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

After more than a month of travel, a carriage arrived in the capital. Yao Feiran, wearing a ceremonial hat, blocked Yao Ruoshen's carriage on the way to Yueguang Temple.

Qi Tan frowned deeply: "Why are you blocking my young lady's way, you Taoist priest?"

"I see that you are troubled too much today, Miss. I can offer some words of comfort."

"Another scammer. Get out of here, or don't blame me for being rude."

The guards around her kept a close eye on her, but Yao Feiran did not bring any guards with her. Being a female Taoist priest alone, no one was too afraid of her.

Yao Ruoshen's voice was soft and gentle, carrying a hint of tranquility.

"In that case, please have a chat at a nearby pavilion, Daoist Master."

Yao Ruoshen dismissed the people around her: "I wonder what you have to say to me, Master?"

"Little sister, it's been so long, you can't even recognize my voice anymore."

"elder sister?"

Yao Ruoshen's face lit up with joy: "Sister, they all say you've gotten married, but they won't tell me where you're going. Even Mother is keeping it from me."

The original owner and her younger sister were more than ten years apart, but Yao Ruoshen often went to see Yao Feiran. When the original owner was pregnant, little Yao Ruoshen even accompanied her for a period of time. If it weren't for Yao Ruoshen's innocence and naivety, the original owner would have been driven to depression by the atmosphere of the Mao family long ago.

"I'm staying at my maternal grandfather's house. Even if I tell you, I can't let you go unless we visit him together. Then I'll tell you."

"I see. That's for the best. Otherwise, the Mao family might not have let it go so easily."

Yao Feiran smiled, her guess was right, Yao Ruoshen really did have the luck of a female lead.

Do you like Wang Chixun?

"What he likes is just a temporary measure; he must hate me anyway."

Yao Feiran took out a bottle of medicine: "After taking this medicine, you will experience blood deficiency and physical weakness. If you trust me, you can wait for me for three years. If you don't want to wait, that's fine too. I respect any choice you make."

"But with your intelligence and talent, you shouldn't rely on your enemies. Wang Chixun is such a conceited man; after he marries you, you'll definitely have to coax him."

Yao Ruoshen's looks, talent, and intelligence are all icing on the cake for the male lead. Moreover, if she marries him, the other party will not let the Yao family off the hook. The Yao family's fortune will end in a few decades. It is estimated that the male lead will start to settle scores as soon as the female lead dies.

Then it would be better to fight to the death from the start.

If Yao Ruoshen eventually falls in love with the male lead, then it's none of her business; she's just giving her the choice.

Yao Ruoshen's expression turned serious. She knew that her father had arranged this marriage to seek peace with the Wang family, and that the Wang family had agreed to the marriage in order to slowly annex the Yao family.

"I understand, thank you, sister."

"I'm leaving now. Please give my regards to my mother."

Yao Feiran turned and left. She didn't go into the city, but just happened to run into a familiar carriage.

It was the Mao family's carriage. The carriage curtains were lifted, revealing the original owner's son and daughter.

Yao Feiran had no intention of meeting him and turned to go down another road.

Mao Linxiao looked at the departing female Taoist priest with a puzzled expression. Mao Shuyue asked curiously, "Big brother, what are you looking at?"

"I think this person's back view looks a lot like my mother's."

Mao Shuyue said nonchalantly, "Don't talk about her anymore. She's no longer our mother. She killed Aunt Shan; she's a sinner!"

Lady Hou quickly patted her shoulder: "You shouldn't say these things in front of others, it's bad for your reputation."

Mao Shuyue pouted: "I know, Grandmother, I wish Aunt Shan were my mother."

Her eyes were red, and the Lady Hou was also filled with reminiscence.

After Yao Feiran returned, Old Master Lin sent over a team of guards, which Yao Feiran knew was to prepare her for training.

At first, these people looked down on Yao Feiran, but after being taught a lesson, they became very obedient. Yao Feiran trained for two months using the methods of modern special forces. After that, they returned to the Lin family mansion, and then many more people came and cleared out a hidden place in the back mountain.

Old Master Lin finally had an idea. If it weren't for Yao Feiran, and his only son being a frail scholar, he really wouldn't have had this ambition.

Now the Lin family is in charge of making money, training soldiers, and manufacturing weapons. Old Master Lin has also discovered that Yao Feiran is an encyclopedia; there is nothing she doesn't know.

As uprisings broke out in various places, Old Master Lin also took charge of the prefecture.

Yao Feiran taught Xiaoxia medical skills and also recruited several orphans to learn the techniques from her.

The Taoist temple became a well-known charitable institution in the area. People who fled here would receive free instruction and eventually be assigned a job. Moreover, they discovered that the roads in Yuzhou were flat and sturdy, the people were clean, the houses were bright, and the farming was highly efficient, completely different from the farming tools they had used before.

Two years ago, uprisings broke out in many places, plunging the country into chaos. The imperial court was powerless to suppress them, so it delegated military power to lower levels. The dynasty existed in name only, and the royal family controlled the government.

Two years have passed. Yao Ruoshen has been ill for two years, and the wedding has been postponed. Yao Feiran has been in contact with the Yao family, and now the time is ripe.

Old Master Lin said, "You want to go yourself? Do you know how far the journey is and how dangerous it might be for me?"

"Grandfather, don't you know my abilities? And I have a feeling that if I don't go, the Yao family won't be able to escape."

Grandpa Lin also looked worried, but he couldn't persuade Yao Feiran, so he finally let her go.

Yao Feiran led eight hundred elite soldiers, disguised as three merchant caravans, and split into three routes, one of which went to the capital. They hid during the day and traveled at night, avoiding the official roads.

Upon arriving in the capital, she felt a vague unease. It seemed that the Yao family's secret escape had been exposed. She ordered the other two teams to lie in wait while she led her men through the city gates.

Yao Mansion.

Liu Yi, the commander of the Imperial Guards, had a half-smile on his face. Behind him was a dense mass of Imperial Guards, surrounding the Yao family's residence.

"Lord Yao, the Yao family is quite lively so late at night. Now is a time of crisis for the court. The Yao family receives the emperor's salary, yet they betray the court in the face of danger. They are unworthy of being officials appointed by the court."

"Now that the court belongs to the Wang family, you are nothing but a dog of the Wang family, yet you shamelessly act as a righteous person."

Liu Yi's face was gloomy. When he saw Yao Ruoshen, he revealed his ill intentions: "Miss Yao has long been engaged to the Wang family. I see that she looks normal, so she must be almost fully recovered. It would be perfect to bring her to the young master. However, since it has been delayed for so long, the young master already has someone he likes. She can only be a concubine."

"Guards, seize Miss Yao!"

Two guards rushed forward, about to seize Yao Ruoshen, when their expressions froze, and they collapsed to the ground, two arrows lodged in their backs, striking their hearts.

Liu Yi's expression changed: "An assassin!"

He frantically blew a horn, which rang out loudly in the capital city at night.

Yao Feiran quickly hacked him to death. The guards who were holding Yao's family rushed forward. Yao Feiran was like a god of death. All that could be heard was the sound of swords entering flesh, and then more than a dozen people fell into pools of blood.