Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

Lu Shunfu responded softly, "Your Majesty, why bother with those unruly people? They must have taken advantage of the Qing Palace and are just helping the Qing Palace build momentum! In the final analysis, they are also afraid of you, Your Majesty!"

How could Zhou Yang be deceived by his comforting words?

He was so angry that his eyes turned red, and he gasped, "King Xuan Heng!"

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For two consecutive days, the gates of Prince Qing's mansion were wide open, and the imperial guards were still on guard as ordered, but they were not on high alert like when they first arrived. Not only did they become familiar with the people in the mansion, they would also greet the nearby residents from time to time when they passed by.

"Brother Li, are you still guarding?"

"Yes, Brother Wang, are you going to buy some groceries?"

"I'll stew the goose tonight and bring some over for you to go with your wine!"

"Oh, thank you so much!"

"you are welcome."

Yan Huan had given up completely. He ate the snacks that Shuangye brought him while leaning against a stone pier to rest.

When the shadow guard came out, he saw him and joked, "Hey, Deputy Commander Yan, are you eating?"

Yan Huan just glanced at him sideways and said unhappily: "Go away, go do what you need to do! Don't disturb grandpa from basking in the sun here!"

The shadow guard had a spirit of not admitting defeat. Even after being scolded, he came forward in a servile manner and said, "Why did the emperor send you here? You must be loyal to the emperor and be fed by him!"

Yan Huan glared at him, "What's the use of my loyalty? Didn't you see what those people were holding? Such a big radish! If it hits someone, it can kill them. How can I be so desperate that I would risk my life for a position as a commander? It's just an extra 500 coins! It's not worth it!"

After he said that, he continued to bask in the sun and eat cakes comfortably.

"You know what, Miss Shuangye's pastry-making skills are no worse than those of the chef at Dezhenlou!"

Seeing his "unmotivated" look, the shadow guard shook his head repeatedly.

From him, we can get a glimpse of the whole picture. Most of the officials in Dacheng behave like him. Their advantage is that they know how to adapt to the times.

Although the atmosphere inside and outside the mansion was harmonious, Zhou Yang remained silent, and Song Lianhe felt more and more uneasy.

Something is wrong. This is very wrong!

She stood at the door of the clinic, folded her arms and looked up at the sky.

Suddenly, I heard an "ow".

Chunhua is chasing pigeons.

The pigeons belong to Uncle Chen next door. They have come to his house several times in the past two days. Although Chunhua has never been cruel to them, she has scared the pigeons so much that they refuse to eat when they go back.

Song Lianhe frowned, pinched his waist and shouted to the sky: "Chunhua! Come down!"

"Ow—"

Chunhua was not very willing, but still flew down lazily.

Seeing the pigeon feather in its mouth, Song Lianhe hurriedly pulled it down, fearing that Uncle Chen would see it and scold him again.

She grabbed Chunhua by the wings and took it to the backyard for inspection.

The spring flowers are restless and jumping around.

"If you jump again, I'll pluck out all your hair!"

"Chirp~"

Chunhua is acting coquettishly.

Song Lianhe looked disgusted and asked, "Can you be a falcon with only a bird's face?"

"Haha, you can even fight with a falcon. You are worthy of being me."

The back door opened at some point, and Zhou Junlin stood there openly.

Song Lianhe looked at him, his expression not at all surprised.

"Is anyone following?"

He laughed and walked in.

When Chunhua saw him, she got a little angry, her wings spread out, and her eyes became sharp.

Zhou Junlin just glanced at it and said casually: "It really looks a lot like its owner."

"It would be strange if it jumped up to greet you."

Chunhua’s injuries have healed and she is fine, so she can continue chasing pigeons without any problem.

"Go and play."

She lets the spring flowers fly.

Seeing Chunhua happily chasing pigeons again, Song Lianhe couldn't help but smile.

When she looked back inadvertently, she met Zhou Junlin's meaningful eyes.

"what?"

"You can be kind to a beast, but you are always cold and cautious towards me, Song Lianhe, you are unfair."

Song Lianhe snorted and laughed, staring at the man's elegant and handsome face, and said expressionlessly: "Who made you unpopular! And, its name is Chunhua."

As if she heard her own name, or perhaps Chunhua knew that she was supporting her, she let out a loud "Ao" in the sky.

Zhou Junlin continued to stare at her, "You know, the person you hate is not the real me."

"So? You can deny what you did?"

Song Lianhe didn't have the leisure time to answer his questions as the front hall was still busy.

"Tell me, what do you want to talk to me about?" She stared at Zhou Junlin and added as if she knew what he was going to say, "I mean serious business."

He looked at her, sighed helplessly, then took out the letter from his arms and pushed it in front of her: "Take this letter to the emperor's uncle."

"it is good."

She happily took the letter and was about to go in.

Zhou Junlin quickly stopped her and said, "There will be chaos in Ling'an in a few days. Ask him to send you out of the city as soon as possible."

Song Lianhe stood there, vaguely guessing something, but did not move.

After a long while, she turned her head and looked at him.

"Zhou Junlin, you always say that your life is arranged. But from the moment you began to question this world, you have already taken back the initiative. In other words, the road is paved for you by others, but how to walk it is still up to you."

He looked at her steadily, then lowered his eyes and smiled again.

"Why did I wake up so late?"

Song Lianhe didn't say anything more. He seemed quite sentimental at the moment. She was afraid that if she said too much, he would start to fall in love. Who made her so outstanding!

In the afternoon, Su Huaqing and Yan Wen also came.

Song Lianhe gave Yan Wen a holiday these days. After all, he is an official in the court. Prince Qing's Mansion and the medical clinic are both troubled places, so it is better to stay away from them.

As for Su Huaqing, since he knew he was Zhou Cangyan's man, he could do whatever he wanted. Who among them who work as double agents is a simple person? He can handle the big things by himself.

"Why are you back?"

When Song Lianhe saw Yan Wen, she blamed him, "The water here is too muddy, don't wade in with me. You can't swim, be careful or you will drown again!"

The handsome man subconsciously avoided her gaze when he saw her, but his voice was firm and unusual: "My life was given by Second Miss Song. Let alone at this moment, even if the princess has something serious, I swear to stay by Second Miss Song's side!"

That's true...thank you!

Song Lianhe looked at Su Huaqing again, "Why didn't you stop him?"

Su Huaqing laughed: "Princess, you are too partial to one, aren't you? Why are you afraid of getting Yan Rongbai into trouble when he comes here, but you don't even ask me when he comes to me?"

"Lord Su is as smart as a shrew. Who can do anything to you?"

Song Lianhe ignored him and said to Yan Wen: "Actually, King Qing and I, we..."

"Miss Song, there is no need to say more. I already know everything."

Song Lianhe was startled: "All?"

"Yeah, all of them."

She turned her head to look at Su Huaqing.

Are all double agents so loose-lipped?

Su Huaqing knew without asking that she was scolding him.

He was so angry that he laughed, "There are so many ancient Uighur characters engraved on your bracelets. Do you really think I am a god? Rong Bo is an expert in this. If we don't invite him, this will not be accomplished."