Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

At this moment, they can only look at each other and forget each other in the vast world.

It was after this visit to the garden that Lu You wrote the widely acclaimed poem "The Phoenix Hairpin in the Hairpin" and "Red, Delicate Hands."

Tang Wan then composed a matching poem, "The Phoenix Hairpin: The World's Feelings Are Cold."

After that, Tang Wan returned home and remained deeply troubled.

He eventually died in despair.

As for Lu You, he later went north to resist the Jin dynasty... and later went to Sichuan to take up a post. He never forgot his life of trials and tribulations over the decades.

In my heart, there is an endless longing.

Ji Qingyou put down the book in her hand and sat down on a chair to the side.

Although it is winter, there is a charcoal brazier burning in the study, and large vases are filled with winter plum blossoms kept with snow water.

The room was warm and cozy, with a faint fragrance.

Her fingers tapped lightly on the table.

She needs to sort out this plot properly.

Lu You deeply loved Tang Wan, and Tang Wan also deeply loved Lu You.

The two were deeply in love, which goes without saying.

Since I have transmigrated into Tang Wan's body, I am here to live Tang Wan's life.

Do things that Tang Wan is unwilling to do.

"Young Madam——"

Ji Qingyou was still thinking when a maidservant stood in front of her with a tray.

"This is bird's nest porridge that the young master asked me to bring to you."

The maid placed the tray on the table, and then took the small bowl inside and placed it on the table as well.

Ji Qingyou looked at the small bowl; there wasn't much bird's nest porridge, but it had a slightly sweet aroma.

I was already a little hungry, so I picked up the bowl and prepared to eat...

"Has this bird's nest porridge been sent to the old lady?"

Ji Qingyou asked again.

"……No!"

The maid was slightly taken aback, then quickly replied.

"Is there anything left in the kitchen?"

Ji Qingyou asked again.

"There's one more bowl!"

The maidservant told the truth.

"Then hurry up and deliver it to the old lady, and tell her that the young master specially made it for her!"

Ji Qingyou thought that Lu You was still with the old lady. If she took this over, given his intelligence, he should know what to do.

"Yes!!"

The maid was a little confused, but she quickly did as the young mistress instructed.

Ji Qingyou sipped the bird's nest porridge, finding it soft, glutinous, and very comforting.

After drinking just a small half bowl, my lower abdomen felt warm and very comfortable.

After finishing her drink, she placed the bowl on a tray to the side, leaned back in her chair, and pondered deeply.

Tang Wan was a talented woman; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to live in harmony with such a great poet as Lu You.

But precisely because she is a talented woman, she possesses the aloofness often associated with talented women, and perhaps also the naiveté often found in them…

She didn't know how to get along with her mother-in-law.

Although the two families are related, and although the mother-in-law is the mother-in-law, she is also the aunt.

It's likely that Tang Wan's parents arranged for her to marry Lu You because of this connection.

However, Tang Wan did indeed marry a good man.

But what she didn't realize was that being together as a couple couldn't just be about the two of them being together.

Parents certainly hope that their sons and daughters-in-law will be happy and fulfilled.

However, as a mother-in-law, she must still feel a little jealous, after all, the son she raised is being so intimate with another woman, leaving her aside.

Tang Wan didn't understand, and neither did Lu You; the two of them lived together in their own sweet world.