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

"Whether it was an accident or not, she deserved to die. If she doesn't die now, I'll make her die later."

Song Qingci framed the original owner several times. When the original owner was pregnant, if Lin Ruowan hadn't deliberately protected her in order to deal with Song Qingci, she probably wouldn't have been able to give birth safely. However, later, the original owner was provoked by the comments and started targeting Lin Ruowan, so Lin Ruowan stopped caring about her.

Chen Yu's expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal.

"I heard that Consort Song received a lot of ginseng and deer antler tonics, supposedly in the name of the Marquis. Consort Song ate them all to show off, but she didn't know that a fetus shouldn't be given too many tonics, otherwise it could lead to a difficult labor."

"Why are you telling me all this? I'm not the madam. If you want to threaten the madam, you can talk to her directly. But even without the madam, the Marquis will remarry. Do you think the next madam will be easy to get along with?"

Watching Yao Feiran's departing figure.

Chen Yu composed herself, her eyes turning slightly serious. She had a vague feeling that something was amiss; Lu Zhao shouldn't have been made heir apparent so early. She felt she had lost something important. She had only initially wanted to gain a foothold in the Marquis's mansion; the Madam and the Heir Apparent shouldn't have affected her at all.

Yao Feiran thought to herself that Chen Yu was indeed not as indifferent to worldly affairs as he appeared. If he were truly indifferent to worldly affairs, he would never have entered the mansion.

She probably wanted to use Yao Feiran to get rid of Lin Ruowan.

Not competing or vying for things in normal times is simply a strategic retreat.

Yao Feiran had finally managed to leave the manor, but she wasn't in the mood for idle chatter with Chen Yu. She wandered around the temple and unexpectedly saw Yao Lingyan. With Zhou Qingyan's help, Yao Lingyan got off the carriage. Just as Yao Feiran was about to turn around and leave, Yao Lingyan called out to her.

"Sister, it's been so long! Please come in."

Yao Feiran said nonchalantly, "Sure, I'm eating well."

Yao Lingyan touched her belly, her face full of happiness: "I'm pregnant, I'm already more than four months along."

"This is a good thing."

Yao Feiran's expression was indifferent, but Yao Lingyan felt uneasy looking at her rosy complexion.

Yao Feiran noticed that Zhou Qingyan's gaze fell on her, filled with complex emotions.

Speaking of which, the original owner and Zhou Qingyan could be considered childhood sweethearts. Zhou Qingyan's journey to the imperial examinations was inseparable from Yao's father's guidance and help. He would often come to the mansion, and the original owner regarded him as her future husband.

Yao Lingyan also noticed Zhou Qingyan's gaze, her brows furrowed with jealousy. Suddenly, her hands and feet slipped, and Zhou Qingyan quickly caught her. Pink bubbles surrounded the two of them, making the passing noble ladies extremely envious.

"Lord Zhou and his wife are truly a loving couple, making everyone envious."

Yao Lingyan showed a shy expression, her eyes occasionally falling on Yao Feiran.

Feeling that lingering was not a good idea, Yao Feiran turned around and left.

He could have returned to the manor earlier, but because of Song Qingci's matter, he was delayed for a while. He heard that after Lu Xingzhang woke up and learned of Song Qingci's death, he fainted again.

Yao Feiran waited in an empty room, eating this candied fruit, while Xi'er kept her company, leisurely watching the scenery outside.

At this moment, a man walked over. Yao Feiran recognized him as Zhou Qingyan. The instant he stepped into the house, Yao Feiran grabbed a flowerpot and threw it through the window, causing a cloud of mud to erupt at Zhou Qingyan's feet.

"If you come in, next time the flowerpot won't just be thrown at your feet."

The two, a man and a woman alone, would find themselves in a room together, and it would be difficult to explain themselves. Xi'er looked at Zhou Qingyan as if facing a formidable enemy.

The other party knew perfectly well that Yao Feiran was now a concubine in the Marquis's mansion, yet they still came over; they were trying to kill their master.

Zhou Qingyan paused, finally stopping and standing outside the window.

His eyes held a hint of surprise, as if he couldn't believe that Yao Feiran would look at him like that, as if he were a stranger.

"Feiran".

"Just call me Madam Yao, so that people passing by won't misunderstand."

"You've become much more cautious. If you had been this cautious at the Empress's banquet, you wouldn't have ended up in the Marquis's mansion."

"There's no way around it. Kind people can't protect themselves from the machinations of scoundrels. You might think that being cautious is enough, but if a venomous snake is watching you all the time, caution won't help."

"How can you speak so rudely?"

"You ruined me and you expect me to be grateful?"

Although Lu Xingzhang was a marquis, he already had a wife. The original owner's parents had long been preparing to marry her off, but because of that banquet, the original owner was nailed to the pillar of shame for seducing the marquis.

He suddenly spoke up: "Is he good to you?"

"It's alright."

Zhou Qingyan seemed not to hear what he wanted to hear, and his voice grew even lower: "Actually, if you could accept Lingyan, I wouldn't let you enter the Marquis's mansion."

"What do you mean, accept Lingyan?"

Yao Feiran was puzzled. In the original owner's memories, Zhou Qingyan did not show any liking for Yao Lingyan. Could it be that Zhou Qingyan liked Yao Lingyan from the beginning?

"Did you get infected at the banquet?"

Zhou Qingyan pursed her lips: "I didn't do it. You're always so hostile towards Lingyan. She clearly didn't do anything. If it weren't for that... things wouldn't have turned out like this."

"You didn't do anything, did you?" Yao Feiran chuckled. "Then you can live in your dream. Get lost, I feel disgusted just looking at you."

If the other party admitted that the person they liked was vicious, that would be one thing, but instead they stood on moral high ground and said that the other party was not wrong. She didn't believe that someone who was so adept at navigating the officialdom couldn't even see through a woman; they were just pretending to be ignorant.

Zhou Qingyan looked at the disgust in her eyes, felt a slight throbbing in her chest, and a look of confusion flashed in her eyes.

In this life, he prevented Yao Lingyan from entering the Marquis's mansion and successfully married her. At first, it was exactly as he had hoped, but gradually, he felt that Yao Lingyan was not as kind as he had imagined.

He didn't dislike Yao Feiran as much as he thought.

Seeing Yao Feiran's unfamiliar eyes, devoid of the love she once had, he felt uncomfortable.

In their past life, they were husband and wife for life.

In this life, it was he who caused the two of them to miss each other.

Yao Feiran also noticed that something was wrong with the other person.

The Fate-Defying Bead: "The other party has a profound soul; they are probably reborn."

"Oh~"

"Yao Lingyan too, she should be the master of the bullet comments."

"That original owner must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes."

In her past life, her husband refused to marry her and instead sent her to the Marquis's mansion as a concubine. After Yao Lingyan was reborn, she married Zhou Qingyan and even tried to kill her.

In the end, the original owner died that winter.

Yao Feiran felt nothing. She turned on the live chat; Yao Lingyan should be here soon.

After a while, Yao Lingyan arrived in a hurry.

She grabbed Zhou Qingyan: "Husband, what are you doing here?"

Zhou Qingyan frowned, her brows furrowing into a deep frown. "It's nothing. Weren't you feeling unwell?"

Yao Lingyan's face showed bitterness, and her complexion was slightly pale: "I was just worried about you."