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

"Ouch——"

Although Musen couldn't understand what they were saying, he could still sense the atmosphere.

He could sense Yu Dongchen's love for Qingyou.

"Second brother, are you happy?"

"Ouch!"

The two, one human and one wolf, continued to use a language that neither could understand.

Qingyou stood to the side watching their interaction and couldn't help but laugh.

Yu Dongchen stayed there and chatted with them for a while before leaving.

After he left, Qingyou sat back down on the bed and continued her cultivation.

The next morning, she took her dowry and went directly to the main room.

"Miss, Madam is not feeling well!"

The maid was somewhat frightened, standing there trembling as she looked at Qingyou.

"is it?"

Qingyou smiled slightly and handed the dowry list in her hand to the maid.

"I think she'll be even more upset later, and I'll make her spit out all of my mother's things."

Once the maid took the list, Qingyou left with ease.

The maidservant steeled herself and took the form inside.

She dared not say aloud what Qingyou had just told her.

"Madam, Miss says she wants you to prepare her dowry."

After the maid finished speaking, she respectfully handed over the item in her hand.

"what?"

Since things had already turned sour, Shui Xuewei stopped talking nonsense with Qingyou.

I don't want to waste any more time talking to her; out of sight, out of mind.

But now, she thought Dou Qingyou was dead and had long since taken the princess's dowry as her own.

Now that Dou Qingyou is getting married, not only should we replenish all the items on the dowry list for her, but we should also prepare a full dowry for her.

After all, she was a princess sent for a political marriage. The court said nice things, but in reality, it was their own family that had to handle everything.

Thinking of all this, Shui Xuewei also panicked, feeling that all the things she had worked so hard for over the past ten years had been done by Dou Qingyou.

But I can't leave her without these things.

Going against her would mean going against the entire Yong'an Prince's Mansion. He is no match for her now, nor does he dare to be.

Thinking of all this, Shui Xuewei's expression became even more fierce.

Suddenly, she felt a wet sensation beneath her.

"Slap-slap-slap—"

She stood up and slapped the maids who were serving her on the side several times.

After the maid was beaten, she had no choice but to endure it.

"Come with me to the warehouse!"

After washing herself clean, Shui Xuewei took a deep breath and left with her maids.

The maids following behind Shui Xuewei dared not breathe and could only follow her out step by step.

Because Shui Xuewei is currently unwell and has nowhere to vent her anger, she basically takes it out on the maids.

So... even though her maidservants carefully covered her face with makeup, those scars were still visible.

Qingyou doesn't care about any of that now; she knows she'll definitely be able to handle it.

Once she's sorted all this out, she'll be pretty much scared out of her wits.

Days passed by one by one.

Despite her headache, Shui Xuewei prepared all these items and locked them away in a separate storeroom.