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

Leng Qingyou stared wide-eyed at everything before her in disbelief.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Yingniang transformed from a young girl in her prime into an old woman.

She was still a... frail, helpless old woman.

Leng Qingyou stared at her in surprise.

Did he say anything to me?

Ye Yingniang asked her with tears in her eyes.

"He...didn't."

At this moment, Leng Qingyou suddenly felt a little regretful. Ren Wuqing just wanted to know if she was living a good life.

Am I disrupting Ye Yingniang's life by doing this?

"He wanted me to come and see if you were doing well. He wants to know if you're doing well!"

Leng Qingyou spoke in a low voice again.

Ye Yingniang had been listening to her, but he had nothing to say to her, and a deep disappointment flashed in her eyes.

Hearing Leng Qingyou say that again, she suddenly became happy again.

His aged face, which was originally full of sorrow, became much gentler when he smiled, and even gained a touch of humanity.

Looking at Ye Yingniang like this, Leng Qingyou suddenly felt that she was more like a human being now.

When I looked at her just now, although she had a stunningly beautiful face, she gave people a sense of unease.

At this moment, although her appearance was aged, she looked much more vibrant.

"Ah... my hand... ah... my face..."

Ye Yingniang was still crying and feeling sad when she suddenly saw her old, withered fingers and screamed in alarm.

Her scream caused the snowflakes on the plum trees around her to fall in a soft rustling sound.

Ye Yingniang also fainted lightly.

When Leng Qingyou saw that she had fainted, he went over and was about to help her up when he was knocked away by a sharp palm strike.

Leng Qingyou actually felt the force of the palm strike, but she couldn't expose herself completely right now, so she only protected her heart meridian.

His body, like a kite with a broken string, fell backward.

Forced by her own will, Leng Qingyou spat out a mouthful of blood.

After that palm strike, she could tell that the person was definitely not a simple person.

She thought she was about to fall heavily to the ground. There was no other way; she had to play dumb to fool others, and now she could only suffer a little loss.

However, instead of landing as expected, she landed in someone's arms.

Leng Qingyou glanced at him and then hugged the person she was with.

It was actually Wan Haolin...

But seeing his icy demeanor, he seemed surprisingly gentle at such a moment.

Leng Qingyou felt like she had seen a ghost, so she forced herself to faint.

She had essentially faked fainting; at this moment, she could still hear everything around her.

She felt Wan Haolin, who was holding her, let out a cold snort.

"Give me Sister Leng...!"

Then Xun Ze's voice came through.

At this moment, Leng Qingyou detected a hint of weakness in Xun Ze's voice.

Leng Qingyou suddenly remembered that Xun Ze had been staying in his room and rarely came out during this period.

But he was all in his own room, so where did his weakness come from?

Leng Qingyou planned to ask him after all these things were over.

How did you manage to weaken yourself like that?

Wan Haolin didn't force himself to hold Leng Qingyou; when Xun Ze asked for her, he handed her to him.