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

Consort Shui has been quiet in the mansion for some time now, and the round fan that was promised has been embroidered and sent over.

Feng Qingyou didn't want to see her, so he excused her from paying her respects.

Since their marriage, Mo Liancheng has never visited Consort Shui again.

Consort Shui had originally hoped to run into Mo Liancheng during her visit to pay her respects.

But now Feng Qingyou isn't even giving her that chance.

Consort Shui was seething with hatred. She felt very unbalanced. Why hadn't the prince fallen in love with her even though she had been in the manor for two years?

She had only been married for a month when the prince became obsessed with her, and it was unclear what kind of seductive and despicable methods he had used.

Of course, he only said these things to himself behind his back.

More than half a month later, news came that Feng Qingyou was pregnant, and Consort Shui tore a handkerchief in her hand.

Her originally gentle face now bore a ferocious expression.

That damn Feng Qingyou, why is she so lucky?

"Your Majesty...now that the Princess Consort is pregnant, isn't this a great opportunity for you?!"

Qingyan said with a smile.

"What a great opportunity!!"

Consort Shui was still angry because Feng Qingyou was pregnant, but when she heard Qingyan say this, she was stunned.

"If she gets pregnant, she can't have sex for ten months. How can a man like the Prince endure that? We don't have any other concubines or mistresses in our household... And Your Highness is so beautiful. You won't have to worry about the Prince not coming to you!"

With each word Qingyan spoke, Consort Shui's expression grew increasingly pleasant.

In the end, all that remained on her face was a gentle smile.

"And... this woman's childbirth is like stepping into the gates of hell with one foot in the grave. Who knows if she can even give birth to this child!?"

Aokiji, who was standing to the side, also spoke up.

Hearing these words, Consort Shui's smile became even more captivating.

"There's no need to wait for her to give birth. I'll make sure she can't have children, then she can die."

Consort Shui smiled coldly.

Ten months is far too long; she can't wait any longer.

"My lady..."

Qingyan was surprised that Consort Shui was so impatient and quickly tried to dissuade her.

Consort Shui reached out her hand to stop her from saying what she was about to say.

"Everyone says that the first three months of pregnancy are the most difficult for a woman... I'm going to try it out."

Consort Shui spoke slowly, and walked towards the window. She looked at the crescent moon hanging in the sky above the waterside pavilion.

The moonlight shone down, casting a layer of shimmering light on the lake's surface.

The water shimmered as the wind blew.

Qingyan and Qingzhi exchanged a glance, both seeing the anxiety in each other's eyes.

While some harbored sinister thoughts, Feng Qingyou remained in a state of astonishment.

She sat on the soft couch, motionless.

One hand was gently stroking her lower abdomen; she was pregnant…

Wow, that was fast!

"Your Majesty, now that you are pregnant, you must be even more careful."

Granny Li started her usual ramblings again, but she was also very happy for the princess, saying that the two were so in love that they had a child so quickly.

"Ok, I know!"

Feng Qingyou nodded.

"A person like Consort Shui wouldn't just sit and wait to die."

Granny Li poured her a cup of tea.

"Ah."

Feng Qingyou watched the red dates swirling in the water in her teacup, the smile on her lips never fading.