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

"Pah, you're really useless!"

The person on top of her, seeing that she had fainted, spat and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

He had probably already fainted, and he had lost interest.

He pulled up his pants, put on his shoes that had fallen on the carpet, and went out with a frustrated expression.

"Miss……"

At this moment, two more maids walked in from outside. They saw Ji Qingyou lying on the bed.

There were red marks on his neck and overlapping handprints on his face.

His clothes were torn to shreds, and his lower body was in a terrible state.

"Now that Miss is married, she should be called Young Mistress, so why call her Miss anymore!"

Another maid, seeing Ji Qingyou's current appearance, with her eyes also red, still spoke up to stop the other maid.

"Sister Shuangran, I understand, the young mistress..."

Xin'er cried incoherently, her face filled with sorrow.

"Alright, go and ask the maids to bring in the medicinal bath for the young mistress!"

Shuangran frowned as she looked at Xin'er and gave her instructions.

"Yes, Sister Shuangran!"

Xin'er nodded quickly and went out.

Shuangran then removed all of Ji Qingyou's torn clothes.

After the maids brought in the bath tub, Ji Qingyou was then immersed in it. The water in the tub was dark and smelled strongly of medicine.

Ji Qingyou's skin was snow-white, like solidified cream.

Perhaps it was because of her state that she appeared so delicate and fragile.

Shuangran dismissed everyone else. She and Xin'er waited until Ji Qingyou had soaked for about the right amount of time before helping her out of the bathtub.

They then applied some ointment to her body.

They waited until the ointment was completely dry before dressing her in clean, comfortable underwear.

Everything on the bed has been completely replaced.

Xin'er brought in two more pots of fresh flowers before she and Shuangran went out together.

The two sat on the soft couch in the outer room, waiting for Ji Qingyou to wake up.

"Sister Shuangran, I really feel indignant on behalf of our young lady!"

Xin'er's eyes were red.

"Xin'er!"

Frost-stained rebukes her coldly.

Xin'er stopped talking, and both of them looked very sad.

So what if they're so resentful? Miss is the legitimate daughter of a noble family, so this is considered a marriage below her station.

She thought she had married her ideal husband, but little did she know he was a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Not only are they cold-hearted and heartless, but they are also incredibly perverted when it comes to sex.

This is truly disgusting.

The young lady was pampered and spoiled, so naturally she wouldn't tell anyone about such a thing.

In addition, the young lady is also quite proud. As a legitimate daughter, marrying into such a family is worse than marrying a concubine's daughter.

So no matter how bad it was, she just swallowed it down, even if it was blood.

Act as if nothing ever happened.

At this moment, Ji Qingyou, who was lying on the bed, slightly opened her eyes.

She was still lying in bed, still from the same perspective she had come from, but the person on top of her was gone.

Ji Qingyou didn't even move before she felt a sharp pain all over her body.

My neck was burning, and my genitals were also burning.

She lay there for a while and then felt much better.

Perhaps it was because of the ointment, but the discomfort gradually subsided.