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

Second Young Mistress Yan shook her head: "We have tried our best to persuade her, but my younger sister's mind is made up, and she will probably take action soon."

"I don't know why, but my younger sister seems particularly anxious about the future of the Lan family, as if we would die if we continued to stay in the capital," the Crown Prince's wife said worriedly.

"His Highness the Crown Prince is even more ruthless and decisive. After ascending the throne, he will likely punish some people, but our family has no reason to die, does it?"

"Isn't the Tian family incredibly audacious enough to try and harm the imperial heir? Once they take action, whether they succeed or not, do you think our Lan family can escape responsibility?" Madam Yan said irritably.

On the day the Marquis was to be married off, in order to save his deceased first wife and two legitimate sons, the second wife's social status was naturally not high. But even if it was not high, she was not a commoner. The Tian family, a once-powerful but now declining family, actually acted so recklessly and without any sense of reason.

When they brought Tian's eldest brother back, the expressions of the officials in the Inner Court were quite intriguing. It meant that the fool in the Tian family had already been noticed by his colleagues before he even took any action.

"But aren't the Tian family members under our control? Is there something we don't know about?" Lan Zhiyu pondered.

"Anyway, my elder brother and I have always wanted to return to the Northern Frontier. Father has already wavered. This is an opportunity, and we must make it happen. As for my younger sister, you can try to persuade her again when you are summoned next time. Our Lan family is loyal to the emperor and loves the country, so there is no need to make my younger sister sacrifice so much."

The two young mistresses nodded.

Lan Wan'er has already taken action. She has no expectations for the male members of the Lan family in these two generations. Her only requirement for them is to keep their lives and maintain the family's prosperity. If one of her nephews in the next generation can stand out, that would be best. If not, there's nothing she can do. Her mission is not to ensure the Lan family's longevity.

The recipe for the spices was handed to the head of the Imperial Hospital, which startled the old man, who immediately went to see His Highness the Crown Prince.

"Master Xue, are you saying that Consort Lan specifically requested you to prepare this prescription for her?" His Highness the Crown Prince asked, somewhat surprised.

It is almost common knowledge that Elder Xue is a member of the Crown Prince's faction.

"Yes, the maid Qinghe who came from Consort Liang's side was her dowry maid. She is knowledgeable in medicine. She handed the prescription directly to me. This prescription is quite ingenious. It can invigorate the spleen and stomach, replenish qi and blood, and help with sleep. The biggest drawback is that it can hinder a woman's ability to conceive."

Xuan Chengyan tapped the table lightly with his finger, a gesture he made when deep in thought, something he only did in front of close people. At this moment, only his personal eunuch and Imperial Physician Xue were in the study.

"Give it to her. I want to see what she's up to."

"Yes."

The next day, Lan Wan'er received the prepared spices.

"Qinghe, check if this is the same as my prescription. Are there any additions or subtractions?"

Qinghe opened the spice box and examined it carefully: "Master, just like the recipe, all the ingredients inside are of the highest quality."

In short, this packet of spices is very expensive.

"You all know the purpose of this. I will only light it in my inner room. You are all young girls, so try to go into the inner room as little as possible in the future. I will also add some nourishing ingredients to your diet."

Jinshu spoke up: "Master, this servant doesn't care. This servant doesn't want to get married. I want to stay with you forever."

Qinghe added, "My lady, we both made up our minds before we entered the palace that we would never leave it for the rest of our lives."

"Why are you doing this? This is my fate. You still have the chance to enjoy family life," Lan Wan'er advised.

"My lady, I have made up my mind. Rather than getting married and having to deal with my husband and his family, I am more suited to your trusted aunts and nannies."

Qinghe echoed this.

"Have you thought it through?" Lan Wan'er asked again to confirm.

"I've already thought it through, Master."

"Go inside and light it." Lan Wan'er handed the spices to Qinghe: "Keep a close eye on it, not a single drop can leave our courtyard."

"This servant understands and will certainly not cause trouble for my master."

"There's no need to hide it from Granny Qiu and Aunt Xiu. Just give them a subtle hint to keep the young maids in check. Make sure they don't go into the inner chambers. Give them some nourishing ingredients every month to add to their meals. The money will come from my private account."

"My master is merciful."

Lan Wan'er waved her hand. This was her path, and there was no need to implicate all the women in the courtyard. In this ancient environment, if she left the palace to marry and couldn't have children, she would suffer a terrible fate.

This spice is the obvious one. Musk only has the effect of promoting blood circulation and regulating menstruation, and it cannot completely prevent pregnancy. In fact, it may even cause a silent miscarriage after pregnancy. Lan Wan'er did not want to suffer that pain, so she did not intend to rely on it completely. She had long ago taken the infertility pill from the cultivation world.

On the day she started using the spices, His Highness the Crown Prince sent word that he would come over that evening.

While taking a bath, Lan Wan'er comforted herself. In ancient times, given her status, it was normal for him to be exploited. As a member of the royal family, he had a high sex drive. This prince had a great physique and good looks. She could just treat it as paying a male model.

Taking a shower and drying her hair took up most of the afternoon. Lan Wan'er sat in front of the dressing mirror, feeling somewhat bored.

"My lady, would you like to wear this crimson dress?" Yunxiu, accompanied by two maids, held up an elaborate palace dress in crimson color, with gold thread embroidered on the collar and cuffs to create a water ripple pattern.

"You'll be settled after dinner. Why dress so formally? Bring me something in a light color and with a loose fit."

"This," Yunxiu hesitated, after all, she was meeting His Highness the Crown Prince.

Lan Wan'er didn't speak, but opened her dressing case and fiddled with the jewelry. Jinshu, who was beside her, said, "Go and change."

Yunxiu glanced at Aunt Xiu before turning around with the little palace maid to prepare to go out and change.

Lan Wan'er said in a calm tone, "Aunt Xiu has quite the air of authority."

Aunt Xiu reacted quickly, kneeling down and kowtowing: "My lady, you've been wronged!"

"Whether you're innocent or not, I'm too lazy to solve your case. Go out and kneel down. Yunxiu, you go too. Think carefully about who your master is." She's not the original owner of this body now, nor is she a mission taker who needs to win someone over. They've been spoiled, how dare they flirt with her, their master?

Aunt Xiu didn't hesitate at all. She kowtowed, got up, and stepped back. She knelt down in the center of the courtyard. Yunxiu, being young, looked around nervously before stepping back and kneeling behind Aunt Xiu.

"Please trouble you, Granny, to personally take someone to choose a set of clothes," Lan Wan'er said casually, playing with a bracelet. "And also, please bring a set of nightgowns."

"Yes," Granny Qiu replied respectfully, leading the trembling palace maids carrying clothes out to choose garments.

A palace maid stepped forward to comb her hair: "Your Highness, would you like a loose, flowing bun?"

See, how could there be a fool in the palace? It's because she, as the mistress, hasn't established her authority properly.

"Yes, just wear a few hairpins."

"This servant understands."