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

Chunmei, who was holding the young master, had already placed the child next to the Fifth Madam and was examining the child's body inch by inch. When she lifted the child's outer shirt and saw the dirt stains on his pants, her expression became serious. She carefully took off the thin pants and saw obvious redness and swelling on his knees. It was clear that he had fallen behind the grape trellis, and the wet nurse had neither comforted him nor checked him for injuries immediately.

Chunmei turned to the side, revealing the young master's knees to Tao, who was kneeling on the ground. Tao's face turned ugly, and she kowtowed, "Madam, please forgive me. I was negligent and allowed those two scoundrels to take advantage of the situation."

At this moment, Xia He came in carrying a tray. When she saw the scene in the room, she was stunned for a moment. She walked around Tao Shi and placed the tray on a small table to the side: "Madam, there is no porridge in the small kitchen. I brought you a bowl of white fungus soup and brown sugar chestnut cake first."

"Mmm." Lu Zhiyao nodded; this body desperately needed some sweets.

After eating the white fungus soup and a piece of chestnut flour cake, she was not mentally satisfied, but physically she was already feeling a bit full.

"Tao Ruyi, get up. Have you dealt with the two outside?" Lu Zhiyao wiped her mouth with a handkerchief. She hadn't fully adapted to this era yet and wasn't sure how to handle the punishment. She could manage everyday conversations, but for other matters, she could only rely on Tao Shi for the time being. She would wait until she had fully integrated the original owner's memories and the plot before making any decisions.

"Yes, thank you for not punishing me, Fifth Madam." Tao Shi was startled. Since she was sent to Fifth Madam's side, she had not heard her full name for a long time. She was always called Steward Tao or Aunt Tao!

"Madam, would you like to rest?" Chunmei asked softly.

"Okay, you guys keep an eye on Zining and don't let him leave the courtyard." Lu Zhiyao leaned back on the soft couch where she had woken up, gave this instruction, and then fell silent.

She wasn't the original owner of this body, so she didn't have sleep problems. This body was also very tired, so she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, the sun was already setting, casting its last rays across the courtyard. The surrounding area was almost completely silent. As soon as she made a movement, Xia He, who was at the door, immediately peeked out. Seeing that she had opened her eyes, she came in and said softly, "Madam, would you like to get up?"

Lu Zhiyao propped herself up with her arms and sat up. Xia He quickly stepped forward to help her: "You slept really well today, for a full hour and a half."

Lu Zhiyao remained silent, trying to adapt to this life where servants could come into the room to serve her at any time.

Chunmei led several maids in, carrying toiletries to help their mistress wash her face. Chunmei stepped forward and wrapped a towel around her chest, while two maids on either side rolled up her sleeves. She lowered her head slightly and washed her face herself.

After the basin of water was removed, someone brought out some perfumes and balms. Xia He stepped forward, opened a delicate little jar, took a small scoop out some, and gently dabbed it on her face. Following the original owner's memories, Lu Zhiyao spread the perfume on her face herself. Xia He then scooped out a small spoonful and dabbed it on her hand, which she also spread evenly.

"Madam, would you like some more rouge?" Xia He asked this because it was almost dusk and she wasn't going out anymore, so she didn't want to use any rouge that would brighten her complexion.

Lu Zhiyao waved her hand, indicating that it was not necessary. In the original owner's memories, she had to apply rouge immediately after washing her face, otherwise her face would be as pale as a ghost. She would even apply some when sleeping with her husband. She would only not apply rouge when sleeping alone.

"Where is Ning'er?" After finishing her own tasks, she remembered one of her mission targets, the little one.

"Young Master Ning is very sensible. He knows he shouldn't disturb his mother's sleep. Qiuju and Dongxue are playing with him in the back."

"Let him eat dinner with me." As it stands, the servants in front of her are all handpicked by her family and are fairly loyal to her. However, the little one is too young, and even a moment's carelessness could cause problems. She decided to keep him under her watchful eye for the time being.

What about Dow Chemical?

"Sister Tao went to reprimand the two wet nurses."

Lu Zhiyao frowned.

Seeing her mistress's expression, Xia He quickly added, "Those two things will have to be dealt with sooner or later, but the young master needs to drink milk every night. I'm afraid that if we send them away immediately, the young master will go hungry at night."

"He's so big now, it's time to wean him."

"Yes, we've been thinking about it too, but they're still so young, let's take it slow," Chunmei advised.

"Hmm." Lu Zhiyao stopped talking.

The two head maids exchanged a glance. Today was already quite good; normally, the Fifth Madam wouldn't say this much even after several days.

When Tao returned, she happened to meet the kitchen staff asking if she wanted dinner. She looked up at the sky and was about to say that she would bring it up, but then she changed her words to, "Wait, I'll go ask Fifth Madam."

Lu Zhiyao was actually quite hungry, but the original owner rarely ate anything, only having a bowl of porridge for her main meals. There was never any food in the places where she stayed, so the maid didn't even bring her a bowl of tea. She couldn't immediately change all of the original owner's habits, since there were so many maids who might know all about her little actions and habits.

The Time and Space Administration's operations are such that people in the small world will subconsciously overlook the differences between the original owner and the person carrying out the mission, but she has also thought of all the excuses, because she dares not gamble on the fact that there are particularly perceptive natives. Changing the original owner's habits will also have to be done gradually.

"Perhaps because I slept well, I'm actually a little hungry."

Tao's face lit up with joy: "Really? Fifth Madam, it's good that you're hungry. The doctor said that as long as you can eat and drink normally, there's no problem. It's clear that the doctor's prescription is effective. I'll go and order someone to bring up dinner right away."

"Let's go to the dining hall." Lu Zhiyao reached out her hand, and the maids on both sides immediately helped her and walked into the dining hall.

Recently, her elder sister from her maternal family, Lu Zhilan, who married into the Marquis's mansion as the wife of the heir, found a doctor in the north. Whether the prescription worked or not is another matter, but the medicine was truly bitter and smelly.

Before long, Qiuju also brought the young master to the dining hall. Lu Zhiyao looked at her adopted son, said nothing, picked up a spoon and drank a mouthful of the soft and sticky porridge, put down the spoon and glanced at the stewed mutton.

Tao stepped forward and placed a small piece of food on the plate in front of her: "Madam's daily diet is light, and her spleen and stomach need to be nourished. It's best to eat less meat for now."

The mutton had been stewed for a long time, and it was almost ready to be swallowed with just a sip. On ordinary days, the various dishes on the original owner's table, especially meat dishes, were basically just for decoration. She didn't eat any of them. The kitchen was used to this, and the meat dishes served were all suitable for the head maids and Tao Shi. Today's mutton dish was specially ordered by Tao Shi to be served by the kitchen when she was eating that bowl of white fungus soup. Otherwise, this mutton dish would not have appeared on the dinner table.