Oops! The Black Lotus Can’t Be a Female Supporting Character

Oops! The Black Lotus Can't Be a Female Supporting Character CHAPTER 2: The youthful beauty exuded a delicate, fragile charm

Xiao Yanfei’s heart sank, and she thought to herself with dread: If anything happens to Xiao Ye, she would be just like the original Xiao Yanfei in the novel—no matter how many times she tried to explain, she wouldn’t be able to clear her name.

Xiao Ye curled up into a little ball, his dark pupils dull and lifeless, trembling like a helpless cub in the midst of a storm.

Xiao Yanfei furrowed her brow tightly. If only there were an inhaler right now…

As soon as this thought crossed her mind, she felt a sudden, intense heat in the palm of her left hand. Then, an inexplicable sensation washed over her. She vaguely saw a familiar small box with a bright red cross symbol on it, standing out vividly.

It was the first aid kit she had desperately clutched in her arms before the car accident!

Her heart skipped a beat, and the heat in her palm intensified.

Could it be that the first aid kit traveled with her through time?

Xiao Yanfei’s heartbeat quickened in disbelief.

Xiao Ye’s labored breathing pierced through her thoughts, snapping her back to the present.

That’s right—there’s an inhaler in the first aid kit!

Xiao Yanfei instinctively reached out, but grasped only air.

The first aid kit floated in the air, faint and indistinct, while the red crescent-shaped birthmark on her palm grew even hotter.

She tried again. This time, with ease, she used her mind to pull a small blue inhaler from the kit.

In the next moment, the inhaler appeared in her left hand. The real, tangible sensation in her palm confirmed that this wasn’t a hallucination or a dream.

Xiao Yanfei’s eyes brightened with an extraordinary light. She quickly helped Xiao Ye into a sitting position.

The little one’s breathing became more labored, his pale face tinged with blue, like a fish stranded on land.

“It’s okay.”

“Don’t be afraid.”

Xiao Yanfei gently reassured Xiao Ye, swiftly opening the inhaler’s cap, shaking it a few times, and then guiding him to place the mouthpiece in his mouth.

“Breathe in!” she said succinctly, pressing down on the inhaler.

After counting to “five,” Xiao Yanfei moved the inhaler away and said, “Hold your breath. When I count to ten, exhale slowly.”

A bit confused, Xiao Ye obediently followed her instructions.

After inhaling the medication twice, his breathing gradually steadied, and his small body stopped trembling.

His right hand unconsciously reached out and grabbed Xiao Yanfei’s sleeve, clutching it tightly as if seeking comfort.

Xiao Yanfei took out a small pulse oximeter and quietly clipped it onto the fingers of Xiao Ye’s hand, which was resting by his side. She watched the fluctuating numbers on the device.

It wasn’t long before…

His heart rate was normal.

Blood oxygen saturation was at 99%.

She removed the oximeter and smiled. “It’s fine now.”

“It’s fine?” Xiao Ye repeated her words, blinking slowly. The dullness in his eyes faded, replaced by a spark of life, though there was still some disbelief.

Just moments ago, Xiao Ye thought he was going to suffocate and never see his mother again.

But now, he felt fine!

There had been no needles, no medicine, and yet he was better!

Xiao Ye touched his throat and chest with his free left hand, taking several deep breaths, then exhaling long and slow, feeling as if he were dreaming.

“Second Sister, I’m better!” His bright, almond-shaped eyes opened wide, shining with excitement as he looked at Xiao Yanfei.

The soft, chubby little boy smiled with his teeth showing, looking irresistibly cute, his face radiating pure admiration.

Xiao Yanfei smiled gently and ruffled his soft black hair.

She had once been an orphan, with no ties, no attachments, but now, after crossing over, she had gained a little brother.

She carefully helped the small boy back to the bedside, his warm, soft body pressing against her cold skin, gradually warming her heart.

Xiao Ye pouted, looking at the scattered pine nut candies on the ground with a heartbroken expression. “My candy…”

Xiao Yanfei’s gaze fell on the scattered candies.

Asthma attacks usually have triggers, but when Xiao Ye entered, he hadn’t been running fast, they had only exchanged a few words, and he hadn’t been startled… So why had he suddenly struggled to breathe?

Could it be an allergy?

Xiao Yanfei bent down and picked up a piece of pine nut candy from the floor, bringing it close to her nose for a sniff.

Could it be the pine nuts?

Before she could finish the thought, she dismissed it. After all, Xiao Ye had just said that he frequently ate pine nut candies, so it probably wasn’t the pine nuts causing the issue.

