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

"Mother, I'm not going. He's going to kick me out of the house."

"He won't."

"Are you so sure?"

"He values ​​his reputation above all else; he wouldn't escalate things," said Madam Fan calmly.

"Oh." Lu Zhiyao pouted. "Mother, if something like this happens again, listen to your brother and send me a message too."

Ms. Fan hesitated and did not agree immediately. In her eyes, it was nothing to make sacrifices for her husband and children, and it was not a big deal. However, her youngest daughter had just quarreled with her husband because of her, and it seemed that she could not let her youngest daughter down.

Lu Zhiyao felt helpless, but she didn't force her to agree. You can't force a woman who was born and raised here and has been educated in feudal ethics for half her life to change.

Anyway, she has plenty of ways.

After some time, the emperor, who had been ill for a long time, finally recovered and began to handle state affairs. The capital seemed to have calmed down, but Lu Zhiyao knew that after this serious illness, the emperor's health had never been very good. The princes were only calm on the surface, and the struggle behind the scenes was becoming more and more intense.

In April, Lu Zhiyao went to the palace with her mother.

"Your Majesty, I wanted to come in and take a look earlier, but I was afraid you were too busy," Madam Fan said in a friendly tone after bowing.

"It was the right thing not to come in. I don't know how many people were watching us recently." The Empress's tone was gentle, but with a hint of heaviness. She had no legitimate son, and the princes were fighting fiercely for her and the Duke's mansion behind her.

"It will at least help Your Highness with some of the burden," said Madam Fan, genuinely worried. "You're quite tired right now; if I come in, it will at least draw their attention to me."

The Empress laughed: "Sister Fan, you're not one of those people who can please everyone. If you wade in here, in the end, it'll be Yunqing and Zhilan who have to clean up the mess."

Madam Fan frankly admitted, "I'm not very smart, and my daughter Yao'er is even more straightforward. She even argued with her father because of me before."

"Oh?" the Empress asked with interest.

Lady Fan then recounted what had happened. After listening, the Empress nodded with pleasure: "Sister Fan, I was always worried that you were too straightforward and would get easily provoked by your husband, Lord Lu. But now I'm much more relieved, as Yao'er can protect you now."

"Yunqing and Zhilan can also protect me, Your Majesty, please rest assured."

The Empress truly cared for Madam Fan. She shook her head and said, "Sister Fan, we all come from noble families and have received the same education. It's true that Yunqing and Zhilan would never abandon their families if they had to choose. But Yao'er is devoted to you. Sister Fan, you've worked hard for half your life. Wouldn't it be better for you to live a peaceful and wealthy life?"

Her tone carried a hint of envy. If she hadn't married into the royal family, she could be an old noblewoman who occasionally takes care of the younger generation, right? If she couldn't do it, then she would let her best friend do it.

"Your Majesty, I am doing very well now. I am surrounded by my children, and Yao'er's health has improved as well."

The Empress looked at Lu Zhiyao with affection: "Yao'er did well. From now on, protect your mother like this, but try to be gentle with your father, after all, he is an elder."

"As you command."

With the emperor able to handle state affairs, the princes dared not be too blatant. Lu Zhiyao relaxed and began to select literary and martial arts instructors for Zining.

"Zining is only three years old. The teacher we chose now is mainly to help him get used to the learning environment. Big brother, is the one you're introducing considered a great scholar?" Lu Zhiyao looked at the two names on the note. She had heard of both of them, so they must be well-known, right?

"It's alright. Mr. Meng used to teach at Minglu Academy, but now that he's older and his wife and children have passed away, he's finding it difficult to keep up. He's quite adept at teaching a young child," Lu Yunqing explained. He and Mr. Meng were close friends despite their age difference, and seeing him so immersed in grief, he wanted to lend him a hand by having him teach a lively child to ease his mind.

"This Mr. Ming is a candidate for the imperial examination in the capital. He can only teach temporarily. Once he is appointed to an official position, he will have to resign from his position as a tutor."

"A scholar who passed the imperial examination? How can he be unemployed?" It's not like there are scholars everywhere.

"He offended someone, and the other party wanted to put him in a bad mood. He doesn't lack money; he just wants to find something to do."

"Oh, then Mr. Meng will do."

"Alright, in three days, I will take Zining to Mr. Meng's house to invite him."

"Okay, I will prepare the apprenticeship ceremony." Lu Zhiyao nodded. As for the martial arts master, it's simple. Zhou Boheng's attendants all know martial arts, so he can just assign one to his son for now.

Five years passed simply, and the emperor fell ill again. This time it seemed not serious, just a slight cold. The civil and military officials, including the concubines in the harem, and the princes who were already fiercely competing for power, did not pay attention. After all, the emperor had been frequently ill in the past five years, and there had been times when his illness was even more serious.

However, Lu Zhiyao, who knew the truth, became nervous. This time, the emperor himself had not paid attention to the minor illness, but it was going to kill him. His condition would worsen day by day until he passed away.

"It seems unusually hot this year," Lu Zhiyao said casually, rubbing her forehead.

Tao was somewhat puzzled. There had been a spring rain yesterday, and the breeze today was damp; it wasn't hot at all.

"Madam, do you feel hot?"

"Hmm, let's go to the estate early today, it's cool there." In recent years, she has devoted herself to enjoying life, doing whatever makes her happy, and going to the estate in the mountains outside Beijing every year to escape the summer heat.

"Alright, I'll inform them to prepare right away."

"We went early this year and stayed for a long time, bringing Zining and his masters to the estate."

"Yes."

The old lady of the Zhou family was already used to her youngest daughter-in-law going to the estate to escape the summer heat every year. She was slightly surprised that it was so early, but she didn't say anything.

On the fifth day after Lu Zhiyao arrived at the manor, two carriages left the manor and headed straight for the capital.

Madam Fan, who was on her routine trip to the palace to pay her respects to the Empress, was stopped by her daughter's servant before she even got home: "Madam, our lady is ill. She keeps thinking about you, Mother. Please go and see her."

Madam Fan was startled: "What? Quick, let's go straight to the estate."

The Lu family's carriage went directly out of the capital to the outskirts, while one of the manor's carriages went to the Lu family and the Marquis's residence, and another went to the market to buy some medicinal herbs, seasonings and other miscellaneous items. After buying them, it left the city directly. The servants in the other carriage stopped at two houses for a while before slowly returning to the Zhou family. It was not until the next day that it left the city again.

Fan had just arrived at the estate and hadn't yet figured out why her seemingly healthy daughter had sent a servant to tell them she was seriously ill when she was informed by her daughter.

"Mother, for the next month, you will stay here with me and not go anywhere else."

"what?"