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

After Ji Chaoxi finished practicing, she immediately went inside to polish the gemstones. She really wanted to polish gemstones for the rest of her life.

While she was polishing the gemstones, Celeste was combing her hair, not because her hair was messy, but because she found it very comfortable.

Since she had servants, she could let him comb her hair as many times as she wanted.

The sky was now completely dark. The obsidian castle reflected the light of lightning, and dark golden patterns crisscrossed the cracks in the walls. From time to time, the sound of dragons roaring could be heard from the castle.

A male dragon was tied up by several other dragons and dragged out of the castle in a sorry state.

"Can I tell Mother that I'm very useful? I'm really very useful." Gonglong cried bitterly, his body trembling uncontrollably.

This is unfair. Just because he is a male dragon, he should be banished?

"Sister! Lorian! Save me..."

Gonglong shouted desperately to Lorian, who was not far away.

He and Lorian were such good friends when they were kids, she should have saved him.

Lorian had some wounds on her face; she had just returned from the battlefield and still carried an aura of murderous intent. She wiped the blood from her mouth and looked at Gonglong with disdain.

Male dragons are more annoying than certain dragons that can't fight.

Gonglong was stunned by Lorian's gaze; he hadn't expected Lorian to become as ruthless as his mother...

The closer Lorian got to the palace gate, the louder his heartbeat became.

The palace doors were pushed open, and a heavy feeling rushed out. It was very quiet all around, with only the hum of the Dragon King's power that could be heard. The Dragon King sat calmly on his throne, and the air around him underwent subtle changes.

"Mother." Lorian's eyes were full of admiration.

She is the child who is most like her mother.

She nervously recounted the results of her battle that day, and when she saw the faint admiration in the Dragon King's eyes, Lorian suddenly became infatuated and spoke up.

"Mother, I think I'm injured. I feel some pain..."

She never said anything like that. Unlike some dragons, she doesn't complain endlessly about even the slightest injury, wanting everyone to know how wronged she is.

Lorian despised Ji Chaoxi's attitude the most, but today she awkwardly imitated Ji Chaoxi's way of acting cute when she was injured. She suddenly felt a little ashamed, and her ears turned bright red.

The Dragon King's gaze lingered on her, and he frowned slightly: "Lorian, I don't want my successor to be so weak."

Lorian's face turned pale. She gripped her sword tightly, lowered her head, and whispered, "Yes, Mother."

The clouds had dispersed, sunlight streamed down the leaves, and pollen filled the air, making the entire forest resemble a giant greenhouse.

Ji Chaoxi became the king of the mountains.

Perhaps because her strength left a deep impression on the creatures of the forest last time, they now frequently seek help from Ji Chaoxi.

Besides practicing swordsmanship, Ji Chaoxi also patrols the forest every day, keeping her extremely busy.

Although she complained every day, Celeste thought she was quite happy, after all, she always ran there.

"How come there are so many fish in this river? How come we never noticed them before?" a man exclaimed excitedly.

"Quickly, scoop them all up!"

Once a large net is cast, all the fish, regardless of age or gender, are caught in it.

"You can catch the old fish, but don't catch the small fish; they haven't grown up yet," a voice drifted from behind.

The two men were startled. They stared silently at the girl with two dragon horns, then screamed and ran away in fright.

Ji Chaoxi quickly emptied the fish from the net. The fish were overjoyed and splashed water all over Ji Chaoxi's face. She calmly wiped the water off her face.

She was really annoyed by them...

There are also loggers who always come secretly to cut down trees. Before, they only cut down big trees, but now they don't even spare small trees. They also uproot the trees and take them to the market to sell.

Every day, the animals living in the trees would come to Ji Chaoxi to complain, and Ji Chaoxi would go and give that person a good scolding every day.

The animals in the forest were very touched and suggested that they stop calling Ji Chaoxi "Miss Evil Dragon" and start calling her "Miss Good Dragon".

Ji Chaoxi refused because the name "Good Dragon Miss" sounded really corny, while "Evil Dragon Miss" gave people a very domineering feeling.

Celeste listened silently to Flynn's words from the other side of the forest.

Flynn spoke softer and softer, while Ers below was still sniffing the food.

"So this must have been approved by the King." Flynn glanced at Celeste.

They initially thought the king had been deceived by the fake prince, but they never imagined that the fake prince was the king's illegitimate son with a maid.

Flynn sighed. The king was really getting senile. Celeste became a prince under the witness of God; how could he just be replaced like that?

Celeste didn't say anything, but simply carried three more boxes of gems back.

He had expected to see an angry Miss Dragon, but to his surprise, she was already asleep from exhaustion.

Celeste placed the three boxes of gems in the corner and picked up the booklet from Ji Chaoxi's hand.

Tomorrow's mission:

1. Go check if anyone has cut down the saplings.

2. See if anyone is catching small fish.

3. Inspect wild boars

4. Gather pine cones for the injured squirrel.

A smile flickered in Celeste's eyes as she helped her put the booklet away and set it aside.

Ji Chaoxi vaguely felt her booklet being taken away, and sensing Celeste's presence, she immediately slammed her head into his hand.

Celeste watched her sleep and skillfully combed her hair. Her silky hair spread out in layers, with a few strands falling onto him.

The fake prince brings no benefit to the common people, and the old king is too old and senile; Celeste must return as soon as possible.

He never doubted his decision to leave.

He lowered his eyes to look at the unsuspecting Miss Dragon, his brows furrowing slightly.

If he leaves, who will take care of her?

She gets angry even when she combs her hair. He made the bed for her. Before, she could only transform into a dragon and hover on the stone slab, but she hasn't slept in that form for a long time now.

He made all her clothes, and there were many women's hats on the wall. Some had two holes in them, which she usually wore when she didn't retract her dragon horns in her human form; others looked like ordinary human hats, which she also wore frequently.

She didn't wear a hat when she was in the dragon form. She said that if a majestic dragon wore a hat, it would look silly.

Celeste didn't know who would have the patience to take care of her.

But he couldn't just stand by and watch the country perish...