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

Upon seeing Feng Qingyou approach, Consort Shui smiled sweetly.

Feng Qingyou glanced at her indifferently and nodded slightly.

“A few days ago, my family sent over a black chrysanthemum, and I specially invited my sister to come and admire it.”

Consort Shui walked to her side and respectfully took her hand.

"Mo Ju?"

Feng Qingyou nodded.

"I also prepared a crab feast."

Consort Shui continued speaking with a smile.

"Your Highness must not eat this crab."

Granny Li walked behind and whispered something.

"Oh, look at my memory, I forgot that Princess is pregnant. I cooked a fish porridge that Princess can eat. I heard from my sister-in-law that eating fish is very good for the baby when you are pregnant."

Consort Shui's eyes flickered slightly, then she smiled again.

"Consort Shui is truly thoughtful."

Feng Qingyou said ambiguously that Consort Shui's intention was to get rid of her child.

What I don't know is what the scene is like today.

Consort Shui harbored treacherous schemes, yet wore a radiant smile as she led Feng Qingyou to a pavilion on the water.

The windows of this pavilion are all made of stained glass, and when the sunlight shines on them, they shimmer and sparkle.

The floor inside was covered with thick carpets, which felt soft underfoot, like walking on clouds.

In the middle was a sandalwood table, and on the table was a pot of black chrysanthemums.

"Princess, please have a seat!"

Consort Shui even had thick, soft cushions placed on the stool, fully demonstrating her thoughtfulness.

Feng Qingyou sat down, her gaze involuntarily drawn to the black chrysanthemums before her.

The deep purple is rich yet not heavy, gorgeous yet lively.

With its slender rhizome and large flower head, this black chrysanthemum is a top-grade variety.

"Your Highness can also drink this chrysanthemum tea."

As she spoke, Qingyan brought over two teacups.

Feng Qingyou looked at the white porcelain cup in front of her. The chrysanthemums inside had already been steeped and were crystal clear, along with black goji berries and two red dates.

It looks beautiful and has a pleasant fragrance.

Qingzhi brought out the crabs again. Since Feng Qingyou couldn't eat crabs, they were placed on the side of the water concubine.

"Hurry up and bring up the fish porridge I specially made for Princess Consort."

Consort Shui hurriedly gave instructions to the maids beside her.

Before long, Qingyan brought a bowl to Feng Qingyou.

The fish meat was stewed until it was completely tender and blended into the porridge. It had no fishy smell, but rather a faint, pleasant fragrance.

It was so tempting that if it weren't for the fact that it was served by Consort Shui, Feng Qingyou would definitely have eaten it all.

"Sister—you're eating!?"

Consort Shui was eating the crab roe that the maid had picked out for her when she noticed that Feng Qingyou wasn't eating any of it.

A wave of displeasure washed over her. The whole scheme had been set up, and she had been so obedient all this time, yet Feng Qingyou... was still so stubborn.

"Princess...you don't think I would harm you, do you!?"

Consort Shui was displeased and deliberately spoke.

"Yes!"

Feng Qingyou smiled and nodded.

At this moment, Consort Huanshui was no longer calm. She had just opened her mouth to eat when she heard Feng Qingyou say this, and she was stunned.