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

When the heir of Marquis Anyuan heard Han Qingyou's few words, which were full of barbs, he was immediately speechless.

However, thinking about the grand plan and the possibility of moving back in the future, once the Han family is brought down, Han Qingyou will still be at her mercy.

And so, in the blink of an eye, a smile returned to the face of the Marquis of Anyuan.

"There is some good news, but I won't tell you for now. I'll tell you when I've achieved my goal..."

Qingyou raised an eyebrow. "Oh, still keeping it a secret. Could it be that you've taken a fancy to someone's daughter? Want to bring her into the household as a concubine?"

Hearing Qingyou's joking words, Prince Anyuan still had a smile on his face, but he was suddenly startled.

Had his secret meeting with Princess Zhaoyang been discovered? He looked at Han Qingyou with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Han Qingyou smiled slightly, her face showing no other expression, which eased the anxiety of the Marquis of Anyuan's heir.

"Qingyou, do you know what? I love seeing you jealous the most..."

The Marquis of Anyuan laughed again in an instant, thinking that Qingyou was only in the inner quarters, how could she know?

"Come on, let me draw your eyebrows..."

Marquis Anyuan went to the dressing table, took out a sharpened eyebrow pencil from the dressing box, walked up to Qingyou, and eagerly asked her to draw her eyebrows.

"Since you're trying to cheer me up, give it to me, I'll draw it for you... Come on..."

Thinking of the heartless and cruel Prince Anyuan in Han Qingyou's memory, Qingyou suddenly felt like teasing him. She half-dragged and half-pushed Prince Anyuan to sit in front of the bronze mirror.

"Sit still, close your eyes, and don't move!!"

"But……"

The heir of Marquis Anyuan shifted awkwardly. As a grown man, being pushed and forced to sit in front of the dressing mirror was truly very awkward.

"No buts!..."

Qingyou forcefully pressed Prince Anyuan down in front of the mirror. It was just makeup; in modern times, many men could dress up as women. Prince Anyuan's appearance was rather gentle, so dressing him up as a woman would be incredibly easy. Besides, she was deliberately teasing him. Didn't he like acting? Well, she'd play along! It's not like anyone can't act!

Ancient lipsticks and foundations were all natural, but their colors were very limited.

However, even with only two colors, Qingyou could still paint Prince Anyuan into an absolute beauty.

She used a brush to draw thick, Korean-style eyebrows on Prince Anyuan, and then applied makeup. In less than fifteen minutes, Prince Anyuan transformed from a handsome young man into a stunningly beautiful young woman, the kind of modern internet celebrity version.

"Qingyou, are you done drawing?"

Prince Anyuan was very nervous. He could feel Qingyou's cool and slender fingers tracing his face, and he had no idea what kind of mess she would make!

"Alright, you can open your eyes now."

The moment Prince An Yuan opened his eyes and saw such a stunningly beautiful woman in the mirror, he was instantly enraged. "Han Qingyou, what do you mean by this?"

I was just drawing something casually, but now it's turned into this mess. What is it?

For the dignified heir of the Marquis of Anyuan to be turned into a woman, what kind of thing is this?

Seeing that he was being polite, Han Qingyou immediately threw what she was holding onto the ground.