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

She reached out forcefully and grabbed the hair of the two men, saying, "If we're going to die, we'll die together."

After all, she was pregnant, and with her big belly soaking in the water, soon some bloodstains appeared in the murky water.

Gradually, all three of them stopped moving.

After absorbing the plot, she slowly sat up.

She touched her neck; there was a slight bulge around it, from the rope binding her.

You have to be very careful when swallowing.

Ye Qingyou looked at her wrist, where she was wearing a string of beads. It was made of white jade and had a small emerald green gourd on it.

She reached out and gently touched the little gourd.

Suddenly, her father's earnest advice before his death surfaced in her memory.

He said that this thing should be kept safe and no one should touch it.

For Ye Qingyou, this was a family heirloom, which she naturally preserved with utmost care.

But for Ji Qingyou, could this thing be hiding something?

Right then and there, she found a pair of scissors inside the embroidery frame, cut her hand, and dripped her blood onto the jade gourd.

The blood flowed up the gourd, leaving only a tiny trace; nothing else was visible.

Ji Qingyou remained calm, realizing it was just her own imagination. There were indeed far too many time-travel stories out there.

Upon seeing these things, everyone assumed they were valuable items.

Her fingers were cut, the wound was quite deep, and drops of blood fell onto the gourd.

Unwittingly, she saw the emerald green gourd suddenly flash red light for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Ye Qingyou frowned; she knew her eyes weren't playing tricks on her.

This gourd must contain something.

However, this wasn't a world of cultivation, and there was no spiritual energy or anything like that. Looking at the gourd, she thought it was just an ordinary jade gourd.

Although it feels cool and refreshing in her hand now, without any other sensation, the fleeting red light just now told her that this was not her imagination.

However, now is not the time to dwell on this. Ye Qingyou put the gourd bracelet back on her wrist.

She walked to the dressing mirror and was surprised to see a delicate face reflected in it.

At the tender age of fourteen, she was still young and had not yet fully blossomed; she was simply a pretty and charming girl.

Her skin was smooth and fair, and when she moved slightly, you could even see a subtle pearly sheen flowing through her body.

Her bright eyes, as clear as lacquer, moved with boundless agility.

Because of her fair skin, the scar on her neck looked even more shocking.

Ye Qingyou's fingers gently stroked the scars on her neck.

The fact that he had already hanged himself means that his aunt's scheme had succeeded.

She recalled the mocking tone of the maids when they came in earlier.

Ye Qingyou frowned slightly. It's gotten to this point already; it seems very troublesome.

She searched the house for a long time but couldn't find her cousin Ning Jinyan's letter, which was the only evidence she had.

It's understandable that she isn't now; she was framed by her aunt. If she framed her, how did she end up with evidence against her?