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

Wan Haolin's face was cold, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Haolin, your master has something he needs you to do!"

Ye Tianya suddenly gave Wan Haolin a meaningful look.

"Master, please speak!"

Seeing Ye Tianya's expression, Wan Haolin knew it must be something important, and immediately looked at Ye Tianya respectfully.

"I want you to get close to Leng Qingyou!"

Ye Tianya's words left Wan Haolin stunned.

"Master, what did you say?"

Wan Haolin was stunned; his perpetually icy expression cracked at this moment.

“I said, you should get close to Leng Qingyou, and try to make her give up on revenge. Try to get some information out of her.”

Ye Tianya gave further instructions.

Wan Haolin usually obeyed his every word.

This time, however, he remained unusually silent.

"I know what you're thinking. You like Pianpian, right? Don't worry, your master's son-in-law will only ever be you!"

After Ye Tianya finished speaking, he put his hand on Wan Haolin's shoulder.

Wan Haolin paused slightly, lowered his head, and nodded heavily.

"I understand, Master, don't worry!"

Wan Haolin raised his head again, a certain color flashing in his cold eyes.

Ye Tianya laughed heartily and patted Wan Haolin on the shoulder.

Leng Qingyou walked towards her courtyard, but because she was lost in thought, she wandered around and ended up at a plum blossom ridge.

It's been snowing for the past few days.

The heavy snow covered the earth, almost completely obscuring everything. Behind the snowflakes were the heavy shadows of plum blossom trees.

Red, yellow, and vibrant colors—a breathtaking sight.

Under the sunlight, it becomes even more beautiful.

With a gentle sniff, the air is filled with this refreshing fragrance, carrying the scent of ice and snow.

Involuntarily, Leng Qingyou took a step forward, but before she could move, her knee was hit.

At that moment, I felt a tingling sensation.

She looked around and suddenly saw a white figure among the plum blossoms.

Looking at the figure in the shadows of the trees, Leng Qingyou knew she had come to the wrong place.

"I am unaware of the restrictions here, so I will take my leave!"

After bowing to the figure, Leng Qingyou prepared to leave.

"Wait!"

But then they heard a melodious voice coming from inside the woods.

Leng Qingyou straightened up and looked ahead.

Only then did they see a person emerge from the sparse shadows of the plum blossoms.

Dressed in white, she seemed to blend into the snow. Her hair was unadorned, with her jet-black strands flowing freely in the wind.

Her appearance was truly stunning.

At least, Leng Qingyou felt that compared to the femme fatale she had transmigrated into before, she was only slightly inferior.

Her eyes, like the vast autumn sky, seemed to hold an infinite depth of affection in their gentle gaze.

Her skin was also as smooth and supple as water.

In action, she moved like a willow swaying in the breeze, captivating all who saw her.

Ye Yingniang?

The moment Leng Qingyou saw this beauty, the name immediately came to mind.

But Ye Yingniang... isn't she fifty-six years old now? Why doesn't the fading beauty of a woman show on her face?