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

In addition, she also wanted to make a big fuss about it.

Anyway, she didn't want to see that bastard Bai Muyang again before entering the palace.

"Yes!"

Those on patrol all went to the front.

When they entered the house, they found that everyone inside had been drugged and rendered unconscious.

Suddenly, the Prime Minister's residence was in chaos again.

Everyone in the young lady's courtyard was stunned; this was a serious matter.

Their young lady is destined to become the empress in the palace. Wouldn't this kind of thing greatly affect her reputation?

They wouldn't let that happen to her.

In just a short while, everyone in the room was awakened by the smell of a medicinal oil.

The prime minister and his wife also came over.

"Is Qingyou alright?"

Liu Lihua was also very upset. She walked over to Ming Qingyou and reached out to hold her hand.

"I'm fine!"

Ming Qingyou quickly shook her head.

"Sir, tell me, what is this matter?"

Liu Lihua was deeply worried.

"Someone must be unhappy that our family has become royalty!"

In no time, the prime minister father's imagination ran wild, and he instantly envisioned a series of scenarios.

After listening to his father, the prime minister, recount his experiences, Ming Qingyou was deeply shocked. He was indeed cunning.

But... but... that's not how it is! It was clearly Bai Muyang who did it!

"No matter what, we must not let Qingyou get hurt!"

Liu Lihua nodded deeply; her husband's analysis was absolutely correct.

"Ok!"

The prime minister deeply agreed.

After that night, Ming Qingyou's courtyard became impregnable; not even a fly could get in.

And ever since that night, Black Flower, who had been knocked unconscious by the sleeping gas, had become unhappy.

With great difficulty, Ming Qingyang found her a very good master.

From then on, he practiced martial arts day and night in the mansion.

Ming Qingyou's body didn't have any talent for martial arts, but in order to become stronger, he followed a female master and practiced a little.

It wasn't until after the New Year that they received the imperial decree granting them the marriage.

In three months, Ming Qingyou will marry the emperor.

Springtime is a time when flowers bloom, and getting married is actually a good thing.

While Ming Qingyou was waiting to be married, Bai Muyang was anxiously waiting, but there was no way to break the deadlock.

Unable to enter the courtyard of Ming Qingyou.

Bai Muyang stood on a small hill in the distance. The hill was in a good position; looking to the left, he could see the palace, and looking to the right, he could see the small courtyard of Ming Qingyou.

He was somewhat unwilling to accept it. Everything was clearly under his control, but now it seemed that one wrong step led to another.

With a powerful swing of his sword, Bai Muyang sent the leaves of the trees on the side falling to the ground.

"Humph!"

He let out a cold snort.

Ming Qingyou, that chess piece, will always just be a chess piece.

Even if he goes into the palace, nothing will change. The young emperor is the one I have chosen, and he will not escape my grasp.

Bai Muyang narrowed his eyes, a strange smile playing on his lips.

In large families, a daughter's dowry is usually prepared from a young age, so a three-month wedding period would not cause any problems for the prime minister's residence.