Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Die a Natural Death

"You underestimate my sister. She guessed right. Your previous affection for me was all pretense. She saw through you long ago. It was all wishful thinking on my part."

Song Zhiyue revealed a hint of rage: "You keep calling me 'sister' this way and 'sister' that way, are you still breastfeeding? You've been this cowardly in this life and the next."

In his previous life, he had executed the entire Lu family, but due to the chaos in the court and the loss of the border, he lost his throne. In this life, he finally managed to marginalize the Lu family, but Yao Feiran was allowed to control the government and interfere in the affairs of the harem.

"..."

He was not liked by his adoptive mother, and his mother had been distant from him before. If it weren't for his younger sister mediating, how could he have achieved a happy ending? Later, when he became the crown prince, his fourth sister helped him a lot. He was wary of no one but his fourth sister, and now he has long realized that he has no ability to be emperor.

Of course, the main reason was that his fourth sister wanted to beat him up, and he was powerless to fight back.

Seeing Chen Zhaoche remain silent, Song Zhiyue said viciously, "Write a letter for me that the Crown Prince is suspected of treason, depose him, and let Rui'er inherit the throne."

Chen Zhaoche thought to himself, she was still too naive. With the support of his fourth sister and Yao Yan, the Crown Prince's foundation was already solid. Song Zhiyue actually thought that two imperial edicts could turn everything around. No wonder he could take a liking to Song Zhiyue. It turned out that the two of them were fools.

The door was kicked open suddenly, and Yao Yan appeared in front of Chen Zhaoche. He knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, I am late in coming to your rescue. All the rebels outside have been captured."

"Interrogate him properly for me."

Song Zhiyue screamed, "How did you know? You were on guard against me all along, and you deliberately set a trap."

Chen Zhaoche slapped her hard across the face: "The Song family is suspected of treason and is hereby sentenced to death."

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me."

Under the threat of death, Song Zhiyue softened her tone. Chen Zhaoche watched her cry her heart out. He used to feel sorry for her, but now he only felt horrified.

He believed he had never mistreated her. Knowing she was the daughter of a disgraced official, he was still willing to make her a concubine. Unfortunately, human desires are endless. Fourth Sister guessed correctly; it was his own unwillingness to accept this.

Song Zhiyue was killed by a cup of poisoned wine, and her son was also imprisoned for life.

Yao Feiran also received the news. In her previous life, Chen Zhaoche deeply loved Song Zhiyue. Even if she could stop him the first time, she couldn't stop him the second time. So Yao Feiran let Chen Zhaoche do as he pleased. Anyway, with her around, Song Zhiyue would never become empress.

Now that she's friends with Shen Ningwei, she naturally leans towards her friend.

Moreover, the eldest prince is calm, composed, and exceptionally capable; he is more than qualified to be the crown prince.

Chen Zhaoche was greatly affected by this incident and took several young concubines to a separate palace to live out their retirement. The Crown Prince successfully ascended the throne and honored Shen Ningwei as Empress Dowager.

Yao Feiran's daughter was also granted the title of princess and enjoyed the tax revenue from her fiefdom.

Back at the mansion, Yao Yan was practicing martial arts. His hair was already streaked with white. When he saw Yao Feiran approaching, he put down his gun.

"Feiran".

Over the years, Yao Yan has been away from the battlefield. Although he remains as reserved as ever, the sharpness on his face has been smoothed out considerably.

"Didn't I tell you to take care of your health and not to do strenuous exercise anymore?"

"It's okay, I only practiced for a few minutes."

Yao Yan held Yao Feiran's hand. Although his hands were calloused and rough, he was as careful as before, not daring to use force.

Yao Feiran suddenly asked curiously, "When did you start liking me?"

He remained silent for a long time before saying, "Back then, you said you wanted to see my strength and beat me up."

Yao Feiran: "......."

Back then, Yao Yan trained and studied with a group of people, and almost no one could rival him. Yao Feiran fought with him to curb his arrogance.

However, Yao Yan also caused her a loss. After all, Yao Yan was full of vigor at that time, like a little wolf cub who refused to admit defeat. He persisted for a long time, and Yao Feiran gave up because she was afraid of damaging his foundation.

I never expected that I would fall in love with her because of this. Could I be a masochist?

Seeing Yao Feiran's doubtful gaze, Yao Yan's expression remained unchanged. The two had been together for so many years, so Yao Feiran stopped worrying and pulled him to have his hidden injuries checked.

Yao Yan stared at her retreating figure, his pupils dark. He remembered what Yao Feiran had told him: that his life would belong to her from now on.

His slightly raised eyebrows conveyed confidence and sharpness.

Like the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

He wanted to touch that bright moon.

.........

Decades later, Yao Yan passed away first, and Yao Feiran didn't stay long before leaving as well. Her daughter had married and was living a good life. The country was at peace, and all her relatives of the same generation had passed away, and she had also reached old age.

Upon waking, Yao Feiran suddenly realized that under the influence of energy, the efficiency of the compressed cyclone had increased dramatically, and the progress had reached one-half.

If the compression is successful, it will probably condense into an inner core, which reminds her of the golden core in cultivation. With the nourishment of the inner core, the reserve of Yuan power will increase by hundreds of times.

She reached out and grabbed the steel table. The density of her fingers increased hundreds of times. With a forceful press, she pierced right through the steel plate of the table.

She should be immune to bullets now. She's only a mid-stage second-tier ability user. I've heard that the concentration of energy and the increased area of ​​this world can accommodate ninth-tier and above ability users. Moreover, as the concentration increases, the resistance to using firearms also increases significantly.

By then, the effectiveness of firearms will likely have diminished considerably.

She has exhausted the energy of the Reversal Bead, and Yicheng is now the 16th stronghold, which has been expanding outwards during this period.

The phone rang; it was Wang Hong calling: "Feiran, we're leaving tomorrow. The energy wall has expanded outwards by more than ten kilometers, and we all need to relocate to the new boundary."

"understood."

Yao Feiran didn't have much luggage; she had a small space where she could go shopping.

This place used to be very desolate, located on the border of Outpost 16. But in less than half a month, with the increase in population, there are now many shops around here.

Yao Feiran used her points to look around and buy some food and supplies. She had traveled through a post-apocalyptic world, and this world was almost the same. There were people patrolling the streets, and she could occasionally hear gunshots.

Just as I left the supermarket, a surprised voice rang out.

"Feiran, where have you been? Why aren't you answering my calls?!"

A deep, booming voice exploded in her ears, and a faint breeze rushed toward her face. Yao Feiran casually dodged the attack, and with a surge of her vital energy, the attacker was repelled.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Yao Jusheng. He must have wanted to slap himself. Yao Feiran was now a second-tier ability user, and with a casual counterattack, the other party was pushed several meters away and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Stepmother Zhou Qin's expression changed drastically, and she quickly helped Yao Jusheng up.

"Yao Feiran, this is your father. Do you want to kill him?"