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

It's just that my mother died somewhat unjustly; she wasn't allowed to have a different fate, nor was she allowed to make room for the young lady.

The more Tang Huan thought about it, the colder and colder her expression became.

"Huan'er!"

Luo Hanshuang reached out and grabbed Tang Huan, her eyes filled with reproach.

They were pleading for her; they didn't want Mei San Niang to die.

If saying a few humble words can save Mei San Niang from death, then what harm is there in being humble?

"Hahaha--"

At this moment, Park Chung-yoo couldn't help but laugh.

"General!?"

She called out to Bai Lingye, who was standing to the side.

"Um!?"

Bai Lingye responded.

"I really don't know how someone like this managed to get to the position of deputy general."

Park Chung-yoo said coldly.

"Shut up! What right do you have to talk about our young lady? You're a piece of trash!"

Tang Huan couldn't hold back any longer and started yelling at Park Chung-yoo.

Park Chung-yoo didn't say anything else, but his gaze toward Bai Lingye was somewhat meaningful.

Bai Lingye didn't speak, but gave Tang Huan a deep look.

Tang Huan was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, trembling.

"Originally, seeing what Mei San Niang said, I thought that whether the general used torture or not was pretty much up to Mei San Niang. But seeing how agitated the two of them are now, it might really be related to them."

Park Chung-yoo directly targeted the two people kneeling on the ground.

"Madam, you are really overthinking it."

Luo Hanshuang's eyes were unpredictable, and her gaze towards Pu Qingyou became even colder.

"General, what do you think?!"

Park Chung-yoo didn't even look at Luo Han-shuang, and directly asked Bai Ling-ye beside him.

“Mei San Niang maliciously murdered the Madam, and she deserves to die. No one is to plead for her. I see that you two have both made some contributions, so I'll let it go this time. Get out!”

After Bai Lingye finished speaking coldly, Luo Hanshuang deliberately restrained her expression, and her gaze towards Bai Lingye became somewhat fixed.

"go out!"

Seeing that the two of them had not made any move, Bai Lingye shouted again.

"Yes!" Luo Hanshuang replied and stood up.

When she got up, she looked at Tang Huan beside her.

Tang Huan stubbornly stood there, but Luo Hanshuang pulled her out.

Even after they left, the mockery on Park Chung-yoo's face never faded.

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you an answer."

After a pause, Bai Lingye said this.

"Shouldn't it be?"

Park Chung-yoo frowned as she looked at him.

"should!!"

Bai Lingye nodded slightly and stood up.

"I have some things to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."

"Okay, I'm still injured, so I won't see you off."

Park Chung-yoo said politely.

"Take good care of yourself."

Bai Lingye waved his hand and then got up and left.

After Bai Lingye left, Pu Qingyou went back to bed, drew the curtains, and began cultivating.

After cultivating for an hour, she felt that her wounds were healing, perhaps because Lu Mingyuan's wound medicine had improved.

"Miss, are you resting?"

Pink came in, and looking at the closed curtains, she asked a question.

"no!"

Park Chung-yoo reached out and lifted the curtain, gesturing for Fen Dai to come over.

"Miss, don't worry, this medicine was prepared by me personally. There will be absolutely no problem."