Quick Transmigration: Can This Kind of Scum Become the Chosen One?

Chapter 199: Cannon Fodder in the Confiscated Property and Exile Story 4

The journey to exile was too arduous, and the Sun family's provision of this space could make their journey more comfortable.

Then she can tell Mrs. Sun that she also has a space.

Having had such a miraculous experience herself, Ms. Sun said that she also had a space, which made it easier for her to accept.

They could take out some supplies along the way and use them to cover each other.

"Host, are you sure you want to give this space to the Sun family?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Host, it has been sent over."

Sun had a dream.

In her dream, a deity gave her a gift.

The gift is called "Space," which allows you to put items inside, making them invisible and intangible to others.

When Ms. Sun got up in the morning, she thought of the space in her dream, and then the blanket on her body disappeared.

Sun seemed to see the quilt in her mind.

"My blanket, my blanket."

The quilt reappeared in Sun's hands.

Looking at the quilt that had appeared out of thin air, Mrs. Sun touched it; it was real.

Then I thought about space again.

The blanket disappeared again.

The image of a quilt appeared somewhere in my mind.

Sun thought about taking it out.

The blanket was back in her hands.

Could last night's dream have been real?

A deity truly gave her a gift: a space where she could store items.

Sun tried other things in the room. She could put anything into the space and take it out by simply thinking about it.

It's a truly amazing thing.

But why did the gods give me this gift? I wish such a wonderful thing was given to Jiang He.

It's convenient for doing anything.

Jiang Ping woke up in bed.

After a good night's sleep, I feel much more clear-headed.

However, my throat is a little sore and my nose is blocked.

My cold isn't better yet.

As soon as Jiang Ping moved, Aunt Wang woke up as well.

Looking up, I saw that Jiang Ping had opened her eyes.

"Ping'er, you're awake. Do you feel unwell anywhere?"

"Auntie, my throat hurts." Jiang Ping's voice was very hoarse.

"Ping'er, you've been soaking in the lotus pond for too long and caught a cold. Let me get you some water."

Aunt Wang went to pour water and found that the water in the teapot was all cold.

"Someone, go and get a new pot of hot water."

There was only one maidservant in the courtyard.

When she saw Aunt Wang calling her to change the hot water, she pretended not to hear.

She's only in charge of sweeping and cleaning, why is she doing this kind of work too?

She was just a concubine's daughter and an unfavored aunt; they weren't the ones who paid her her monthly allowance, so she wouldn't listen to their orders.

The maid pretended not to hear and left Jiang Ping's courtyard without turning her head.

Aunt Wang was furious when she saw that the person had left just like that.

Each of them is adept at adapting their approach to the situation.

Now Jiang Ping has lost her personal maid and has no one to serve her.

Aunt Wang said goodbye to Jiang Ping and returned to her own courtyard.

She asked the nanny in her courtyard to take care of Jiang Ping first, and then changed her clothes and dressed up.

She needs to go to the master and ask him to reassign a few people to Jiang Ping.

Jiang Yu had more than ten maids, while Jiang Ping only had one maid to serve her.

Now, lying in a hospital bed, he has no one to turn to.

Aunt Wang covered the scar on her face with thick makeup and carefully drew her eyebrows and eyes. The master liked her eyes the most.

When Jiang Linyun heard that Aunt Wang had come to see her, she assumed that Aunt Wang had come because of Jiang Ping's drowning the day before.

Didn't we make everything clear yesterday? Why are you looking for him again today?

Since her disfigurement, Aunt Wang's beauty has been greatly diminished, and she has become rather dull.

Jiang Linyun also lost a lot of interest.

Yesterday, he sent people to rescue Jiang Ping, but instead of being grateful, she got angry with him and made him lose face.

If Aunt Wang can admit her mistake and apologize to him today, he will forgive her.

If they continue to insist that Jiang Yu apologize to Jiang Ping, then he doesn't want to pay any more attention to them.

Jiang Linyun's eyes lit up when he saw Aunt Wang.

This is his favorite look.

So gentle and lovely, so tender and affectionate, her peach blossom eyes blinked and blinked into his heart.

He agreed to everything Aunt Wang said.

Aunt Wang saw the infatuation in Jiang Linyun's eyes. Fortunately, the master still liked this appearance.

Madam Li was so angry that she smashed a tea set. That vixen, Aunt Wang, had gone to seduce the master again early in the morning.

They just fired one maid yesterday, and today they've come to take away ten more.

A mere illegitimate child dares to dream of being on equal footing with Jiang Yu? What a delusional thought!

It seems she was too kind-hearted and left these troublemakers alive.

Li's trusted nanny comforted her, saying that she was just a concubine and that the power of life and death was in the hands of the mistress.

Once the master gets tired of it, it's no wonder it's at anyone's mercy.

A concubine's daughter can't amount to much; she almost lost her life in the lotus pond this time.

Just because someone rescued you this time doesn't mean you'll be rescued every time.

Lady Li was plotting how to make Concubine Wang fall out of favor again.

This time, she'll be utterly ruined, reduced to a pulp, never to rise again.

And that little bitch Jiang Ping, she's really lucky to have survived.

Today you dream of receiving the same treatment as Jiang Yu, but tomorrow you'll be trying to steal the position of the Sixth Prince's consort from her?

Yu'er was right. They were like toads trying to eat swan meat, daring to dream of the Sixth Prince. She would let them know that the concubine was nothing but a plaything, and that a concubine's daughter could never climb above the legitimate daughter.

Ambitious but unlucky, let that little bitch Jiang Ping and her mother become concubines in the future.

The son of Steward Chen in the mansion is quite good. Although he is a servant, he is the old lady's confidant, and everyone has to respectfully call him Master Chen.

It was Jiang Ping's good fortune to be able to serve Master Chen's son.

Jiang Ping lay alone in bed.

The original owner of this body was supposed to be a young lady from the Prime Minister's mansion, but she didn't even have anyone to serve her.

Previously, she only had a maidservant by her side. When the original owner fell into the lotus pond, the maidservant wanted to find someone to rescue her, but was pinned to the ground by Jiang Yu's maidservant.

But when I woke up, I didn't see him.

It seems they also fell victim to Jiang Yu's wickedness; I wonder if they were injured.

Aunt Wang said she was going to get her a new kettle of hot water, but she never came back.

Actually, it's fine if she doesn't drink hot water; cold water is fine too, as long as it can soothe her throat.

Otherwise, the pain and hoarseness, like being on fire, would be unbearable.

Finally, a nanny arrived; she was the nanny who served Consort Wang, and she brought a pot of hot water.

But the hot water isn't drinkable either; it needs to sit for a while longer.

Unfortunately, the nanny poured out the cold water; otherwise, she could have mixed the two types together to make warm water.

Jiang Ping had no choice but to wait.

Her stomach started growling; she hadn't eaten breakfast yet.

The nanny left again to prepare breakfast.

Jiang Ping was left alone in the room again, along with a pot of hot water.

Jiang Ping stared blankly at the bed curtains above her head.

So boring, so incredibly boring.

There was no cell phone, no tablet, no computer, not even an MP3 player for listening to music.