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

Before seven months had passed, Princess Zhaoyang announced that she had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl. Since Princess Zhaoyang married into the family, the heir of Marquis Anyuan dismissed all the concubines in the mansion. The family was filled with deep affection and loyalty. People outside all envied Princess Anyang for marrying such a good man.

The two lived happily ever after, and at this time, everyone seemed to have forgotten that a year ago, the heir of the Marquis of Anyuan seemed to be showing deep affection to another woman.

People are generally forgetful, so who still remembers Han Qingyou, with her bright eyes, white teeth, and seemingly gentle demeanor?

Han Qingyou opened her eyes, pinched her brow, and thought, "This is another story about a scumbag stepping on someone to get ahead. It's so frustrating."

When she woke up, it was just before the Han family's downfall. Qingyou mentally calculated her current situation. The Han family had not yet fallen, and Prince Anyuan was still treating her like an ancestor. This situation was very advantageous for what she was going to do next.

In matters of state, he can still assist his father.

As for the original owner's wishes, she didn't want the Han family to decline, and she wanted to crush the scumbag man to pieces, divorce him, and then marry into a high-class family.

Hearing the original owner's wish, Han Qingyou felt a little annoyed. You want to punish the scum? Fine.

Having traveled through so many storylines, while she might not excel at other things, Han Qingyou is quite adept at taking down scumbags.

That's really no problem at all. Divorce is also an option. As long as the Han family stands strong and is no longer harmed by that despicable person, that's something that can move me to tears.

She got divorced... and now she's going to marry into a wealthy family again? What kind of nonsense is this?!

However, she will try her best to fulfill any request, no matter what it may be.

Han Qingyou pinched the bridge of her nose, sat up, and felt a wave of discomfort.

My head hurts a little, and my body feels really weak.

She lowered the curtains and began practicing her internal energy cultivation techniques.

At first, there was a sluggishness, and Han Qingyou thought that this body was incapable of cultivation. Finally, when she was drenched in sweat, she found that she could cultivate again.

Han Qingyou's expression also relaxed.

After all, this plot involves some political matters, so internal martial arts skills really can't be neglected.

After cultivating for about half an hour, Han Qingyou heard a male voice coming from outside.

He lay down again, pretending to sleep.

This time, when I closed my eyes, I found that my body felt much more comfortable.

"Where is Madam?" Prince Anyuan asked Jianjia, who was guarding the door, as he returned from court.

Jianjia replied, "Madam isn't feeling well and is taking a nap on the couch..."

"Have you called a doctor to come and take a look?"

Prince Anyuan thoughtfully sent a servant to fetch a doctor as he entered the inner room.

Hearing his question, Qingyou couldn't help but roll her eyes. He really was a master actor! He was quite the convincing faker. She continued to turn her head inward, pretending to be asleep.

"How old are you? Why are you still acting like a child? You don't even know to call a doctor when you're not feeling well!" Prince Anyuan muttered cautiously as he stood to the side, changing his court robes.

Qingyou didn't want to hear Prince Anyuan rambling on like a woman, so she turned her head and pulled back the curtain to look at Prince Anyuan, who was changing into his court robes.

She threw a soft pillow at Prince Anyuan, yelling, "Shut up! You're so noisy! You're like a woman, giving me a headache!!"