough, the other party frowned, his mood suddenly souring: "When have our two countries ever been at peace? Don't try to apply your foreign ways to me."

The young woman arched her eyebrows slightly. "General, please don't be angry. My sisters aren't very good at sweet talk, and it's only right and proper for them to examine our bodies." She first apologized, then feigned difficulty. "However, we are all women. Has His Majesty sent any female officials?"

Zhong Linjian's expression seemed to have softened somewhat, but it wasn't much better: "My court has no female officials."

Ni Qing tilted her head: "Will the general personally examine her? How will he do it?"

For some reason, Zhong Linjian always felt that this sentence was strange, as if it had some ambiguity: "Naturally".

As for how to verify it...

This is a problem that has been around for a century.

Ni Qing took the first step forward, opening her arms wide: "General, come on."

The girl's arms were slender but not too thin, long and white like a swan about to take flight, and she looked at the expressionless general with a smile.