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

Yao Ruohuan's face fell. "Before Mother died, she clearly said that as long as I lived well, that was enough, and that I shouldn't think about hatred anymore. You went against Mother's last wish and killed so many innocent people. You are a demon!"

"Because she knows you're a good-for-nothing! She knows you're incapable of revenge, so she settles for second best and hopes you'll live. Little did she know you'd stoop so low as to get pregnant with your enemy's child! You think your love is so touching? That's laughable! If I were your mother, I'd strangle you the moment you were born!"

Yao Ruohuan's face turned pale, her whole body stiffened abruptly, and her lips trembled, unable to utter a single word.

Yao Hanjin roared, "I won't allow you to bully Ruohuan!"

"Don't worry, it'll be your turn soon. I'll give you a quick death."

Yao Feiran now understands why villains often die from talking too much. Seeing these people, she felt compelled to speak her mind, and their quick demise was too good for them.

The sword flashed over, and soon, Yao Hanjin's meridians were all shattered, his hands and feet were crippled, and he struggled on the ground.

Yao Ruohuan rushed forward, crying, "Han Jin, what's wrong? I'll save you right away!"

She trembled as she took out her medical kit, her hands covered in blood, but she didn't know how to insert the needle.

Yao Hanjin grabbed her hand, his face already deathly pale with pain: "No need, I'm powerless to change anything. Just live well and don't seek revenge for me."

The two were separated for a long time, and finally Yao Hanjin breathed his last in her arms.

"My child, I'm so sorry, I couldn't save your father's life." Yao Ruohuan touched her belly reluctantly, then turned to stare at Yao Feiran, her eyes bloodshot.

"Yao Feiran, I'll haunt you even as a ghost! Go to hell after you die!"

She picked up the knife and stabbed herself in the neck. The color drained from her face, her breathing grew weaker, and she lay down next to Yao Hanjin, ceasing to breathe.

Yu Fengyuan walked over: "Sect Leader, don't be sad."

"I'm not sad, I just don't understand." Yao Feiran sheathed her sword: "She hates me so much, yet she thought of committing suicide first. Shouldn't she try to live and kill me one day? What a coward."

She is indeed not a good person. Although she is not the original owner, she helped the original owner settle these karmas for energy points. What is there to be afraid of going to hell if you pursue immortality?

"Master, there are some vacancies. You should fill in if you want. You've managed things for so long, so please tell me if you don't understand anything."

"......"

Yu Fengyuan never imagined that she would one day become an official.

The court was purged, and some people in the countryside took advantage of the chaos to start a rebellion, using the slogan "A hen crowing at dawn" to gather a large number of people.

The rebel army was bombarded to pieces by cannons that very night.

In an effort to stabilize the situation, Yao Feiran initially employed extremely ruthless methods. People were beheaded every day at Caishikou, and many lived in fear, not daring to go out during the day.

People kept cursing her, but Yao Feiran pretended not to hear them. The situation quickly stabilized, the new policies were implemented, and the court was mostly filled with women, who were basically from Xianmiao Valley.

With firearms, even ordinary people have a deterrent effect. No matter how powerful you are, you can't take a bullet. After all, top-level masters who can dodge bullets are still extremely rare.

The martial arts world and the imperial court have been unified.

In the years since Yao Feiran ascended the throne, he has been frequently assassinated in the middle of the night, and the city gates are filled with the corpses of assassins.

Chu Chan is now in charge of managing the internal affairs of the harem, and she is constantly in a state of shock.

"Your Majesty, I truly admire your mental fortitude. If I were you, I would have been exhausted long ago, with people coming to kill you every day."

Yao Feiran: "...There's nothing I can do."

"Now that the court is stable, Yu Fengyuan wants to ask you when you will choose a ruler, so that you can at least have a child and have an heir."

Yu Fengyuan was initially worried that Yao Feiran was too young and would be easily deceived, but now that she has discovered that Yao Feiran has no intention of getting married at all, she is starting to feel anxious again.

