Quick Wear: Cannon Fodder She Wants to Be a Vicious Female Supporting Role

There was a charcoal fire burning in Zhao Mingcheng's room, making it warm. Lan Xin, who was sitting beside the bed, fell asleep unknowingly.

When she opened her eyes again, Lan Xin found that she had fallen asleep in bed without knowing when.

I think it was after Zhao Mingcheng woke up that he found her sleeping beside his bed, so he carried her to the bed.

"you're awake?"

Lan Xin, who was sitting up and about to get off the bed, heard the sound. She turned her head and saw Zhao Mingcheng, who had taken off his armor and changed into casual clothes, walking in from outside.

Seeing Lan Xin just staring at him blankly, Zhao Mingcheng curled his lips and chuckled. He was already extremely handsome, and with this smile, the murderous aura on his body instantly dissipated a lot, and he gained a bit of youthful spirit.

"Madam, are you hungry? I made porridge for you."

Zhao Mingcheng carefully brought out the porridge and boasted happily, "I put a lot of meat in this porridge. Come and try it. Is it delicious?"

There was a food shortage in the army before, and there were not many supplies allocated to Zhao Mingcheng. Now that Lan Xin came, Zhao Mingcheng cooked all the meat that he had been reluctant to eat before and the little remaining food.

Lan Xin glanced at the meaty rice porridge in his hand and deliberately smiled and joked, "Husband, how can you be so stingy? I, your wife, have come all the way to the border to see you, and you're going to treat me with this?"

"I......"

Zhao Mingcheng, who was not good at speaking, blushed when he heard this and could not say anything to refute.

He couldn't explain how this was the only ration left for him as the head coach, so he could only say apologetically: "I'm sorry for making my wife suffer. It's me..."

"Okay, just kidding!"

Seeing him like this, Lan Xin interrupted him with a smile, "I know you're already short on food and supplies. This is probably the best you can offer. I've brought a lot of supplies this time, so you don't have to worry about supplies anymore."

"Madam, did you send us some food?"

Zhao Mingcheng looked surprised when he heard this.

"Yes, I dreamed that you were short of food. I was worried, so I sent you some food. I didn't expect you would actually be short of food! It seems I came at the perfect time."

"Thank you ma'am."

Zhao Mingcheng was deeply moved. He put down the porridge in his hand and reached out to embrace Lan Xin. "Thank you for your hard work, Madam. I'm sure you must have suffered a lot on this journey to deliver food and fodder to me."

Lan Xin reached out and hugged him back, "I'm glad to know. I, your wife, am your lucky star, Zhao Mingcheng!"

The couple then exchanged a lot of personal conversations, and after Lan Xin stayed at the border for a few days, she left the border under the escort of Zhao Mingcheng.

After Lan Xin and the others left Huyang Pass, Mo Yilin looked back at Zhao Mingcheng, who was still standing there, staring intently at the direction they left, and said with a smile, "Cousin, should Grandfather be able to rest assured now?"

"Ok?"

Lan Xin didn't know what Mo Yilin meant by this for a moment, and looked at him with confusion.

Mo Yilin glanced at Lan Xin's expression, smiled, and explained, "Grandfather has always been worried about you. He hopes that you can find a good home so that he can protect you for the rest of your life after he is gone!"

"I think this Zhao Mingcheng is a good guy, cousin, you know? Just now, Zhao Mingcheng, a marquis of the first rank in the imperial court, actually called me cousin."

Lan Xin looked at Mo Yilin, who was smiling easily, and was a little confused.

She just called him cousin. What did that have to do with her finding a good home?

Her destiny has always been in her own hands, and she doesn't need others to give her a good destiny.

Wouldn't it be more accurate to say that she is a good match for someone else?

Mo Yilin, not knowing what Lan Xin was thinking, retracted his gaze and said with emotion, "The reason why Lord Zhao followed you and called me, a merchant, cousin, must be that he has placed you in a very important position in his heart."

"Cousin, our delivery of food and fodder this time was quite cost-effective. I must return as soon as possible and tell mother the good news so that she can be happy too."

Mo Yilin was happy in his heart. After he finished speaking, he raised the whip in his hand, and the horse carried Mo Yilin out quickly.

Lan Xin looked at Mo Yilin running away, smiled and shook her head, tightened the reins in her hand, and quickly followed.

Unlike when they came with dozens or even hundreds of carts of supplies, Lan Xin and her group traveled light on their return trip.

It took them several months to get here, but it only took them one month to return to the capital.

............

Capital city, Zhao Hou Mansion.

"Madam, Madam Zhou came to visit you."

Lan Xin had just returned to the capital and washed up. Before she had time to pay her respects to Old Madam Hou, a maid came to report.

Lan Xin thought about it and realized that Mrs. Zhou must be referring to her vicious and stupid sister Chen Mingzhu.

When I arrived at the flower hall, I saw Chen Mingzhu sitting there.

Unlike her previous radiant look in the Shangshu Mansion, Chen Mingzhu's face now showed obvious haggardness and vicissitudes of life.

It seems that during this period of time, Chen Mingzhu has been tortured a lot by Zhou Qing's mother, Zhou's mother, who is difficult to meet.

In his previous life, whenever his original self had conflicts with Zhou's mother, Zhou Qing always took it out on Zhou's mother.

Of course, it is also possible that Zhou Qing and his mother have always treated the original body as an outsider?

And now, for Zhou Qing's mother and son, Chen Mingzhu is the outsider.

Chen Mingzhu was originally spoiled by Madam Chen, unlike her original self who was a tolerant person. She married Zhou Qing only because she saw his power that would allow him to make things happen in the court in the future, and she did not have much feelings for Zhou Qing himself.

Lan Xin could guess what kind of trouble Chen Mingzhu would cause in the Zhou family under such circumstances without having to see it with her own eyes.

but......

Naturally, Chen Mingzhu would not confide these unpleasant things to Lan Xin.

Seeing Lan Xin coming out, he looked at her pale face due to the long journey and mistakenly thought that she was overly sad because of the news of Zhao Mingcheng's death.

She gloated, "I've heard that Lord Zhao died on the battlefield. Lan Xin, I'm afraid you'll have to spend the rest of your life in this mansion as a widow."

"However, if you can kneel down and beg me, for the sake of our sisterhood, when your brother-in-law becomes the prime minister, I will ask him to take care of your soon-to-be-impoverished Marquisate, how about that?"