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

"Should we wait for them to migrate before hunting?"

"That would be more troublesome. The spirit assistants might get injured if they go out to collect them. We should take the initiative before they migrate here."

"Go to their current habitat?"

"Well, tomorrow I," Teng Jiamu paused, "The flocks of mallard geese are usually quite large, while our two hunting teams are both small, so we might need to cooperate."

Shu Zhiyi rested her chin on her hand, smiling as she looked at his handsome face, her eyes full of admiration. Her tone was gentle as she asked, "Is cooperation really necessary?"

Teng Jiamu's cheeks flushed under her gaze, but he managed to remain calm: "Hmm~, hunting alone might be a bit troublesome. Besides, I still need to get along well with them in the future."

Shu Zhiyi stood up, walked to his side, leaned down, and pressed her lips to his, but did not go any further.

Teng Jiamu leaned his upper body against the back of the chair, obediently tilting his head back. Shu Zhiyi kissed him and then slightly raised her head, cupping his face in her hands and tracing his features with her fingers.

This face is exactly what she considers beautiful; it's so gorgeous.

In fact, according to the mainstream aesthetic standards of this world, his face is not ugly; it's just that his physique is too strong and does not conform to the world's definition of beauty.

Throughout his life, many people wanted to marry him, with various motives. Some even feared failure because of his high rank and resorted to despicable means from the beginning, including but not limited to drugging and ganging up on him, in an attempt to subdue him.

This was the first time Shu Zhiyi had been so direct, asking him directly if he could marry her. Moreover, at the time, her attitude was, "I like your face, but if you don't agree, then forget it."

It must be said that Teng Jiamu is very perceptive and intelligent. Shu Zhiyi went to him because she was attracted to his looks. If he didn't agree, she had no reason or ability to force him.

As the two left, Ling Ziyu was standing inside the room next door, stubbornly staring at their door. Seeing them come out, she smiled and said, "Take care, Young Master Teng!"

"Let's not leave yet. I have something to discuss with the two young masters."

The room here had two beds, making it even smaller. Teng Jiamu didn't sit down; he stood up and explained what was going on.

"My lady, you... you encountered a green-headed goose? So you used that leaf?" Ling Ziyu had already noticed that the leaf-shaped magical artifact on her body was gone.

He thought his wife was angry and refused to wear the same things as them.

"Yes, we encountered a lone one, but Jiamu said that this might be a sign that they are about to migrate, and suggested that the two families join forces to go directly to their current gathering place." Shu Zhiyi didn't think that much about it.

Ling Zian thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement: "Okay, our two hunting teams will join forces tomorrow."

No matter how large the flock of mallard geese is, Teng Jiamu can't possibly not consume them all. If one day isn't enough, then two days will do. Regardless of whose idea it was, this suggestion was for the sake of getting along well.

What he was concerned about was that his wife had actually told Teng Jiamu first, so did he and Ziyu still have a chance to win back his wife's heart?

"When the two hunting teams go out together to hunt low-strength prey like mallard geese, they can bring along some support spirit masters to gather supplies."

Shu Zhiyi's eyes lit up.

Teng Jiamu smiled: "But Wu Qing should stay by your side, just in case."

"it is good."

Having finalized his itinerary for the next day, Teng Jiamu didn't delay and immediately said goodbye and left.

Shu Zhiyi spent all her spiritual energy refining the communication-type spiritual artifact that afternoon. After explaining everything, she felt relaxed and immediately became extremely sleepy.

"My lady, can I sleep at your place?" Ling Ziyu asked pitifully, looking at her expectantly with her beautiful eyes.

"Not today. I was too tired from refining this afternoon, and I don't have the energy to do anything with you."

Ling Ziyu blushed and bit her lip: "You gave the things you refined to Teng Jiamu, and he hasn't formed a bond with you yet, so my brother and I can't get close to you?"

"No, I really have no energy left," Shu Zhiyi explained patiently. She already had a headache and needed to go to sleep immediately.

Ling Zi'an: "We are partners, and we don't necessarily have to do anything to sleep in the same room."

"Yes, yes, yes." Ling Ziyu suddenly changed her mind when she saw how tired she looked: "Let brother go sleep in the wife's room and help her wash up and go to bed."

As she spoke, she pushed Ling Zian toward Shu Zhiyi. A fourth-level Martial Spirit Master was easily pushed into the room by a Spiritual Auxiliary Master whose spiritual sea had been shattered.

Shu Zhiyi shrugged, yawned, and went inside.

As she was taking off her coat, Ling Zi'an stepped forward to help her, wrung out a cloth to wipe her face, and brought her something to rinse her mouth.

"My lady, would you like to have your body cleaned?"

"No need, just washing my feet is fine, I'm just too sleepy."

Ling Zian poured the water back. Shu Zhiyi was already lying on the bed with her eyes closed. He moved gently, carefully cleaned himself up, applied some perfume, took a deep breath, and quietly lay down on the bed.

Shu Zhiyi was already in a half-dreaming, half-awake state. There was a body with a fresh scent lying next to her, and she subconsciously put her hand on it.

Ling Zian stiffened, his breathing even paused for a moment, but after Shu Zhiyi placed a hand on him, she stopped moving and her breathing became long and even, clearly indicating that she had fallen asleep.

Ling Zian had been awake for a while early in the morning. He wasn't one to stay in bed too long; he could usually get up as soon as he was awake. However, his process of getting up today was a bit difficult because one of his legs was trapped between his wife's legs.

Afraid of waking his wife, he dared not make any big movements, and could only carefully pull his leg out little by little.

"Hmm, is it time?" Shu Zhiyi woke up and turned over.

Ling Zi'an successfully regained control of his leg, his voice low and hoarse: "No rush, my wife can sleep a little longer. Later, we'll have the martial spirit master protecting you follow the hunting party's tracks."

"No, I'll go with the main group." Shu Zhiyi sat up with her eyes closed, took out a set of clothes from her spatial storage, opened one eye to look at the clothes, then closed it again, and groped her way to put on her clothes.

Ling Zian tidied himself up and then turned around to help her get dressed.

Shu Zhiyi snapped out of her daze and came to her senses: "No need, no need, I can do it myself."

She was sleepy last night, so she just let him help her. Now she's asleep and feels a little embarrassed.

"My lady, it is a man's duty to serve you when you change clothes and wash up."

"Oh, but can you do this later? I want to change my undergarments." It wasn't that Shu Zhiyi didn't want to be served, but she and Ling Zi'an hadn't had a close relationship yet, and she was afraid she wouldn't be able to control herself.