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

Why bother?

Fourth Sister-in-law may not know the answer, but does Aunt Lian, who has been favored for over twenty years, not know it either? Would the Old Madam truly support the Fourth Branch of the family?

Forget it, it's none of her business, there's no point in thinking about it. Lu Zhiyao closed her eyes and slept for a quarter of an hour before being woken up by Tao.

"Madam, it's past the usual time for a midday rest. You can't sleep any longer. If you get sleepy, you won't be able to sleep tonight."

"Hmm, uh." Lu Zhiyao paused for a moment, then sat up with the help of a servant.

Chunmei took a warm handkerchief and gently wiped her mistress's face. Xiahe brought over a bowl of red date soup, scooped up a spoonful, and asked, "Madam, would you like some red date soup?"

Lu Zhiyao opened her mouth and took a bite, then asked her to take it away.

"Where's Zining?" She remembered that before she went to sleep, the father and son were talking in the chair diagonally opposite each other.

"Fifth Master took the young master to the grape trellis."

"Hmm, Tao, have you prepared the medicine I asked you to?" Lu Zhiyao felt that as someone's wife, marital relations were unavoidable, but her body couldn't withstand another childbirth.

"It's prepared, a prescription from the palace, but no matter how mild it is, it will still harm the body."

"It's alright, it can't be more damaging than pregnancy and childbirth." Lu Zhiyao waved her hand, adding that she probably wouldn't need to use it more than a few times a year anyway.

When Zhou Boheng brought Zi Ning back, Lu Zhiyao suddenly remembered something: "Do you know Xie Xuanzhi?"

Zhou Boheng did not hesitate: "The Third Miss Xie of the Earl's Mansion? I know her. The Earl's wife's mother and my grandmother had a good relationship. Since Madam Xie married into the Earl's Mansion alone, my grandmother inevitably took extra care of her. I often went to the Xie family when I was a child."

No wonder!

"She's getting married to the second son of Minister Zheng, the Vice Minister of Works."

Zhou Boheng pondered for a moment, then asked incredulously, "The second son of the Zheng family? A son born out of wedlock, and widowed?"

"right."

"How could this be? This doesn't match at all!" Her tone was full of disbelief.

Lu Zhiyao pulled Zi Ning aside, a sudden surge of inexplicable anger rising within her: "Miss Xie's parents are both alive. What does whether they are a good match or not have to do with you, her childhood friend?"

In the original owner's previous life, Lu Yunqing had offered to raise Zining several times after he remarried. Zhou Boheng said that since his elders were all alive, there was no reason for his uncle to raise the child. So he indulged his stepmother and let her raise the child into a little rascal.

"I didn't say it had anything to do with me, I'm just a little saddened. How could someone as beautiful and talented as Miss Xie marry Zheng Lao Er?" Zhou Boheng explained calmly.

"You don't know about her situation?"

"What's wrong?"

"The matter concerning the heir of the Prince of Zhongyi's Mansion."

Zhou Boheng frowned. He had advised them that day that the young master Yuan was not a good match. Besides, how could a family like theirs have any freedom in choosing a wife? Even if the Xie family was different, the Yuan family would never let their descendants choose their own wives. The Xie family's status was not worthy of the Yuan family. However, Xie Xuanzhi and Aunt Miao wouldn't listen, so he stopped trying to persuade them. After that, he entered the camp and had no time to pay attention to it anymore.

Lu Zhiyao fiddled with the bracelet on her wrist and continued, "A few days ago, at my sister's banquet, Miss Xie and Young Master Yuan hid in a corner and said that they would marry you after I died. Since you are both in the capital and you are often away from home, it won't prevent them from meeting in the future."

"nonsense,"

"I heard it with my own ears. The elders of the Xie and Yuan families all know about it. If it weren't for this incident, Xie Xuanzhi might not have gotten married so quickly. She would still be waiting for me to die so she could marry in and abuse my son." Lu Zhiyao said, staring at him with a mocking look and a sarcastic tone.

Zhou Boheng: "..."

What a huge pot, I don't know where it came from!

"How could they curse someone behind their back?"

"Oh, are you tempted? After all, Xie Xuanzhi is much healthier than me."

"What are you thinking? She and I were just childhood friends. I already have a son, and her marriage is already arranged. I'm not that kind of scoundrel," Zhou Boheng said righteously.

"Hmph!" Lu Zhiyao snorted coldly, thinking to herself, "That's because my body isn't dead."

Time flies, and the end of the year is here in the blink of an eye. Since the beginning of winter, Lu Zhiyao has basically not left her own courtyard. Even with such care, she still fell seriously ill on the winter solstice and only recovered before the palace banquet.

Normally, only the old lady and the first wife of the Zhou family are qualified to attend the palace banquet. Lu Zhiyao is an exception. According to her husband's rank, she is not qualified to attend, but she was specially instructed by the Empress that as long as her body can withstand it, she can enter the palace to attend the banquet.

At the palace gate, Madam Zhou looked at the person alighting from the carriage behind and asked, "Fifth sister-in-law, are you cold?"

Lu Zhiyao buried half her face in her fox fur scarf, wearing a warm hat on her head, only her eyes showing, and replied in a gentle voice, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, it's alright."

Actually, no. The wind at the palace gate was particularly strong. As soon as she got out of the car, she felt the biting cold wind, and all her warm clothing seemed to be useless.

"Let's go inside quickly, the wind is strong here."

Just as she walked along the long palace road, a sedan chair was waiting on the side. A stewardess stepped forward and said, "Miss Lu, Her Majesty the Empress summons you to Weiyang Palace."

Everyone attending the palace banquet had to get out of their carriages at the palace gate and walk in; that was the rule. But after passing the long palace road, the left side led to the inner palace, where the Empress could bestow a sedan chair. The right side was the formal venue for the banquet, where the noblewomen would wait. But Lu Zhiyao, with her small frame, would have to socialize with the noblewomen for two hours, and she would probably have to be carried out on a stretcher in the end.

Lu Zhiyao bid farewell to her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law, got into a sedan chair, and was carried to Weiyang Palace.

May Your Majesty the Empress enjoy boundless blessings and peace.

"Get up quickly, Yao'er, come here and let me see. Your sister said you're feeling better?" A gentle voice came from the head of the table.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am indeed a little better than before, but I am still more sensitive to cold and heat than the average person."

"You've always been afraid of the cold. The warm pavilion in the side hall has been prepared. Go there and rest for a while. When it's time, someone will take you directly to the banquet." The Empress was also busy today and had to pay attention to everything at the banquet. There were some noble ladies she needed to meet with privately. She treated Lu Zhiyao like her own child and simply cleared out the warm pavilion for her to rest in.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Empress."

After Lu Zhiyao entered the warm pavilion, she found that it was fully furnished, with snacks and hot water available. The palace maids sent by the Empress were in the tea room next door, just in case she was not comfortable.

"Madam, please take off your shoes and warm your feet." Chunmei brought over a foot warmer.

Lu Zhiyao stayed comfortably in the warm pavilion for an hour and a half when the head maid came and said, "Miss Lu, Her Majesty the Empress will be departing in a quarter of an hour. We should go to the front seats."

"it is good."