Quick Transmigration: Striving Every Day to Overcome Tribulation

After Fifth Sister Su Yan and the sickly young master leisurely finished their shopping and returned to the mansion.

Su Su used her invisibility technique to silently follow them into the mansion.

On the way back to the manor with them, Su Su listened to the whispers and gossip of the people around her, and from those words, she finally figured out the identity of the sickly young master.

It turns out his name is Fang Jingwen, the eldest young master of the famous Fang family in Liuyue City.

He was born weak and sickly, as if cursed by heaven. A doctor once predicted that he would not live past the age of twenty-four.

Time flies, and Fang Jingwen will be turning twenty-four this June.

Fifth Sister Su Yan was a courtesan. On the first day of her marriage, she was bought by Fang Jingwen, and she has lived in the Fang family mansion ever since.

She had no official status in the Fang family, like a rootless duckweed, which was somewhat controversial to outsiders.

But Su Yan seemed completely unconcerned about other people's opinions and gossip. She devoted herself entirely to Fang Jingwen, taking meticulous care of his daily life and handling everything personally, no matter how small.

Su Su watched all this from the side, her heart filled with confusion and complaints: "What kind of nonsense plot is this? Fifth Sister clearly has immortal power. If she wanted to, she could have easily created the identity of a wealthy young lady for herself. Why did she have to sell herself into a brothel?"

She muttered to herself as she wrung out her handkerchief, her brows furrowed. "And another thing, if you really want to save Fang Jingwen, why not just go to the heavens and ask Laozi for some elixirs to strengthen his body? Why go through all this trouble?"

Su Su kept grumbling and complaining, pacing back and forth in the room while pulling at her handkerchief, before finally sitting down by the window.

She was so engrossed in her own thoughts that she didn't even notice when Fang Jingwen left.

After a while, Su Yan also came in and sat down opposite Su Su.

She silently poured herself a cup of tea, then poured one for Su Su as well, and gently pushed the teacup in front of Su Su.

“We never liked this kind of tea that doesn’t have any spiritual energy.” Su Su didn’t touch the cup of tea Su Yan offered, but instead said directly to Su Yan, who was silently drinking her tea, “Fifth Sister, do you know why I came to find you?”

Su Yan paused noticeably in her teacup, as if struck by Su Su's words.

After a moment, she nodded slightly.

"Fifth sister, can you give me a little more time? It's only a few months left, really only a few months left. I just want to spend more time with him." Su Yan's voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of pleading.

"Are you really still the same sister I used to know? Do you know that you're not at all like the carefree and unrestrained person you used to be? Your feelings for him are just that red thread causing all this trouble. As long as we forge the Golden Thread Scissors, we can cut that red thread..."

Su Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Su's hand tightly. Her nails dug deep into Su Su's fair skin. Su Su winced in pain and couldn't help but softly call out, "Sister."

"No, that's not it. I just love him. This is his sixth incarnation, and each time he doesn't live past twenty-six. No matter what I do, it's useless. I really don't want to lose him again." Tears welled up in Su Yan's eyes, making her look exceptionally pitiful.

Seeing Su Yan like this, Su Su felt a mix of emotions.

Su Su stood up abruptly, turned around resolutely and left, saying as she walked away, "I don't care about you anymore. Anyway, I will come back in June. Mother and the other sisters miss you very much."

Behind her, Su Yan's low sobs could be heard, her voice filled with pain and helplessness.

As soon as she left the Fang residence, Su Su went straight to find the so-called female lead, Xie Ling'er.

Meanwhile, inside the Fang residence, Su Yan hadn't yet recovered from her conversation with Su Su when a servant rushed in to report that Fang Jingwen had vomited blood.

The situation is critical; Su Yan's blood is urgently needed to save their lives.

Upon hearing this, Su Yan forgot all about being sad and rushed towards Fang Jingwen's courtyard.

When she arrived, Mrs. Fang was wiping away tears, looking very heartbroken.

But as soon as Madam Fang saw Su Yan enter, the sorrowful expression on her face vanished instantly, replaced by an icy look.

"Why are you so late? Shouldn't you be by Wen'er's side at all times? If anything happens to Wen'er, you won't be able to live either." Faced with Madam Fang's rebuke, Su Yan just silently lowered her head. She knew that now was not the time to argue with Madam Fang. Her only concern was Fang Jingwen's safety.

She bit her lip and hurried to Fang Jingwen's bedside. Looking at Fang Jingwen lying on the bed, her face as pale as paper, her heart was filled with heartache. Without hesitation, she stretched out her wrist, signaling the servants beside her to quickly draw blood to save Fang Jingwen.

Madam Fang's gaze swept over Su Yan like a knife, and as she looked at Su Yan's worried face, her expression suddenly turned dark and unreadable.

Her hand unconsciously gripped the handkerchief tightly, as if suppressing some intense emotion within her.

It turns out that the Taoist priest who had asked Fang Jingwen to bring Su Yan back a few days ago came to the Fang residence again and told Madam Fang in private that if the destined people fall in love, they can exchange their hearts with Fang Jingwen's heart, and then her son may be able to safely pass through the life-and-death tribulation at the age of twenty-four.

When Mrs. Fang heard the news, she was both surprised and delighted.

She initially thought it might just be a slim hope, but now, looking at Su Yan, at this woman her son cared about so much, her mind began to stir.

In that case, Su Yan might be the one destined for her, someone who loves her son so much.

Should she take action for her son's life?

Madam Fang's eyes gradually hardened, but there was a hint of hesitation mixed in with the hardness. After all, it was a living life. But this hesitation was quickly overshadowed by her strong love for her son.

Su Yan's blood is useful to Fang Jingwen; she must be the one destined for him.

She clutched the handkerchief tightly in her hand; she had to do it secretly so as not to upset the child.

Su Yan's wrist was in great pain, her face was pale, and a strange palpitation made her panic. She didn't know what had happened.

"Yan'er, come out here. I need to discuss something with you, it's about Wen'er."

Seeing that Fang Jingwen on the bed was still asleep, Su Yan nodded and followed Madam Fang out.