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

Lan Wan'er set up a martial arts training ground in the courtyard. When the original owner was young, her grandparents were still alive, and she had learned some stick fighting skills. At that time, Tian Shi did not dare to cause trouble. But after both elders passed away, Tian Shi cried and said that her good daughter's hands and feet had become rough and ugly, and that she would not be liked by her husband in the future.

The Marquis was in the late stages of being love-struck, and he agreed without hesitation, stopping the original owner's martial arts lessons. The original owner, being a child at heart, was comfortably served by maids and servants in her boudoir, so naturally she stopped making a fuss about practicing martial arts.

Lan Wan'er now feels that it's good to move her hands and feet and pass the time. Otherwise, being locked up in the inner palace for years on end would make a perfectly good person feel narrow-minded.

"Master, what should we practice first?" Qinghe asked expectantly.

"Let's get a whip first, and we can talk about swords and such later." Lan Wan'er moved her wrists and ankles.

As for things like swords, we should first get them approved by His Highness the Crown Prince.

Recently, the court has been busy with matters concerning the grain supplies in the northern frontier. The Crown Prince, a diligent and ambitious heir apparent, has been very busy lately and has been resting in the front courtyard. He only went into the back courtyard once, which was to the Crown Princess's courtyard. Lady Li repeatedly sent letters to the front courtyard, saying that her daughter was ill and missed her father. The Crown Prince only provided medicine.

By the time His Highness the Crown Prince finally finished his work, it was almost the twelfth lunar month.

Xuan Chengyan first went to the Crown Princess's place, and then to the courtyards of Lady Li and Lady An.

Lan Wan'er remained unmoved, but the servants were getting restless. First, the head palace maid Zhu Wan tentatively asked, "Lady Liangyuan, we obtained some excellent mutton today. Would you like some soup to be made and sent to the study in the front courtyard? Anfu has a good relationship with Eunuch Liang, so he will surely be able to get it to His Highness."

Lan Wan'er had four head maids by her side. Jinshu and Qinghe were her dowry maids, while Yunxiu and Zhuwan were assigned by the Inner Court. She also had the head maid Qiu, who served her personally, as well as the maid Xiu who did fine work, and two eunuchs, Anfu and Anlu. There were also several other menial servants.

There are no small kitchens in the various courtyards of the Eastern Palace, but masters of higher rank have their own stoves and cooks.

"What should I send? His Highness the Crown Prince not have mutton? Make me a dish of roasted mutton for dinner, with tender broccoli leaves." Lan Wan'er, who was practicing calligraphy in a narrow-sleeved top, did not stop writing when she heard this and calmly gave the order.

In this dynasty, "Songcai" referred to leafy vegetables such as cabbage. In this season, the tender leaves of cabbage, which are relatively easy to preserve, are the ones that can be served on the table.

"My lady, His Highness went to Concubine Li's place the other day. Aren't you afraid she'll complain about you?" Zhu Wan was genuinely worried about her mistress. After all, her mistress had fallen out of favor, and it wasn't going well for them, the servants, when they went out to do errands.

"It's alright, go and order dinner, and have them make some apple custard while you're at it." Lan Wan'er dipped her brush in ink and continued practicing calligraphy by copying the model.

When Tian raised her daughter, she didn't pay much attention to these things. She would take good care of her daughter's skin, ask a tutor to correct her daughter's manners, and teach her how to manage the household and socialize with other women. However, she didn't teach her literature, history, strategy, or matters of the court, nor did she have any knowledge of them.

In reality, how could the legitimate daughters of high-ranking families and wives of noble clans be completely unaware of what was happening outside? What did women exchange when they socialized? Was it only about clothes, jewelry, children, and grandchildren? It was another arena for fame, fortune, and information.

Zhu Wan dared not speak again, bowed and went to find An Fu to instruct her master on the dinner.

"When you go to the kitchen, see if there's anything different about the dinners in the other courtyards." Zhu Wan was still worried; whether someone was favored or not, their diet was a good indicator.

"Does Master want to know about Concubine Li's meals?"

"It's not that my master wants to know, it's that I'm worried."

Although Anfu was young, she was very clever: "Sister Zhuwan, don't worry, apart from His Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess, our master's meals are of the highest quality."

"Oh dear, according to rank, our master is naturally of the highest rank. I just want to know if anyone has exceeded his rank."

"Sister Zhuwan, don't worry, our Lady Liangyuan's position in His Highness's heart is secure."

"We've almost circled the backyard, and the concubines are already ahead of the ladies-in-waiting in line, but none of you seem to be in a hurry." Zhu Wan was a little disheartened. If even the main ladies weren't in a hurry, there was no use in her being anxious as a palace maid.

"Sister Zhuwan, look, when I talk to Eunuch Liang, he responds. You don't think Eunuch Liang is approachable, do you? He used to ignore me," Anfu reminded her.

Liang Yongfu has been serving His Highness the Crown Prince for many years, and he's so arrogant that he'd never even glance at a lowly eunuch. Why has he been so unusually patient with him lately? He doesn't have the audacity to think he's so great.

The kind look they gave was a sign of respect for Lady Liangyuan, or rather, a sign of how much the Crown Prince valued Lady Liangyuan.

Two days later, Liang Yongfu sent word that His Highness would be coming for dinner that evening, and the atmosphere in the courtyard immediately became tense.

Lan Wan'er watched with amusement as a group of servants, who were secretly pleased, helped her into the bathtub, where she washed herself until she smelled wonderful, and then went to do her hair and makeup.

"There are still two hours until dinner, why are you all in such a hurry?"

"My lady, it takes quite a bit of work to wring out your hair, apply makeup, and comb it."

"Just apply some perfume, all over your body. Don't use too much hair oil. For hair accessories, the gold one will do. For clothes, take the pink one with fur trim." Lan Wan'er decided on the outfit directly.

Normally, except when she practices in the morning, she can dress as they please, as long as they don't make her too tense. But given the current atmosphere, if she doesn't specify, they'll probably dress up in a more formal way.

Inside the warm pavilion, things began to move in an orderly fashion.

Ever since Yunxiu hesitated for a moment when given her master's order last time, Aunt Xiu and Yunxiu have been out of favor and can no longer even enter the inner chambers. Normally, the Lady Liangyuan is very easy to serve, not harsh, and generous, but once she gives you a clear instruction, you'd better carry it out immediately.

Even if you have a different opinion, you should express it directly and immediately, instead of being outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant.

Jinshu and Qinghe, who came with her as part of the dowry, felt that their mistress was still the same mistress, with a gentle and mild temperament, but something seemed different about her.

His Highness the Crown Prince arrived early today. Before the winter sun had even set, An Lu was outside reporting that His Highness the Crown Prince was already on his way.

Lan Wan'er's hair wasn't finished yet, so the hairdresser sped up, but her hands remained steady.

"No rush, no rush, take your time," Lan Wan'er reassured her.

It's his lack of sportsmanship; he said he'd come for dinner, but he arrived so early.

Xuan Chengyan had already entered the courtyard when Lan Wan'er appeared on the veranda outside the warm pavilion, feigning a hurried manner, as if to greet him.