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

This person is truly like a fog; you can't see through him no matter what.

She couldn't figure out what had just happened!

He followed Jun Wuyan back to his own palace, where Jun Wuyan prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, Tang Qingyou still clearly understood that Jun Wuyan had brought her back.

This warm and cozy atmosphere only lasted for a short while.

Because after Jun Wuyan took two steps, he paused and turned back around.

"Uh……"

Tang Qingyou saw him suddenly turn his head back and suddenly felt a strong sense of uncertainty.

"Looking at the tree and standing on it just now, I saw such a beautiful view. I'm sure my beloved consort has some thoughts on it. Why don't you write down your thoughts for me to see?"

After saying that, Jun Wuyan left like a gust of wind... and disappeared...

Tang Qingyou was left dumbfounded.

Tang Qingyou stood there, blinking her eyes.

She didn't mishear, did she?

She looked at a tree, then climbed a tree, and then, after just a short while, she was asked to write a review.

Hahaha!

She's so drunk!

The tyrant issued the order, and Consort Qingyou still dared not disobey.

It would be bad if we angered the tyrant, or if we unleashed all his latent violent tendencies.

Tang Qingyou returned to her bedchamber and asked a palace maid to bring her writing materials. She then began racking her brains to write her reflections.

First, it describes how beautiful the trees are, and then it uses this to praise the king, Jun Wuyan.

A thousand words is already a bit too much.

Finally, after finishing writing, Tang Qingyou felt that she still had a little bit of unfinished business.

She immediately put down her pen and stretched.

"Feimo, once this ink dries, send it to the Imperial Study!"

After Tang Qingyou finished speaking, she washed her hands and prepared to take a nap.

Get up and eat!

By the time Tang Qingyou went to sleep, her review of the film had completely dried. She rolled it up without ink and planned to send it to the Imperial Study.

But after taking only two steps, Qianmo bumped into him, holding a cup of tea in her hand.

Seeing this, Fei Mo was afraid that Bai would get the painting in her hands wet, so she quickly held it up.

However, the two still bumped into each other, and Fei Mo's clothes got wet.

The tea in her hand was still scalding hot.

"sorry!"

Qianmo apologized repeatedly, took the scroll of paper from Feimo's hand, and then quickly had a palace maid help Feimo undress.

"Oh dear, these blisters have formed. Quickly, get two ice cubes to apply a cold compress, then use a silver needle to prick them and apply some white flower oil."

Qianmo gave instructions to the palace maids to do their work, and then helped Feimo to sit on a soft couch.

She looked at Fei Mo's chest, which was red and had a small blister, and instantly felt apologetic.

"Sister Fei Mo, I'm so sorry!"

With red eyes, Qianmo apologized repeatedly.

Fei Mo had grown up with Qian Mo, and both of them had grown up with Tang Qingyou since they were little.

She knew Qianmo very well, so she still trusted Qianmo a lot in this matter.

She definitely didn't do it on purpose.

Although it was a little unpleasant, it wasn't intentional, so she didn't say anything more.