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

Ning Qingyou held a long spear in her hand. Although she had her own thoughts, she also clearly knew that she was the young lady she was talking about.

"Miss, what do we do? We're attacked from both sides."

Mo Ju's tears kept flowing down her face.

"I need to rest a bit more!"

Ning Qingyou only knew that her head was throbbing with pain, and she had inexplicably entered someone else's memories again.

She waved her hand and staggered to sit down on a chair to the side.

Seeing her expression, Mo Ju reached out and wiped away her tears, then stood to the side, not daring to speak again.

Ning Qingyou closed her eyes and quickly absorbed the memories of the woman who had just died in battle.

She was stunningly beautiful and a renowned female warrior, betrothed to the Crown Prince from a young age.

The crown prince ascended the throne at the age of sixteen. At that time, there were internal and external troubles. The crown prince said that he had resolved the affairs of the court, and as for the rest... he would probably have to entrust them to her.

Her family were all brave and skilled generals, but her father and brother were seriously wounded on the battlefield and could no longer go to war.

She listened to the Crown Prince, left the capital, and went to the battlefield to help him conquer the world.

After pacifying the four barbarian tribes, they faced external threats and were engaged in a bloody battle when news arrived from the capital.

All I could think about were these messages and endless resentment.

Sensing this resentment, Ning Qingyou was slightly lost in thought, wondering what he wanted her to do.

Although she couldn't figure it out clearly, she knew that the dead woman harbored a deep resentment; otherwise, she wouldn't have filled this pit with such resentment.

"Miss... Marshal... what should we do now!?"

Mo Ju had just addressed her incorrectly, but upon seeing Ning Qingyou again, she quickly changed her address.

"what to do!?"

Ning Qingyou smiled slightly.

"Return to the capital."

"What!?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Ju's face showed a look of fear.

"Miss, what will happen to the people here if we leave now?!"

Mo Ju frowned, strongly disagreeing with these statements.

"How long will our food supplies last? Since Chi Yuan killed my whole family, he must have spared my life... Even if I don't want to care about him, I think about the people behind me, and I really won't do that! But without food supplies, we can hold out for a month or two, but we will still die... and the people behind us will still die!"

Ning Qingyou looked sharply at Mo Ju.

Mo Ju was shaken by her. Her mistress had changed. Although she used to be cold and aloof, she still had a soft heart. But now, her mistress was different. Everything about her was cold.

Such a woman is terrifying.

On the other hand, she was incredibly convinced, as if only she could have obtained all of this.

"Give the order!!"

Ning Qingyou gave another cold order.

"Yes, miss!"

Mo Ju, with a stern expression, then walked out.

The provisions can last for two months at the border before being sent to one's death, or they can be transported to the capital and let that bastard Chi Yuan die.

After traveling for nearly three months, Ning Qingyou finally led his troops back to the outskirts of the capital. The city gates were tightly locked, and there were many archers stationed on top of them.

Each of them drew their bows and arrows, ready to fire.

Looking at the situation before her, Ning Qingyou smiled slightly.