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

Silang stared at Han Qingyou with his large, watery eyes.

"Si Lang, actually your current parents are not the parents you eat. You are actually the son of the current emperor... Back then..."

Han Qingyou didn't know why she was talking to a two- or three-year-old child like this.

However, she felt that Shiro actually understood everything.

She simply told Silang everything she knew in detail.

"Well, I see!"

Shiro's expression showed a slight disappointment for a moment, then he smiled and nodded again.

"Si Lang, you..."

Han Qingyou asked him again, but she didn't know how to ask.

"I just feel a little sad that I won't be able to see my aunt anymore."

Silang smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness in his smile.

Looking at Silang's obedient smile, Han Qingyou felt a pang of pain in her heart.

But she didn't know how to give him anything. She just felt sorry for such a good child, who ended up in the deep inner palace.

Two days later, Han Qingyou escorted Silang to the palace. The emperor originally thought it would take some time for Silang to enter, since he had grown up in the Han family since childhood. Now, to tell him out of the blue that his father was not his father and his mother was not his mother, it would be difficult for such a young child to accept.

He hadn't expected that Han Qingyou was so capable that she could persuade Silang.

On one hand, he was very happy that Shiro was able to return to his side.

On the other hand, she felt a vague sense of jealousy towards her son for being so obedient to her.

"Han Qingyou, what reward do you want?"

The Emperor looked at Han Qingyou standing below and suddenly asked a question.

"reward!?"

Han Qingyou was taken aback. Yes, she had done so much, she was entitled to a reward.

He just wants some reward.

Another wish of the original owner was to marry into a high-ranking family, so how about shamelessly asking the emperor to bestow a marriage upon her?

As Han Qingyou pondered, her eyes began to dart around.

"Yes, a reward. My word is law. Speak!"

Han Qingyou looked at him with a smile, "I want to ask the Emperor to grant us a marriage!"

"A marriage decreed by imperial decree!?"

As the emperor looked at her smiling and saying those words, he suddenly found her smile incredibly irritating.

"Your Majesty, as you know, I am divorced, but I still find that Marquis Anyuan's heir very unpleasant, so... I begged Your Majesty to grant me this marriage. I don't have any requirements, as long as my family background is higher than that of the Princess Zhaoyang!"

Han Qingyou didn't hide anything and directly expressed her true feelings.

"it is good!"

Seeing that Han Qingyou was still making some demands, the Emperor smiled and nodded.

"Then this humble woman thanks Your Majesty!"

Han Qingyou smiled slightly and bowed deeply to the Emperor.

The Emperor looked at Han Qingyou.

In Qingyou's eyes, the Emperor saw a different kind of light. Deep within her gaze were clusters of leaping flames, as if they possessed an inexhaustible life force!

Han Qingyou returned home and continued her cultivation. Although she had been cultivating for several months, who knew if she would encounter someone even more powerful in the future?

Han Qingyou stayed at home for several days, waiting for the Emperor to bestow a marriage upon her.