Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

Song Lianhe chuckled inwardly.

Pretend, keep pretending, who do you have no idea about?

With Su Huaqing so close, Song Lianhe didn't show any fear. He raised his head and said, "We Ming people don't tell secrets. If Zhou Junlin can find me here, it's you who leaked the secret, right?"

Su Huaqing was startled, then shook his head and laughed.

Song Lianhe frowned: "Why are you laughing?"

Su Huaqing immediately looked serious and said in admiration: "I am just surprised that such a secret thing can be discovered by the princess, what should I do?"

"...You can be more perfunctory and obvious."

She is not a fool, and his coaxing tone sounds like he is confident.

However, Zhou Junlin was the future emperor. He made the right bet, and he had to admire him for being a scheming and thoughtful person. The current financial sponsor had not just stepped into the East Palace with half a foot, so what did he have to worry about!

At this moment, Cao Ying came back.

Before she even entered the door, her voice floated over, "This is because the business of our medical clinic is good. The prices of medicinal materials have risen with the trend. Why don't you buy on credit? Damn! It's a time-honored brand? If it weren't for the medical clinic, How can they survive so far? Do you really think our medical clinic can only buy from his family?"

When Cao Ying came in and saw Song Lianhe, she was surprised and said: "Ah, why are you here?" Suddenly she realized it again. She stepped forward and lowered her voice and said: "I heard from my brother this morning that King Qing was sent to attack King Yongdong. Yes, and the general protecting the country is accompanying him." He glanced at Su Huaqing warily as he spoke, "I also heard that originally the Holy Sage wanted to ask King Ling to go, but somehow he became your husband."

That look clearly said that there must be something fishy in it!

Su Huaqing suddenly said helplessly: "Miss Cao, are you still here?"

Are you "whispering" so loudly because you're afraid that he won't be able to hear you clearly?

Cao Ying looked back without any embarrassment, "Oh, you haven't left yet?"

Su Huaqing spread his hands. Obviously, he didn't.

As for why the original plot was about Zhou Junlin countering the rebellion, but it turned out to be Zhou Cangyan, Song Lianhe could only understand it as the villain's protagonist's aura attributes were increasing.

So it’s useless to think too much, the plot has its own ideas.

If you can't beat it, just join!

Since she has placed her bet on Zhou Cangyan, no matter whether he is the villain or the male protagonist, she is bound to work hard in front of and behind the horse! She is better than any of the younger brothers who follow him! So good that he would feel embarrassed even touching her hair!

After making up his mind, Song Lianhe had nothing to worry about and directly asked about the recent business of the medical clinic.

Cao Ying glanced at Su Huaqing, who was good-tempered, "You two, please help yourself. I'm going to go to the kitchen to give little Shuangye a hand."

Coming to the kitchen, Futaba was making pastries.

She may have average cooking skills, but she is excellent at making pastries. Su Huaqing is a mouth-watering person, and she praised them repeatedly after eating them.

Why would Futaba need his help? Su Huaqing didn't refuse. He brought the little Fangzi and sat at the door, waving the folding fan and chatting with her.

"...Mr. Su, what do you mean by this, Your Majesty? Yesterday was the wedding day of our young lady and the prince! The prince didn't even have time to enter the bridal chamber, so he was sent out of the city by an imperial edict."

The fan that Su Huaqing was shaking suddenly stopped.

Futaba's work didn't stop, and he couldn't help complaining for his young lady, "I don't know how long it will take for the prince to come back from this crusade! If...then what should the young lady do?"

Su Huaqing lowered the clear light in her eyes and smiled slightly, "Your young lady is a blessed person. You don't have to worry about her."

"Where is the blessing? Alas~" Shuangye sighed and said: "My wife left early, and the master didn't love her. In the early years, she lost her reputation because of King Ling... I finally married His Highness King Qing, who knew On the wedding day, I kept an empty house..."

"Futaba."

Su Huaqing suddenly spoke up.

"Just say this in front of me. If outsiders know it, they might blame all the troubles on your young lady." He chuckled and said slowly: "Women always have to take some risks in this regard. It’s a loss, so the people around her should take more care of her.”

Futaba suddenly realized and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, Master Su is right! If others know this, they may not be able to arrange the arrangements for our young lady!"

On the ginkgo tree in the backyard, Xuanmei lay leisurely on the branch, glanced down lightly, and closed his eyes again.

For several days in a row, Song Lianhe would go to the medical clinic during the day.

After her Zhenguan San Pills, she successively launched cough pills, analgesic pills, and Zhixie pills. The most popular ones are Qiangxin Pills for patients with angina pectoris, Xingnao Pills for cerebral hemorrhage and stroke coma, and Heat Stroke Pills. and Qingre Pills, a first-aid medicine for epilepsy, and Dahong Pills, which are used to improve myocardial ischemia.

These four first-aid medicines, together with antipyretic pills, lipiodol pills and miasma pills, are called the "Seven Dragon Balls" of medical clinics.

While the medical clinic was busy with publicity, the examination began.

Early in the morning, the medical clinic put up a sign saying "My boss is happy", and everyone in the medical clinic sent Yanwen off to the examination room.

Outside the examination room, a line of carriages were parked, many of which belonged to the Zhongding House in Ling'an City.

Compared with them, Song Lianhe's side was full of pomp and circumstance.

She put on her curtain hat and came to see him off as a medical woman in a medical clinic.

As a good friend, Su Huaqing had been waiting here early.

"Don't be nervous, you will answer later! If you are tired from the exam, just take a nap, Futaba has prepared a blanket for you..."

Song Lianhe kept chattering all the way because he was afraid that his appearance would affect Yanwen's plot setting.

Yan Wen wore a new gown, with a white sole and green bamboo, and a pair of black satin tiger-head boots, which have now been renamed "Dengke Boots", which was Song Lianhe's new name last night.

He responded seriously to every word Song Lianhe told him: "Yes, okay, I understand."

Su Huaqing crossed his arms and said with a smile: "Boss Song, he is going to take the scientific examination."

"So what about the scientific examination?" Song Lianhe didn't want Yan Wen to be nervous and deliberately said nonchalantly: "There are thousands of roads in life, and the scientific examination is just one of them. It may be a shortcut, but it may not be the end! Everyone has their own path. There are differences, and the scenery we have seen along the way is also different. Whether you are the number one scholar or the shopkeeper, you are all about saving the world and benefiting the people. As long as you have a clear conscience, that is your own path!"

She spoke loudly, but she still whispered in her heart: Of course, it would be best if you can get the top prize!

Yanwen and Su Huaqing both fell silent after these words.

Song Lianhe immediately smiled and raised his hand to pat Yanwen on the shoulder: "However, I still have to give an explanation for my poor years."

Yanwen's clear eyes showed her smiling face.

He slowly looked away, "Yan will definitely live up to the girl's expectations."

At this moment, someone called out softly: "Master Yan."

Several people turned around and saw that it was Song Xilan.