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

This idea is absolutely terrible.

"Qianmo, you may leave!"

Madam Tang's spirits instantly plummeted. She herself had been overjoyed by the words of a mere maid.

Putting aside the fact that if the tyrant discovers their crime of deceiving the emperor, they will all suffer a terrible death.

Even considering Qingyou's status as a cousin, it's difficult for her to find a suitable family to marry into.

Everyone knows she's a close cousin, but if you say she's beyond the fifth degree of kinship, no one will take it seriously.

At that time, it will be difficult to find a good family to marry into.

After thinking it through, Madam Tang also felt that this idea had many flaws.

"It's alright, Madam, I will take care of everything on my own."

Qianmo knelt on the ground and calmly said another sentence.

"You can take on everything? What do you think you can take on?"

Tang Qingyou questioned him coldly.

She's such a selfish person, so when things happened, she just walked away, leaving the Tang family as scapegoats.

Therefore, this kind of thing won't happen this time.

Qianmo opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but felt that whatever she said now was unknown, and it didn't seem like a good idea.

"Alright, you can get out now!"

Madam Tang felt a surge of annoyance and waved her hand, not wanting to hear what Qianmo had to say.

Having no other option, Qianmo lowered her head and left.

She walked outside, closed the door, and stood in front of it.

Although she was rejected, there was no sign of disappointment on her face.

While conquering the tyrant is somewhat interesting, this family is simply too cowardly to allow her to take his place in the marriage, and she can't very well force herself to go.

Anyway, following Tang Qingyou would also allow me to enter the palace.

Even without the identity of Miss Tang, the brilliance of this transmigrated woman could still be discovered by the tyrant.

With a smile playing on her lips, Qianmo left again.

Inside the house, Madam Tang still looked worried.

Looking at her expression, Tang Qingyou didn't know how to comfort her.

"Mother, don't worry... Even if I don't get your love, I won't suffer because of Father."

In the end, that was all she could say.

"Ok!"

There's no point in saying anything more now that things have come to this.

It would be better if everyone were happy, just like Qingyou said. Because of the master's influence, the emperor probably wouldn't make her suffer too much.

The two gradually fell silent.

And just like that, Tang Qingyou's marriage to Jun Wuyan was a done deal.

Five months later, Tang Qingyou entered the palace dressed in red.

She sat on the bed, and through the swaying tassels on her head, she could clearly see the main hall she was in.

It's strange, really. Jun Wuyan doesn't have an empress yet, but Tang Qingyou's status is perfectly qualified to be one.

But unfortunately, she was only granted the title of Imperial Concubine.

This identity has sparked much speculation.

After all, serving a ruler is like serving a tiger, especially a ruthless and decisive tyrant like him, who is even more difficult to guard against.

Tang Qingyou was also confused, because as she was not the empress, she could not wear a bright red wedding dress; a peach-colored dress would have been better for her.

Of course, Tang Qingyou didn't care.

She sat there waiting for the tyrant's favor, while her two head maids, Qianmo and Feimo, sat happily to the side.