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

Song Jinling's side stories 1, 2, and 3.

Premature birth means the baby is born weak.

As she grew up, her health wasn't very good. She was always taking medicine from a young age, and none of her siblings dared to mess with her, for fear of upsetting her and causing trouble.

When she grew up... even after she reached marriageable age, her parents never arranged a marriage for her.

She knew that her future marriage would definitely be one where she was neither good enough for a high-status person nor good enough for a low-status one.

Those who are too low-class are looked down upon by their parents, and those who are too high-class... probably wouldn't even look at someone like her.

If she hadn't met Lü Zhiting, she felt that her life would have been pretty much over.

After meeting Lü Zhiting, I realized what it felt like to have a very loud heartbeat.

I never knew blushing could feel like it was on fire.

It turns out... there are many "it turns out"...

I originally thought that a relationship between them was practically impossible.

Unexpectedly, they ended up together, something that probably no one would believe if told.

The mother felt that as long as he treated her well and she wasn't mistreated, and as long as she was happy, that was enough.

She married him; perhaps she was the worst-off woman in the entire household to marry into.

At least those half-sisters all married scholars or officials, so they all had some talent or reputation.

After she got married, these women seemed to feel sorry for her.

She was married to a merchant, and as a merchant's wife, she was naturally compared to the wives of scholars and officials.

Every time she went back to her parents' home for some reason, they would look at her with extremely pitying eyes.

This day is Chinese New Year.

It was also her first year after getting married. When she returned home, her younger sisters all looked at her with such pity.

Song Jinling simply smiled slightly, for life is like drinking water; only the person drinking knows whether it's hot or cold.

Only you yourself truly know what kind of life you have.

She knows what she wants and what she needs, and she doesn't care what others say about her.

As long as I know the truth, I have a clear conscience.

"Sister, how are you now?"

My half-sister, who was married off to a scholar, will be getting married at the beginning of the year.

After all, Madam Song treated them all very well and did not mistreat their marriages. They all found suitable husbands, and even if they were not the best, they were still much better off than their elder sister.

"Yes!"

The eldest sister, who had married out earlier, also frowned and asked, as she was also born out of wedlock.

Similarly, it was also mentioned that Song Jinling's health was poor, given her family's financial situation.

If that's not good enough, then wouldn't it be better to be a common scholar or a licentiate?

She was married before, and now she is the wife of a low-ranking official.

My sister is really like this...

Sisters, we are all speaking out for her.

"I'm fine!"

Song Jinling was helpless. Was marrying into a wealthy family really the only way to be truly good?

The other sisters looked at Song Jinling and were surprised to find that she seemed to be in better health than when she was at home, with skin as shiny as pearls.

She wore her hair in a flying fairy bun, and her head was adorned with pink pearl ornaments—a style I've never seen before.

The clothes she was wearing had soft fox fur on the collar and cuffs.

It was bright red, and it looked very festive and endearing.