Transmigrating into a book: Green tea, I want the vicious female supporting role!

"Young Master, who are you?"

Very quickly.

The servant of Rong Mansion came running to open the door.

Seeing Ying Yi, he could not help but ask, with a puzzled look on his face.

Ying Yi was the emperor of the Great Qin, but few people had seen his true face, and the servants only thought that he came to greet the master.

"Young Master, the master has been busy these days. If you are looking for the master, please come another day."

"Here is the silver money, just treat it as inviting you to visit the imperial capital."

Without waiting for Ying Yi to speak.

The servant said a lot in a row, and then took out a bag of silver money from his arms, looking at Ying Yi with a warm and apologetic face.

Ying Yi nodded secretly.

The Rong family is rich and is a hot commodity in the eyes of many people, but it has been standing until now, which is inseparable from the family style and the Rong family.

Do not offend anyone, even if it is an inconspicuous beggar, and show enough respect.

That's right.

The Rong family never made enemies outside, but instead won over many figures from the three-rate nine religions to serve the Rong family.

If it were other big families.

The servants would have driven Ying Yi away long ago, not to mention giving him any money, and apologizing with a warm face.

"Today I... I am not here for the head of the Rong family."

"I heard that Miss Rong had just entered the imperial capital and was seriously ill and urgently needed a fire-attributed spiritual object, so I didn't invite her to come. I hope you can forgive me."

Ying Yi smiled.

Although he was the emperor of the Great Qin, he was actually deeply influenced by the culture of the earth. Unless it was necessary, he would not show a condescending attitude.

On the contrary.

He liked to talk to ordinary people on an equal footing.

Hearing that they came for Rong Xinxue, the servant hurriedly shook his head and said, "Sir, the young lady is not at home today, but went to the outskirts of the imperial capital to provide porridge for refugees."

"And..."

The servant smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, since the young lady came back for many days, many guests have used this excuse to want to see the young lady, so I beg you to try not to bother the young lady unless it is necessary."

"The young lady has been weak since she was a child. She just came back from a long distance to the imperial capital. Let the young lady have a good rest for a while."

If it were something else.

Perhaps the servant would not say this, but would talk humbly and respectfully.

But when it comes to the young lady, the servant's tone can hardly hide a trace of anger.

In the past few days, he has seen all kinds of monsters and demons, all of whom are using the name of treating the young lady, and finally want to marry the young lady, perhaps using the Rong family to achieve some purpose.

Although the young lady is silent and has always been gentle and polite, as servants, they have long been fed up with it.

"Not in Rong Mansion?"

Ying Yi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't care about the servant's words. He just nodded lightly, "Excuse me."

Ying Yi strode away.

Hearing what the servant of the Rong family said, Rong Xinxue seemed to have a restless life these days.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, took out the token, and directly sent a message to the night patrol.

Although the fate has not yet been decided, this group of flies and rats is annoying enough, so he will start with a few of them to deter them.

Leaving Rong's house.

Ying Yi went directly to the outskirts of the imperial capital.

As expected.

From a distance, he saw more than a dozen carriages full of food parked aside.

On the carriage, a flag embroidered with the word Rong stood above.

Hundreds of disabled refugees in tattered clothes and famine-looking faces lined up in three queues and received the fragrant meat porridge in an orderly manner.

In front of the huge iron pot, a woman in plain clothes, with a slender figure and beautiful appearance, without makeup, could not hide her frail beauty.

This woman was Rong Xinxue.

Rong Xinxue wore a veil and served meat porridge to them with several personal maids.

"Ahem~"

Rong Xinxue turned around from time to time and coughed a few times.

Xiaorou on the side was frightened.

"Miss, why don't we go back? It's too windy today."

"Yes, Miss, just leave it to us here, you have to take care of yourself."

The guard on the side frowned and said.

Rong Xinxue waved her hand, panting slightly, with a trace of fatigue on her eyebrows, but she still said softly: "No, there is not much porridge, it will be over soon."

"I'll just trouble you to work harder for a while."

"Miss, this is what we should do."

Everyone was distressed.

But knowing Rong Xinxue's temper, they didn't advise her, but quickly served the porridge and asked Rong Xinxue to make less.

"Miss Rong is such a good person. If it weren't for Miss Rong, we wouldn't know what to do."

"Yes, I've heard that Miss Rong is not only beautiful, but also kind-hearted. If it weren't for Miss Rong giving out porridge these days, I'm afraid we would all be dead."

"Miss Rong is really a living Bodhisattva."

A group of refugees and vagrants were moved to tears.

They were at the bottom of the Qin Dynasty, and no one cared about their humble lives.

But only Rong Xinxue.

Always kept them in her heart, and whenever she had time, she would give them porridge.Congee, even if he went to ask for medicine, he would order the servants to send them food and drink, so that they could live in peace.

"Yes, but God is unfair. Miss Rong is such a good person, why does she have a terminal illness?"

Hearing this.

Many disabled refugees could not hide their grief.

If possible, they are willing to exchange their lives for Rong Xinxue's well-being.

"Xue'er..."

Feeling Rong Xinxue's breath, Ying Yi's heart ached.

At this time, Rong Xinxue did not have the desire to survive as before, and did not stop the cold air in her body from spreading, but let it develop.

Ying Yi's voice was hoarse.

"Silly girl, no matter how wrong it is, it's my fault, Ying Yi."

"You should live well, why torture yourself like this."

Ying Yi was so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe.

In the previous life, Rong Xinxue went everywhere to ask for medicine, and she extended her life for many years for her parents and the poor people she could not give up.

And now.

He could not see any desire to survive from her. Her face was extremely calm, and even a touch of carefreeness could be seen.

Originally, he thought that Rong Xinxue would forget him and live a good life.

But now it seems that she has not forgotten him, but is constantly torturing herself in this cruel way. Perhaps rebirth will only make her more painful.

Ying Yi took a deep breath and wanted to go directly over.

Just as he raised his step, he quickly took it back.

Going over like this will not only have no effect, but will make Rong Xinxue even more distant from him.

He cannot have too strong a purpose, he should be more casual.

Thoughts come to this.

Ying Yi transformed into a middle-aged man and walked towards the convoy.

He did not use a sophisticated method of transformation, which just happened to let Rong Xinxue see his true face.

As for why this happened, he had already made enough plans.

ps: This is how it is, the writing is so bad...