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

“I have no enemies… Someone wants to kill me… It must be related to Hua Yan. When she was my maid, I sensed that she liked my fiancé! You must be one of her suitors in the capital! I heard that the Prince of Nan’an, the Great General, and the Divine Physician are all very fond of her… You know martial arts, so it must be that General Qiu Zifan.”

Lu Qingyou spoke slowly, but there was actually one more important point that she hadn't mentioned yet.

Ordinary people should know about propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame; at the very least, their values ​​should be correct!

He was a brave and skilled general, and most importantly... he was previously a vicious bandit who was reorganized. Because of his bloodlust, he killed ten Tartars at once, making him extremely powerful. This is how someone who was a bandit before became a general.

It's precisely because he used to be a bandit that he could do such a shameless thing.

"Slap. Slap. Slap—"

Qiu Zifan suddenly laughed, and his eyes narrowed.

"I really didn't expect you to be so smart. You must have had some of my daughter Yan'er's help before. Under her influence, you do have some intelligence."

As Qiu Zifan said this, his eyes still gleamed. Upon hearing this, it was clear that he was still a die-hard fan of Hua Yan.

They've gone completely mad.

"I have no grudge against you, why do you want to kill me?!"

"I asked Lü Qingyou."

“You have no grudge against me, but you are blocking Xiao Yan’er’s path. Xiao Yan’er likes Feng Xuan Yi, but Feng Xuan Yi is engaged. Even the emperor cannot issue an edict. So only when you die can Xiao Yan’er live the life she wants.”

As Qiu Zifan spoke, his gaze towards Lü Qingyou still held a surge of anger.

Lü Qingyou listened and chuckled.

"You like her so much, are you just going to stand by and watch her run into another man's arms?"

Lü Qingyou asked again.

"You're just an ordinary person, what do you know about it?"

A hint of annoyance flashed in Qiu Zifan's eyes.

"The deepest love is not possession, but the desire for her well-being. I want her to be well... so I'm willing to become one of those demons to smooth over all her troubles..."

Qiu Zifan flipped his hand over, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

The snow-white blade gleamed in the candlelight.

"Help! Help!"

Lü Qingyou jumped out of the window and then screamed at the top of her lungs.

Qiu Zifan's expression remained unchanged, and the mocking smile on his lips grew even stronger.

It was as if he had already decided that Lü Qingyou was destined to die by his blade, and that her current inner turmoil would ultimately lead to her demise.

The cold smile on his lips became increasingly clear.

"I want you to leave at midnight, and I won't keep you until dawn!"

Lu Qingyou jumped down from the high window, twisting her ankle in the process, and felt a sharp pain in her ankle.

She looked around, but there was only silence. Clearly, her cry for help had been useless.

"Heh... I've drugged everyone in this manor. Do you think anyone will come to your rescue?"

Qiu Zifan jumped out from inside, his long sword pointing directly at Lü Qingyou.

Lu Qingyou looked at him with a cold expression. Damn it, was he really going to die?