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

Song Qingyou looked at her and couldn't help but find it amusing that she had stopped trying to hide her expression.

She's a princess. Even if she makes you kneel, so what? You still dare to give her attitude.

She was just a lowly servant girl, and she thought too highly of herself.

"What……"

Yue'er exclaimed in surprise at first, then fell silent.

She was pulled down, and when she reached the door, she turned around slightly.

She gave Song Qingyou a cold look; she wouldn't bother arguing with a dying person.

Song Qingyou naturally didn't miss Yue'er's hateful gaze, but she was definitely not afraid.

Even though Long Aotian is the main male protagonist of this book and has the aura of a male protagonist, he's still weak right now!

Since we're going to be enemies anyway, let's just kick him while he's down.

After finishing her breakfast, Li Qingyou took a stroll in the garden to digest her food.

It seems that her younger brother really favors her.

Such a large mountain, with beautiful scenery and rare and exotic plants in the garden.

After all, it was ancient times, the air was very fresh, and the flora and fauna were very pristine. There were many things that Song Qingyou had never seen.

As I was walking, I suddenly heard a lot of noise behind me.

Song Qingyou frowned and looked behind her.

She had just stood still when she saw a red figure rushing into her arms.

"Princess, they're bullying me!"

A man a head taller than himself lay in his arms in a pretentious manner, and even punched his chest with his hand.

Holy crap, being taken advantage of is one thing, but this really hurts!

Without even looking, Song Qingyou knew that the person who came was a member of her harem, Xiu Se.

"You go away first."

Song Qingyou straightened her face and turned off the color correction.

"Princess, don't you love me anymore?"

Xiu Se watched as she was pushed away, a hint of bitterness on her androgynous face.

Looking at his current state, Song Qingyou barely suppressed the urge to kick him away.

"What happened?"

Song Qingyou looked at the group of men following behind Xiu Se.

The group of men were all quite handsome.

Mo Qingyou thought that if they formed any group like this in modern times, they would easily outshine all the younger girls.

But here, they are her harem, all by herself.

"The steward just distributed a box of jewelry, but Brother Xiu Se insisted on taking more, so we refused."

At this moment, a boy of about ten years old stepped forward from among the group of men and spoke loudly.

Song Qingyou glanced at him, and immediately cursed inwardly.

That damn princess, she doesn't even spare children! But this little boy is quite cute.

As she spoke, she reached out and pinched the boy's cheek, and as she pinched, she started pinching him as well.

"Where is the steward?!"

She shouted again.

"The slave is here!"

As the head steward of the princess's residence, and a handsome middle-aged man, he hurried over upon hearing the princess's summons.

"Here... open the warehouse, one box per person!"

Song Qingyou spoke calmly.

"Yes!"

The steward agreed and hurried off to make preparations.

The men present were all very happy.

Song Qingyou didn't care much about these material possessions. After all, she still had to go to that cultivation realm and hinder the male lead at every turn.

Therefore, everything here can be thrown away at will.