"Since we haven't met the right person, let's choose the successor from among the female disciples with excellent qualifications."

"You worked so hard to build this empire, and you're just going to give it to someone with no blood relation?"

"I conquered this country not for the sake of my descendants, but for myself. As long as the country is handed over smoothly, it doesn't matter."

Her goal was to die peacefully in her old age; she had no obsession with having children.

Chu Chan thought about it and realized that it made sense.

The common people don't care who their superiors are; as long as they are fed and clothed, they won't want to rebel.

Ten years later, the Great Yao Kingdom prospered and developed, with peace and tranquility. Moreover, martial arts development was unprecedented, and a martial arts university was established. Outstanding students were exempted from tuition fees and received scholarships. The imperial examinations were divided into civil and military subjects, and both men and women could apply.

Afterwards, almost the entire population became warriors. The neighboring country only provoked them slightly, and the general stationed at the border "accidentally" captured a few cities. In the end, the neighboring country submitted and became their vassal.

Yao Feiran carefully selected more than a dozen female disciples from Xianmiao Valley and adopted them as her daughters. They were all very talented. After practicing the cultivation techniques that Yao Feiran integrated and created, they basically became first-rate before the age of thirty. Under the guidance of many people, they also had good abilities in governing the country.

However, with so many heirs, infighting is inevitable. As long as it doesn't involve ordinary people, Yao Feiran turns a blind eye to the power struggles among the elite.

Fu'an reported: "Your Majesty, Lady Ling requests an audience."

Madam Ling is Shen Qiumei. When Yao Feiran ascended the throne, Ling Mingchen immediately knelt down. Although Yao Feiran would not punish him, she still stripped him of his title of Duke. Due to a shortage of manpower, she still made him the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

This is his final glory; those two sons who hate Yao Feiran will never be able to enter the imperial court.

"Let her in."

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Get up. What brings you here?"

Shen Qiumei looked up at Yao Feiran, whose expression was indifferent, her gaze as if looking at an ant. Shen Qiumei saw this in her heart, but in the end dared not show the slightest abnormality.

"Please, Your Majesty, spare Qian Yue. He spoke recklessly and has received the punishment he deserved. He is, after all, your cousin."

Ling Qianyue?

Yao Feiran had forgotten about this person. After Yao Ruohuan committed suicide, he got drunk and cursed Yao Feiran in the street. Yao Feiran immediately locked him up in jail. Now, ten years later, he is still in jail.

"No, he's not qualified to be my cousin. Fine, go and get him, but if he dares to curse again, he can forget about leaving."

Over the years, Ling Mingchen had been quite diligent in his work. He probably knew that he had offended Yao Feiran long ago, so he didn't dare to plead for his youngest son.

Shen Qiumei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, it was my fault back then. My mother was obsessed with martial arts and fought and challenged people everywhere, making many enemies. In order to get rid of these troubles, my father took your mother and me to wander around. Even so, my father was seriously injured because of the enemies my mother made and died early. That's why I hate people in the martial arts world and that's why I was prejudiced against Your Majesty. I wonder if Your Majesty can forgive me."

Yao Feiran looked at Shen Qiumei with a slightly unnatural expression as she spoke. After all, she always felt that Yao Feiran was just her niece, and as an elder, she had the right to discipline her. How could she possibly bury the future of the Ling family because of this?

"I don't want to know about your past experiences. All I know is that I treat others the way they treat me. You don't think that I'll forgive and forget about you because of that, do you?"

"I've gone too far."

Shen Qiumei lowered her head meekly, not daring to show the slightest resentment, and endured the humiliation as she was sent away. She glanced back at the palace and, remembering her sister's words, burst into tears.

Her sister was right. She didn't hate the martial arts world, but rather she hated her own weakness. She didn't dare to take revenge on the people who killed her parents, and blamed all the blame on practicing martial arts.

Decades later, Yao Feiran was made Crown Princess. After seeing that her position was secure, she disappeared and traveled the world with her old friends who were still able to move.