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

"Second sister, don't cry. If your eyes are swollen, you won't look good when you go to other people's houses."

Feng Qingyou looked at her gently again.

Feng Yunyao had only cried a couple of times out of embarrassment and anger; she had no intention of actually letting her eyes swell. So, she wiped away her tears and ignored Feng Qingyou.

Feng Qingyou smiled as she looked at her, but inwardly she was thinking, with such low intelligence and emotional intelligence, if she hadn't been reborn and met a fool like Feng Qingyou...

She herself could die hundreds of times over.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

They soon arrived at the Marquis of Tai's residence. As soon as they got out of the carriage, Madam Song noticed the strange thing between Feng Qingyou and Feng Yunyao.

However, now was not the time to talk, so he decided to go back and ask the maid who was serving him properly.

After meeting the Dowager Lady of Taiguo with Madam Song and some other elders, Ye Zhulian, the eldest daughter of the Taiguo Marquis's mansion, led her to a warm pavilion.

Inside the warm pavilion were mostly young ladies from prominent families in the capital.

The Feng family has a marriage agreement with the Eighth Prince and also with the Prince of Cheng, so they are naturally the object of everyone's admiration.

Both Feng Qingyou and Feng Yunqian were surrounded by young ladies.

Only Feng Yunyao was alone; the handkerchief in her hand was almost crumpled.

Why is her status still the same even after being reborn? And are all these people blind?

"Is this the second young lady of the Feng family, Feng Yunqian?"

Suddenly, a fiery figure walked in through the door, wearing a bright red riding outfit, with only a red gemstone pinning his jet-black hair.

Her figure is... well, it's quite alluring.

"Sister Mi'er, you're here too!"

Ye Zhulian ran over with a joyful expression. At this moment, most of the girls in the room were gathered around Sister Mi'er.

"Miss Ouyang..."

Feng Yunqian looked at the fiery figure that had come before her and nodded slightly.

She felt a little bittersweet. Everyone envied her good fortune, having been chosen as the Eighth Prince's consort since childhood.

But two days ago, his father told him that the young lady of the Ouyang family, disguised as a man, had a chance encounter with the Eighth Prince. The two got into a fight, and the Eighth Prince tore open the young lady's clothes, so he had to take responsibility.

In fact, the Ouyang family held a very high position, but since the position of the Eighth Prince's consort had already been decided, she could only be a concubine.

"The third young lady of the Feng family is indeed breathtakingly beautiful."

Ouyang Mi looked at Feng Yunqian in surprise, her mouth slightly agape. This was the woman the Eighth Prince had been longing for.

"I wouldn't dare, Miss Ouyang is also very dashing."

Even though Feng Yunqian was very uncomfortable inside, she remained extremely calm on the surface.

The young girls inside all knew about this matter and watched as the Eighth Prince's two prospective consorts clashed head-on.

Feng Yunyao stood to one side, secretly smiling.

When I was reborn, the plot changed. Originally, the Eighth Prince only doted on his younger sister, but now he suddenly has a concubine.

Sigh, her life isn't easy either. It's much better to be the Prince Cheng of Feng Qingyou, so I must take him away.

Feng Qingyou looked at the women in the room, each with a bright smile on their face and youthful beauty, yet they were arguing because of the men around them.

There's no way around it; this is the inner quarters of the household.

Her gaze swept over the crowd and settled on Feng Yunyao's face, a gloating smile playing on her lips.