Quick Transmigration: The Female Supporting Character's Counterattack, A Guide to Cunning Strat

"Your Majesty, it's time for the morning court session."

Liu Gonggong's apprentice trembled as he tried to wake Li Shangxun. Liu Gonggong stood behind him, his lips also pale.

Li Shangxun then woke up, rubbing his temples. Although the dream was bizarre, he had slept well for once, and his head felt much lighter: "What time is it?"

Seeing that Li Shangxun was in a good mood, Eunuch Liu breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pushed his apprentice behind him, and replied, "It's a quarter to the hour of Mao (5-7 AM). This servant will assist His Majesty in rising."

"Ah."

During the court session, the officials were surprised to find that His Majesty was in an exceptionally good mood, and even praised Lord Qin for his meritorious handling of the disaster.

Even after the court session, no one dared to inquire further. The last official, Lord Li, who had sought information about the palace, still had his blood on that pillar in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The blood stained the mahogany, making it all red; the eunuch probably didn't notice.

But standing next to this pillar, Lord Qiao could always smell the blood and feel the warmth of the blood on his face that day.

Lord Qiao used to be quite plump, but now he's so thin he's practically a bamboo pole. I heard he used to only eat meat, but now he can only eat vegetables. That's good, healthy and nutritious.

When they rested at night, they could only pray silently, hoping that His Majesty would be just as good as he was today.

*

On the other side, Liu Shuwan finally fell asleep after waking up from Li Shangxun's dream.

I hadn't been asleep long when I heard a knock on the door.

"Knock knock, knock knock knock, knock knock knock knock." The knocking on the door grew louder with each knock.

Liu Shuwan was forced to get out of bed and put on a simple outfit; in fact, she had nothing else to wear.

The original owner was banished to the Cold Palace as soon as she entered the palace. She left all the money given to her by the Song family to her parents, and she only had two pieces of clothing.

It was so cold. Liu Shuwan opened the door shivering. There was a little eunuch inside.

Seeing that Liu Shuwan hadn't opened the door yet, he was already planning to leave. But now that she had suddenly appeared, he impatiently threw the lunchbox he was holding at her, not caring whether she caught it or not, and turned to leave, muttering curses as he went.

"What bad luck, having to deliver food on such a cold day."

The lunchbox fell to the ground, and two hardened, dry steamed buns rolled out.

The original owner could only eat steamed buns in the cold palace, sometimes one meal a day, sometimes not. The eunuchs would bring them food when they remembered, and if they didn't, they would just leave it at that.

Liu Shuwan took the steamed buns and lunchbox back into the room and crawled back into bed.

Qi Qi was so angry in Liu Shuwan's mind that she was jumping up and down: [Wanwan, how could he do this?]

(We were in the Cold Palace, so it was already good that he remembered to bring us food. The original owner was able to live a few more days thanks to the food he brought.)

But I'm still so annoyed!

(It's okay, things will be fine once we get out of here.)

【Hmm! That night, when will you appear in my dreams next time? The sooner we win over the male lead, the sooner we can get out of here.】

(In a few days.)

*

Three days later, a familiar wave of drowsiness washed over me, and when I opened my eyes again, I was greeted by a dark, enclosed room.

Li Shangxun understood; it seemed he had dreamt of his childhood again.

This must be the prince's woodshed; it's cold, dark, and at night there are rats and crawling insects.

The fourth and fifth brothers loved to lock him inside and listen to him cry and scream in terror.

He was terrified and cried, begging them to let him out, but they only laughed even more heartily outside and then kept him locked up again.

Even after they left, the nannies and eunuchs would not open the door for him. They would only bring him a steamed bun and a bowl of water every day to ensure that he would not die inside.

He will only be released when the two princes no longer want to play.

At first, he would pound on the door desperately, hoping to be let out.

After being locked up twice, he realized it was all in vain. So he huddled in a corner, gritting his teeth and not letting out a trace of fear. After it happened a few times, they got bored and stopped locking him up.

But she ended up with a fear of the dark.

Li Shangxun felt irritated and didn't want to stay in this dream any longer. It was just about being accompanied by insects and rats until dawn; there was no need to experience it again.

Just as he was about to pull himself out of his dream, a light suddenly appeared in a certain part of the woodshed. It was a faint light, but it was particularly noticeable in the darkness. A figure emerged from the shadows, but he still couldn't make out her face.

"Who are you?" Li Shangxun exclaimed upon hearing the body in his body.

"Ah Xun?" The woman's voice was hesitant, but she still called out his name.

It was the woman who appeared last time.

"Are you a deity? Why did you suddenly appear and even know my name?" Little A-Xun clearly didn't remember her, his voice filled with doubt.

"Don't you remember me? We met once before, behind the rockery. I'm not a god."

Seeing that he was afraid, the woman didn't move forward, but kept a distance that was neither too close nor too far, and spoke to him gently.

The woman seemed to take in her surroundings and said softly, "It's so dark here. I wish we had candles."

As soon as she finished speaking, several candles appeared out of thin air in the woodshed, dispelling the darkness.

Just now, only Liu Shuwan had a faint light emanating from her, but now that there are candles, she is still the brightest presence in this woodshed, and the candles seem dimmer in comparison.

"It can actually conjure up..."

Li Shangxun only heard the woman's soft murmur before it was drowned out by Xiao Axun's voice.

"Sister, you're amazing! You must be a goddess!" Little A-Xun exclaimed.

“No, I’m not. Ah Xun can call me sister,” the woman retorted.

"Okay," Little A-Xun agreed, but only he knew how much he believed him, judging from his tone.

Seeing that little A-Xun was no longer afraid of her, the woman took a few steps closer, and regardless of how dirty the ground was, sat down directly next to little A-Xun and asked, "Why are you crying this time, A-Xun? Can you tell your sister?"

"Sister." Little A-Xun's grievances welled up all at once. When there is someone to rely on, one always becomes vulnerable.

When Xiao A-Xun was locked in the woodshed for the third time, he didn't cry when his fourth and fifth brothers were laughing, he didn't cry when he was alone in the dark, and he didn't cry when the rats scurried past him.

But when she saw the woman who suddenly appeared and was asked about her with concern, she could no longer hold back her tears and began to sob.

"Sister, sister, I told them I have a mother, I'm not an unwanted child, and my eyebrow is only slightly broken, it's not bad luck, but they don't believe me and they locked me in the woodshed. It's so dark here, I... I don't want to be alone in there."

Little Ah Xun sobbed, “No, no one likes me, they all hate me. I miss my wet nurse, but she’s dead, and everyone hates me.”

“Who says everyone hates you? I really like Ah Xun.” The woman gently stroked his head.

"Really? Really?" Little A-Xun looked up expectantly, two tear streaks on his fair face.

"Of course it's true. Our Ah Xun is so cute and well-behaved, anyone who doesn't like you must have something wrong with their eyes," the woman joked.

"Sister." Little A-Xun shyly threw himself into the woman's arms.

The woman was very thin, but I felt safe and secure in her arms, as if the dark, damp and cold woodshed was no longer unbearable.