Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

His servant and Zhou Yan kept telling him firmly that the Xiao family would not really expel him. His mother was Princess Fu'an, a woman of noble status. The Xiao family would not disregard Princess Fu'an's feelings. This was just an act for the Wang family. Sooner or later, he would be welcomed back to the Xiao family by the princess and continue to be the incomparably noble young master.

At first, he thought so too, but gradually he began to feel uneasy. They didn't understand the rules of aristocratic families. Such large families were different from ordinary commoners. The more they possessed, the more afraid they were of losing it. The Xiao family would not disregard the family's reputation for the sake of a son.

His biggest trump card for turning things around was his mother, but it was his mother who personally expelled him from the family genealogy. He didn't tell anyone about this, not even his beloved Zhou Yan.

He had already spotted the princess-style carriage. In the entire prefecture, his mother was the only princess. He mingled in the crowd and waited for his mother to bring his younger sister out. Both of them saw him, but no one gave him a second glance. Only the coachman and some servants occasionally stole glances at him.

What terrified him most was that his mother and younger sister's personal servants ignored him.

The princess's carriage stopped in front of Jin Fu Lou. The head manager personally came out to greet them and led the two distinguished ladies to a private room on the third floor. After they ordered, the head manager stood guard at the top of the stairs on the third floor, ready to serve them at any time.

It's late July now, and although the climate in the northwest border region gets cold early, it's still quite dry and hot at midday.

Although ice was placed in the private room, Xiao Lan still ordered someone to open the window. She walked to the window to get some fresh air, and when she looked down, she met the gaze of her former elder brother.

Xiao Lan froze for a moment, then let out a sigh of relief, looked away, and returned to the table as if nothing had happened.

Actually, she resented her eldest brother. If you enjoy the family's blessings, you should do things for the family. Even if you are mediocre and just laze around at home, no one will say anything. It's not like we can't afford to support you. But you can't make the whole family give in for your so-called true love.

The Wang family's older sister is the most innocent one. What did she do to deserve this? Back then, when the Xiao and Wang families got engaged, it was my eldest brother who personally agreed. Now, can he hurt the Wang family's older sister for some random woman?

Cui Yao wouldn't change her plans for someone who had already been abandoned by her family. After dinner, she took Xiao Lan to the fabric shop and bought a lot of fabric. She returned to her residence satisfied.

Xiao Qingzhi's appearance did not affect Cui Yao's mood. After returning home, she rested for a quarter of an hour before being gently woken up by Ji Xiang.

"Madam, it's getting late. If you rest for too long, you won't be able to fall asleep tonight."

"Hmm!" Cui Yao wasn't asleep at all; she had only dozed off for a while. When Jixiang called her, she responded, but didn't open her eyes.

"Madam, the kitchen has prepared a soup of golden thread red dates. Would you like a sip?" Baozhu brought over a bowl of soup.

Cui Yao reached out, and Baozhu placed the cup perfectly in her mistress's hand.

It tasted sweet and delicious, but Cui Yao didn't have much of an appetite right now. She took a small spoonful, put down the spoon, and waved her hand.

Baozhu knew they weren't going to eat, so she took the soup bowl and went outside. She saw two maids tending to the flowers and trees outside, and she waved to them.

The little maidservant came running over with quick, light steps: "Sister Baozhu, is there something I need you to do?"

"Take it down and eat it; Madam isn't eating anymore."

"Thank you, Sister Baozhu." The little maid happily took the soup cup and carried it into the tea room.

Baozhu stood under the eaves, listening to the little maid whispering to her companion: "Oh, it's golden thread red date soup."

"The cook started preparing this morning, and even added sugar."

"It really is sweet!"

The head maid, Hongyu, came out from inside: "Baozhu, what are you standing there for?"

"It's nothing," Baozhu shook her head.

Hongyu pulled him a few steps to the side and asked in a low voice, "What did your parents say to you when they came to see you the other day?"

The two of them entered the main courtyard together and became head maids together. They had been close since childhood. Baozhu had been preoccupied with something these past few days, and when Baozhu was asked about it, she couldn't help but look around to make sure no one was paying attention.

"My parents have gone mad. They're forcing me to go, to the second young master's courtyard." The last few words were muffled.

Hongyu didn't react at first: "Why would you give up your perfectly good job as the head maid in the main courtyard to go to the second young master's courtyard? No, is this what your parents were planning?"

As she spoke, Hongyu made a gesture, and Baozhu's cheeks flushed with shame and indignation as she slapped her hand away.

"What are they thinking? Didn't you tell them that Madam isn't one to bestow maids upon younger generations? Not to mention the young master's quarters, even in the young lady's courtyard, she directly hires two governesses. As for the rest of the servants, it's all up to the young lady herself."

Baozhu sneered: "They don't care about any of that. They just want me to get into bed so they can stay in the inner courtyard forever and pave the way for their two sons."

"Since you know all this, what are you still worried about? You're right under Madam's nose. If you don't agree, do you think they'll dare to come in and arrest you? When you reach the right age, just ask Granny Cui to arrange a marriage for you."

"My family are servants of the madam, and we have a godparent relationship with Zhang Mama. I was afraid they would act on their own, so I asked Zhang Mama to speak directly to the madam."

"The lady won't agree," Hongyu said, but she couldn't finish her sentence. The lady wouldn't agree, but she also wouldn't reuse Baozhu.

The lady is so noble that she will never lack clever servants. Countless people would do anything to show off in front of her. She will never bother to find out if you and your family are of one mind, because there is no need.

"What are you planning to do?"

"I want to find an opportunity to talk to Granny Cui, so that my parents won't make a move beforehand. I can't let them control me." Baozhu gritted her teeth and spat out a few words.

Hongyu patted her affectionately. Of the four head maids, Baozhu's family was the biggest drag on the family. She got to where she is today entirely on her own.

Inside, Granny Cui was talking about another servant.

"Master Wu came to tell me personally that he wants to send Xiao Wu to the military camp."

"Xiao Wu? The one next to Xiao Qingzhi? The one who was personally taught by Master Wu?" Cui Yao thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, when the Marshal was alive, he personally gave Xiao Wu to Da, uh, him."

"That Xiao Wu was the most clever of the students Master Wu taught." Cui Yao recalled that Master Wu, who was kept at the front school as a teacher because he had done a favor for the Xiao family's master.

Although he himself did not want to go out, he had long since been given his freedom and remained in the Xiao family as a guest. He was somewhat dull-witted and stubborn, so it was rare for him to come and plead for Xiao Wu.

"I'll have Huaizhi handle it tomorrow," Cui Yao agreed readily.

"By the way, have all the servants in that courtyard been reassigned? Just keep a few to watch the houses."

Granny Cui nodded in agreement: "Yes, this servant will send someone to do it right away."

I felt a little regretful. The servants who managed to get to the master's side had all used all their skills, and might even have given the steward a lot of money. With this kind of treatment, it would be difficult for them to get back to the master's side. There were only three masters in the mansion.