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

Ye Qingyou didn't say anything, she just glanced at them indifferently.

From what that woman just said, it's clear that Madam Li is definitely involved in this matter.

It's just a mystery how this couple could bear to sell their son like that.

"He will surely die before an incense stick has burned!"

Ye Qingyou glanced at the man in the woman's arms and said something indifferently.

"Please, miracle doctor, save this person quickly! I'll pay any price!"

Upon hearing that her son was about to die, the woman dared not say anything more and immediately knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Twenty thousand taels!"

After Ye Qingyou finished speaking, she instructed the servant to take the man into the mansion.

As the servant carried her son inside, the lady sobbed and prepared to follow.

But the servant stopped them.

"You're rescuing people, why won't you let others in?!"

"The Prime Minister's residence is not a place you can just walk into!"

The servant lifted his eyelids and gave a cold laugh.

The woman was speechless for a moment, then stubbornly insisted, "I paid silver, twenty thousand taels!"

As the woman spoke, she felt another pang of heartache.

"Then you don't have to spend any money!"

Ye Qingyou frowned slightly, then turned around and glanced at her sideways.

The woman was immediately startled and quickly dodged to the side.

Ye Qingyou had the man placed in a servant's room, and then had Dailu place the brocade box on the table, draw a talisman, and stick it on the man's face.

Once it was fully absorbed, he called Dailu in, tidied up the brocade box, and then went out.

"Don't let them out until they hand over the 20,000 taels of silver!"

Ye Qingyou walked to the door and spoke softly to the servant beside her.

"Yes!"

The servant nodded repeatedly.

After Ye Qingyou left, the servant proudly told the people around him that the young mistress had spoken to him.

Ye Qingyou left the servants' quarters and went with Qian Lingye to Tang Mulian's side to explain the situation before leaving.

After treating someone's illness, Ye Qingyou went back and took a bath as usual.

After Ye Qingyou finished washing up, Qian Lingye also took a bath.

The two lay down on the bed together, and Qian Lingye sighed softly.

"Why are you sighing?"

Ye Qingyou asked aloud.

"I'm just marveling at how I've done so well to have a wife like you."

Qianling sighed again.

"You must have done something good in your past life!"

Ye Qingyou spoke with a hint of a smile in her voice.

"I think so!"

Qianlingye nodded repeatedly.

“Qingyou…”

After a moment of silence, Qian Lingye spoke again.

"Ok?"

"Let's consummate our marriage after this is all over!"

As soon as Qian Lingye said those words, his face turned bright red.

He was somewhat relieved; thankfully it was nighttime and he had said those words in the dark, otherwise he would have been very embarrassed.

"it is good!"

Ye Qingyou responded.

"Go to sleep!"

Having received a response, Qianlingye felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

He Qianlingye, what virtue or ability did he possess to be able to marry such a good wife?

He used to resent his father, because of him he was forced to become a spoiled brat.