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

Shu Zhiyi paced back and forth in the room. In the original owner's memories, there was nothing about the smell of her room, but now both of them could smell it.

The closer you get to the walls and windows, the more pronounced the smell becomes. It's not a strong smell, but rather a mixture of earth and leaves that's easy to miss.

"Ah, I remember now, my wife. When I was little, my mother showed me a plant called Demon Star. She told me to destroy it if I saw it, because smelling Demon Star would suppress spiritual power. It smells similar to the one in your room."

"But there aren't any plants here." Shu Zhiyi raised her hand and tapped on the window. "The smell is strongest here."

Teng Jiamu removed the window and called in the accompanying spirit medium and doctor to check.

"Master, the wood, paper, and even the floor tiles and wall materials of this window all have the smell of Demon Star Grass mixed in. They must have been soaked in Demon Star Grass juice. This harmful method was prevalent among large families many years ago, but it was later stopped by several heads of the family. Every young lady and young master is taught to recognize Demon Star Grass from a young age."

The doctor was a low-talented auxiliary spirit master, but she took a different path and studied medicine. Although the doctor's role was not significant among high-level spirit masters, she was still able to make a living among low-level spirit masters. This doctor came from the Teng family for generations and later followed Teng Jiamu to Qing Shi City.

"So you're saying my aunt started plotting against me a long time ago? It's amazing she knew such a secret method." Shu Zhiyi's expression was cold. Damn it, she acted too early. It was too easy for her whole family of seven to die.

"My lady, don't be sad."

"I'm not sad." The one who should be sad is the original owner's mother, who has always been very good to her younger sister.

"Let's demolish this house and rebuild it." Only this room was untouched, and it still contains harmful items. The rest of the house is a mess, so there's no point in keeping it.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to handle it." Teng Jiamu took on the task. "Let's go back to town."

Of the original owner's four fiancés, one moved away with his family, and another was sent to Qing Shi City by her. However, his family, his wife, and the families of the other two fiancés were still in Linfeng Town. Shu Zhiyi did not take any action, but only showed obvious indifference. They were already having a hard time and were gradually declining.

Two months later, a kind of spatial artifact that could preserve food suddenly appeared on the market. It was rare and expensive, and was in short supply among large families, with some even having to bid for it.

Ling Ziyu arrived in Linfeng Town: "My wife, my wife, I'm here."

"Why are you here?"

"I missed you!" Ling Ziyu skipped happily. "I came on behalf of Qing Shi City to buy a space preservation artifact. My brother originally wanted to send someone else, but I insisted on coming."

"By the way, has the matter of your family been resolved?" Some time ago, Ling Anran and his father were killed in an explosion.

"What does it have to do with us? It was the servants he tortured who did it. The method for making explosive magical artifacts is in the hands of the Hong family." Ling Ziyu said with a smile, but in fact he was suspicious. People from their faction were making baseless accusations, and it was the two elders who intervened to suppress them.

"That's good. Stay a few more days. The refrigerated storage space is already booked."

"it is good."

Shu Zhiyi was quite busy. Many families came to place orders, and the town became lively. Some spiritual masters with poor talent were able to earn some money by adapting to local conditions, and they were able to make a better living during the cold season. As the town mayor, there were some people she had to personally entertain.

Ling Ziyu can help her entertain some of the people here.

Before the winter season, Shu Zhiyi stayed in Qing Shi City for a month, visiting Ling Zi'an every three or four days, which finally led to his pregnancy.

When it was confirmed, Shu Zhiyi smiled, and Ling Ziyu was even happier. Only Ling Zian was disappointed and even began to pray that this baby would be a boy, so that he would have an excuse to get closer to his wife.

When the wife came this time, she said that it was not advisable to travel during the cold season, and she hoped that he would get pregnant this time.

The gods have always favored their wives, and thus granted their wishes.

In this world, a man only needs to carry a child for six months to be considered full-term. When Ling Ziyu announced the good news through a remote communication artifact, it was during the coldest time of the year, when people could only stay indoors. At this time, childbirth was very painful for the poor, but for someone like Ling Zian, who was neither cold nor hungry and had free time, it was the best time to have a child.

"My lady, it's a girl." Ling Zi'an took the magical artifact from her younger brother, her voice slightly weak.

"Take good care of yourself. I'll visit the child after the winter season. I've prepared a lot of things for her," Shu Zhiyi said in a good mood.

"My lady, will you still come to see me? Not for the children, not for Ziyu, but just for me, will you?" Ling Zian's emotions were out of control at this moment.

"Yes, I will. You are my husband, so I will definitely go. You can also come to my place; I've already arranged a room for you."

"real?"

"Really, once Qing Shi City stabilizes, you can come and stay for a while," Shu Zhiyi reassured her gently.

"Okay." Ling Zian withdrew his spiritual power, tears streaming down his face.

Ling Ziyu silently wiped away his tears. He knew there was a rift between his wife and brother, and he had been trying his best to mediate. Fortunately, his wife was kind and willing to give her brother some patience.

Shu Zhiyi put down the magical artifact, took out a spatial magical artifact, and began to fill it with more things.

"From the moment he became pregnant, I emptied a space container and put whatever I could think of into it as a gift for the child's birth."

Teng Jiamu: "I've prepared mine too. I'll put them all into the spatial artifact later."

"it is good."

"My lady, I haven't yet." Teng Jiamu was a little uneasy. His wife liked him the most. As long as his body allowed, she would always be in his room. Even when his wife didn't want to, she would still come to his room to sleep. In total, she spent almost half of the month with him.

"What?" Shu Zhiyi looked at him touching his stomach: "Oh, why are you in such a hurry? You're still young, no rush."

"The higher the rank, the harder it is to conceive."

"Even if you don't have children, I'll still love you the most, don't worry."

Teng Jiamu is no longer insecure. His wife has shown him through her actions what physical attraction is. Whenever the two of them are alone, they immediately cuddle together, even if they are not doing anything.

Shu Zhiyi has lived in this world for over a hundred years, with four contracted partners, each of whom has given birth to a child. Linfeng Town has also expanded into Linfeng City, and she is very satisfied with her achievements.

Within half a month of her death, all four of her partners passed away, none of them dying of natural causes, but all by taking their own lives through spiritual means.