Xiao Ye thought Xiao Yanfei was about to eat the candy and his eyes widened even more. He quickly pressed her hand down.

“Mother said that if the candy falls on the ground, it’s dirty and can’t be eaten, or it’ll hurt your stomach,” he said seriously, his voice soft and sweet. “Don’t be sad, I’ll buy you more tomorrow…”

“Second Sister, you need to listen.”

He gently patted Xiao Yanfei’s hand with his chubby little hand, as though soothing a child.

Xiao Yanfei: “…”

She really wanted to pinch the soft, chubby cheek of the little bundle of joy in front of her.

“Third Young Master!” At that moment, a breathless woman’s voice came from the direction of the main hall. The tone was filled with clear anxiety. “Is the Third Young Master… here?”

“Jin momo‘s here to look for me,” Xiao Ye murmured softly.

Xiao Yanfei reached out and lightly tapped the little fellow on the nose. “You came here secretly?”

“I’m awesome, right?” Xiao Ye grinned mischievously.

Before the words had even finished, the curtain was abruptly pulled aside, and a plump woman in blue rushed into the room in a flurry, her steps quick and hurried.

When Jin momo saw Xiao Ye sitting peacefully at the bedside, safe and sound, her heart, which had been suspended in the air, finally settled back in place.

The rules in the mansion were strict. Usually, when the Third Young Master was attending class at the family school in the front courtyard, she wasn’t allowed to follow him to attend to him.

She could only go pick him up after class at the designated time, but today, when she arrived, the teacher said that the Third Young Master had already left.

Thinking of how the Third Young Master had been constantly mentioning wanting to see Second Young Miss since yesterday, Jin momo hurried over.

The entire journey had been quite nerve-wracking for her. What if the Third Young Master didn’t come to the Second Young Miss’s room? What if he hurt himself or accidentally fell into the pond? She couldn’t bear the responsibility for that.

Fortunately, the Third Young Master was safe and sound.

Jin momo took a few deep breaths to calm herself, then walked up to the siblings, first greeting Xiao Yanfei respectfully.

Then, she turned to Xiao Ye, sighing helplessly, “Third Young Master, how could you come here without waiting for me? I was so worried.”

“I told you, I wanted to see Second Sister,” Xiao Ye said confidently.

“…” Jin momo hesitated, still feeling unsettled.

The Third Young Master was young, physically weak, and had asthma. The servants were always extremely careful when attending to him—afraid he might catch a cold, run too fast, or accidentally inhale something he shouldn’t…

Hmm?

Jin momo‘s expression subtly shifted. She sniffed the air and glanced toward the corner, where a qilin-patterned incense burner was releasing greenish smoke.

There were only about five or six types of incense commonly used in the Duke’s residence, but the scent in Xiao Yanfei’s room seemed different. Faintly, it carried the fragrance of Green Calyx flowers—fresh and elegant.

Could it be?

Everyone in the household knew that the Third Young Master could not tolerate the scent of Green Calyx flowers. Would Second Young Miss really be so bold?

Jin momo sniffed again, but after a moment’s hesitation, she thought it might not be the case. She wasn’t entirely sure.

Instinctively, she looked at Xiao Ye. Seeing his face pale, she nervously asked, “Third Young Master, are you feeling alright? Is something bothering you?”

Xiao Ye hurriedly shook his head. “I’m fine!”

He even patted his little chest, thinking to himself: I can’t say anything about what just happened, otherwise, I’ll never be able to come see Second Sister again.

Jin Niang let out a sigh of relief.

Still, she didn’t dare let her guard down.

After all, Second Young Miss was the biological daughter of Concubine Cui…

The Third Young Master was as fragile as porcelain, the beloved child of Madam. One couldn’t afford to be careless.

Jin momo tightly grasped the handkerchief in her hand, bending slightly as she looked at Xiao Ye sitting by the couch. She spoke gently, “Third Young Master, Madam has just returned and is looking for you.”

“Mother’s back?” Xiao Ye’s eyes widened in surprise. He quickly hopped off the couch, but before he could even steady himself, Jin momo swiftly picked him up.

“Second Young Miss, I’ll take my leave,” Jin momo said, offering a quick bow to Xiao Yanfei before rushing out of the room, as though being chased by some wild animal.

Xiao Ye peeked out from Jin momo’s shoulder, cheerfully waving at Xiao Yanfei. “Second Sister, be good, I’ll come visit you again tomorrow…”

Before he could finish, Jin momo hurriedly carried him out of the inner room.

