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

She always thought that with her older sister gone, her status should be elevated.

But no matter what, she can't change the fact that she was born out of wedlock.

"Hey--"

Lian Yuwei sighed and didn't say anything more.

I just hope that Lian Biyu won't go too far.

Understand your own responsibilities.

After several busy days, all the chrysanthemum wine has finally been brewed.

Lian Qingyou sat inside the room and began to listen to the information Xin'er had gathered about Jun Moxie.

Besides what she herself knew, Jun Moxie had a serious illness when she was a child.

After waking up, he lost his memory. Later, Elder Yideng of Wanfu Temple chanted sutras for him for a long time, and he was completely cured.

Jun Moxie dislikes being in crowds, doesn't like interacting with too many people, and doesn't like people getting close to him.

He enjoys reading and good food; he is a person of refined character and noble character.

These are all common knowledge. She asked Xin'er to take the money and go out to inquire about what were supposedly some secrets.

Some of these questions were asked of the maids in other mansions; these kinds of things were most often passed around among wealthy families.

Therefore, desirability is still very important.

"Alright, you can read it now!"

Lian Qingyou took a sip of tea and gestured for Xin'er to speak.

"Yes!"

Xin'er nodded slightly.

Although she couldn't quite understand why the young lady suddenly wanted information about the prince.

"It is said that the prince's childhood amnesia was caused by falling from the artificial hill, and it seems to be a problem with the current emperor as well..."

Xin'er spoke mysteriously, and towards the end, she lowered her voice considerably.

"Ok!"

Lian Qingyou nodded slightly.

"continue!"

"However, it seems that His Majesty and Your Highness have a very good relationship now. Perhaps it's because Your Highness is just a casual prince. I heard that His Majesty wants Your Highness to get married, but Your Highness has always been unwilling."

After Xin'er finished speaking, she put away the note from China.

"Gone?"

Lian Qingyou asked her.

"Yes, that's all!"

Xin'er nodded, looking at Lian Qingyou in a daze.

"Don't you have his usual routes, places he likes to go, or anything like that?"

Lian Qingyou was really puzzled; what kind of nonsense was this person asking about?

"It's common knowledge that His Highness likes to go to Wanfu Temple. And there's a tea stall on the way to Wanfu Temple. Although it's just a small stall, His Highness enjoys drinking tea there every day."

Xin'er noticed that her mistress seemed very dissatisfied with what she had found out.

He quickly tried to make amends.

"This is enough!"

Lian Qingyou nodded.

She got up immediately.

"Miss, where are you going!?"

Xin'er quickly followed.

"Let's go to Wanfu Temple!!"

In autumn, the grass stretches to the horizon, though some areas still show a hint of yellow.

It adds a sense of beauty.

In the distance, the mountains rise and fall, and the trees on them are lush and green.

Lian Qingyou drew the curtains and sat back down in the carriage.

"Miss, would you like some tea?"

Xin'er sat beside her and asked.

"No, I'm not drinking! Let's go to that tea stall later!"

Lian Qingyou spoke with her eyes closed, her fingers gently tapping on the window frame to one side.

Xin'er looked at the pre-Qingming Longjing tea in her hand with great puzzlement, then silently put the teapot away and placed it in the shelf to the side.