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

Ji Qingyou went downstairs, and when she woke up, she was already lying in a bed.

She had just opened her eyes when a soft little hand grasped her fingers.

"Mother, you're awake! That's wonderful!"

Ji Qingyou looked up and saw a girl who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, and was very lively and beautiful.

She calls herself "Mother," and if she's a seventeen or eighteen-year-old daughter, then she must be in her thirties or forties.

There are no memories of the original owner, no plot, nothing at all, just a blank space.

Ji Qingyou reached out and touched her forehead, only to find that it was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze. She immediately understood what was going on.

"Are you my daughter? I don't quite remember."

Ji Qingyou looked at the woman in front of her and said hesitantly.

"Forehead……"

The woman in front of him was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears, her face streaked with tears.

"Mother, don't you want Luo Lin anymore? Mother... how could you suddenly fall and get injured, and not even recognize your daughter anymore!?"

Luo Lin spoke while crying.

Ji Qingyou frowned slightly. She did vaguely remember the name Luo Lin, but she couldn't quite recall where she had heard it.

"I'm going to find Ama..."

Luo Lin suddenly stood up, her eyes red from crying, looking like a pitiful little white rabbit.

Ji Qingyou looked at her, and for no reason, she felt a pang of sorrow, tinged with a touch of heartache.

This is probably the original owner's true feeling!

"Luo Lin...don't go!"

Ji Qingyou reached out and quickly grabbed Luo Lin's sleeve.

Luo Lin was afraid that she might influence her, so she quickly sat down on the stool in front of the bed again.

"Although I don't remember very well, I really want to be close to you. Luo Lin, tell me about your family, and maybe I'll remember."

Ji Qingyou reached out and grabbed Luo Lin's hand, asking a question.

Looking at her mother, Luo Lin felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

My mother used to be dignified and generous, and it seemed that nothing could ever stump her.

But now, Mother is truly frail, like a flower growing on a cliff. A strong gust of wind could blow her off.

Luo Lin felt a pang of sorrow in her heart, and she became even more determined to protect her mother well.

I won't let anyone hurt my mother. When I was little, my mother took care of me. Now it's my turn to take care of her.

“Your mother’s name is Yanji, your husband’s name is Nudahai, and you have another day, which is when you meet my brother Jiyuan…”

As Ji Qingyou listened slowly to what Luo Lin was saying, it was as if a new door had suddenly opened for her.

The person she transmigrated into was actually Yan Ji.

The story she transmigrated into was actually about that eccentric Princess Crescent Moon.

I watched this TV series with my mom back then, because she really liked it. I watched a little bit of the series while doing my photography homework.

At that time, all I heard my mother saying as she looked at the moon was that the new moon was bad.

Actually, I find some of the one-sided views I've seen quite ridiculous.

This book can probably be summarized in one sentence.

It tells the story of a shameless Qing Dynasty princess, comparable to a courtesan, who, during her mourning period, seduces the general who saved her, ousting his wife of twenty years and rightfully getting together with him. In the end, they die together in battle, a beautiful love story.