The curtain swayed, its rustling blending with the sound of wind brushing the tree branches outside.

“See you tomorrow.”

Those three words were almost spoken to herself, as she exhaled a warm breath.

Whoosh.

Xiao Yanfei’s head was spinning, and her whole body felt heavy. She raised her hand to touch her forehead, and it was burning with fever.

Even without taking her temperature, she could tell she had a fever, and it was rising faster than when she first woke up.

In both ancient times and even in the modern world with advanced medicine, fever could be life-threatening.

But thankfully, her first aid kit was still here!

The kit contained items she had personally prepared for this trip to the countryside for free clinics—various medications and tools for treating injuries, intravenous drugs, as well as common medicines for inflammation, fever, and colds. While it wasn’t stocked with everything, it was enough to handle most sudden illnesses or injuries.

Xiao Yanfei gently stroked the red crescent-shaped birthmark on her left palm.

The vivid crimson birthmark was as bright as cinnabar.

Her thoughts shifted, and the first aid kit with its red cross insignia appeared faintly in her mind’s eye. Using her thoughts, she returned the blood oxygen meter and inhaler to the kit and took out the cold medicine.

After swallowing the cold medicine with some water, a deep sense of exhaustion soon overtook her, and she lazily yawned.

She lifted the quilt and lay back on the couch. Her eyes closed, and she was quickly consumed by sleep, while outside, the rain began to pour heavily.

She slept for several hours.

When she opened her eyes again, the rain had stopped, and the sky had brightened. She felt drenched in sweat, but her body felt much lighter.

Xiao Yanfei smiled and used a thermometer to check her temperature, which read 36.7°C.

Just as she put the thermometer away, a woman in her forties, wearing a dark purple brocade robe with subtle patterns, entered with two maidservants. She had a round face, triangular eyes, and her chin was slightly raised, her expression carrying a hint of arrogance.

This was the housekeeper of the courtyard, Sun momo.

“Miss, you’re finally awake,” Sun momo said with a furrowed brow, her tone cold and firm. “The Old Madam has asked for you to go to Ronghe Hall right now.”

“Now that your health is better, hurry up and freshen up. Don’t be rude in front of the Old Madam.”

As she spoke, Sun momo made a gesture to the two maidservants behind her, signaling them to move quickly.

The two maidservants were the original owner’s personal attendants: Dingxiang, lively and quick-witted, and Haitang, gentle and composed.

“Miss, let me help you with your washing,” Dingxiang said with a smile, holding a warm towel to gently wipe Xiao Yanfei’s face.

Haitang picked a brand-new, bright green dress from the wardrobe, but Sun momo only glanced at it before rejecting it. “No, it’s too bright.”

She raised her hand and pointed to a light blue dress in the wardrobe. “This one will do.”

Haitang quickly agreed and took the light blue robe instead, while she and Dingxiang helped Xiao Yanfei with changing, putting on socks, shoes, and fixing her hair.

The only sounds in the room were the soft rustling of fabric.

The two maidservants worked in perfect coordination, their movements smooth and practiced. But for Xiao Yanfei, who had never been served this way before, she felt uncomfortable. If it weren’t for the fact that she had no idea how to wear such complex ancient clothes or do the elaborate hairstyles, she would have already done it herself.

Xiao Yanfei sat motionless in front of the vanity, staring blankly at the young woman in the mirror. A look of admiration crossed her face.

The original owner’s face was truly beautiful.

Her face was an elegant oval, with delicate features. Her large, cat-like eyes had a graceful curve, the outer corners slightly upturned. Her dark pupils shone like black gemstones, bright and lustrous.

Her nose was straight and refined, while her gently curved, slightly upturned lips wore a subtle smile.

However, her complexion was still a little pale from the illness.

The young girl had a petite, delicate figure, exuding a certain fragile, charming grace that made people feel a deep sense of affection.

“Miss,” Haitang took a butterfly-shaped gold hairpin embedded with red coral beads from the box and held it up near Xiao Yanfei’s temple. “How about this gold hairpin?”

“No,” Sun momo quickly intervened, her critical gaze sweeping over Xiao Yanfei. “Miss, you are already quite alluring and enchanting. This hairpin is too eye-catching, not dignified enough.”

“How about this one?” Sun momo selected a simple plum blossom silver hairpin from the jewelry box. “It’s better for a young lady to appear more composed, not like some seductive fox spirit.”

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