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

This body is really quite delicate.

I only hit it once, and it's still sore now.

"Miss, let's go back!"

Xin'er walked to Lian Qingyou's side and reached out to support her.

Shuangran, who was standing to the side, quickly put the things away with one hand.

"I didn't realize you two were so strong!"

Lian Qingyou said with a smile.

"We are maids in a military general's household!"

Xin'er smiled with pride.

Shuangran quickly reached out and tugged at Xin'er's sleeve.

Xin'er paused for a moment, then shut her mouth and said nothing.

"You don't need to act like this in front of me. I was blind before!"

Lian Qingyou was still smiling.

The original owner was indeed somewhat blind.

At first, she was the mysterious Prince Jun Moxie, but later, in a moment of desperation, she married Shen Qianye.

She really wanted to live a serious life with Shen Qianye, but who would have thought that Shen Qianye would turn out to be this kind of person.

A heart was simply thrown into the sea.

Shen Qianye came from a family of scholars and poets, so she abandoned her own martial arts training and instead focused on learning those cloying verses.

He also forbade the maids from discussing martial arts, because Shen Qianye disliked it. He said that such things were only done by brutes.

Actually, thinking about it... the original owner was really a heartless person.

For the sake of a man, she actually looked down on her own background and her family.

So what if they're brutes? If it weren't for these brutes, where would this country find peace?

"Miss, you shouldn't talk about yourself like that!"

Xin'er quickly spoke up to stop her.

Back inside the house, Xin'er and Shuangran helped Lian Qingyou with her washing and dressing before leaving.

Lian Qingyou doesn't like having anyone serve her.

Previously, it was because every time they had sex, she would end up covered in bruises, so gradually she became very disgusted with this kind of thing happening.

Of course, it would be better if Lian Qingyou didn't have this habit now.

She sat on the bed and began practicing the internal energy cultivation method.

As soon as she started cultivating, she was surprised to find that the original owner actually had a foundation.

There is also a kind of energy in the dantian.

It's likely that even the family possesses internal cultivation techniques, and since the original owner was a woman, her usual learning of things was merely for physical fitness.

Fortunately, the original owner had disciples who practiced martial arts. After just one night of cultivation, by dawn, she felt a significant difference.

Even when I get out of bed, my steps feel incredibly light.

She got out of bed, went to grind ink, and wrote a letter by hand.

This letter was written to my mother.

I wrote a lot of things.

She briefly wrote down what had happened there, and also wrote down what she would do next.

In short, as long as Mother gives some of her own people some to use, that's fine!

She folded the letter carefully, waiting for Shuangran and the others to arrive.

She then had Shuangran put the letter away.

After breakfast, Lian Qingyou sent Shuangran back home.

She sat back on the bed and continued practicing her internal energy cultivation techniques.

Xin'er sat outside, pacing back and forth, extremely worried.

By noon, Shuangran still hadn't returned, and Xin'er's heart was pounding with anxiety.

Just then, a large group of people walked in from outside.

The leader was a beautifully dressed woman, who appeared to be in her thirties and was exceptionally beautiful.