Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

In Daoyuan Temple, all the Taoists in the temple are busy.

Some were squatting on the ground, cleaning the bloodstains with a brush, and some were repairing the roof with a ladder.

Venerable Lingxi was also exhausted after a night of work. He stood in the house with the help of his disciples and said respectfully to Zhou Yang, "Your Majesty has been in my temple for several days, but I knew nothing about it. This is a sin. Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

As he spoke, he knelt down.

Zhou Yang said weakly: "Master Lingxi, don't blame yourself. This matter has nothing to do with you. I also want to thank you and Taoist priest Daoyuan for risking your life to save me!"

Venerable Lingxi was helped down shortly afterwards.

"Your Majesty, please have a bowl of porridge."

Futaba held the porridge and walked forward cautiously.

Zhou Yang nodded.

Shuangye served on the side, and Ajun carefully helped him up and put a cushion on his back to make it more comfortable.

Zhou Yang smiled at the two of them, ate another half bowl of porridge, and felt better.

As soon as Song Lianhe walked in, she saw that he looked ready to enjoy his old age at any time. She raised her eyebrows and put the medicine on the table.

“You can take it once it’s cool.”

As soon as he saw her, Zhou Yang said, "Princess Qing, you have done a great job in saving the emperor. I will definitely reward you..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Lianhe waved his hand impatiently: "You have to go back to the palace first!"

Zhou Yang's expression changed slightly: "But that rebellious son has ascended the throne?"

A sneer came from outside the door: "Isn't this exactly the result you expected?"

Zhou Cangyan walked in and went straight to Song Lianhe. When he saw Zhou Yang, he did not kneel down and his eyes were cold and terrifying.

"Don't be so..."

When Zhou Yang saw him, his expression was very unnatural.

Zhou Cangyan stopped looking at him and turned to Song Lianhe, asking rather dissatisfiedly: "Who asked you to do such a dangerous thing? Those people sent by Concubine Zhao Hui are all death warriors!"

Song Lianhe didn't care: "You sent people here, and Zhou Junlin's Golden Feather Guards are also here. I'm poisoned, so I'll be fine. Besides..." She glanced at Zhou Yang: "If it's really useless, then whoever caused the trouble will be thrown out, and there will still be a glimmer of hope."

Zhou Yang: “…”

As the emperor, when has Zhou Yang ever been despised like this?

He subconsciously wanted to scold Song Lianhe for being unreasonable. No matter what, he was the prince charming! How could he allow her to be so indifferent?

But just as he was about to speak, Zhou Cangyan forced him back with a look.

Zhou Yang knew very well that some things could no longer be concealed.

Now he was in such a desperate disadvantage that even if Zhou Cangyan wanted to kill him immediately, he would not have the strength to resist.

Zhou Yang had never suffered such humiliation before, but he didn't dare to say anything. He could only sit there, feeling very depressed.

"So what if Zhou Ziyin is here?" Zhou Cangyan turned around and glared at Song Lianhe again, seemingly dissatisfied with the fact that Zhou Junlin stayed in Daoyuan Temple the whole night last night.

"He is a thorn in the eyes of Concubine Zhao Hui and others. Wouldn't his presence bring more danger?"

"No matter how dangerous he is, can he be as dangerous as that person?"

Song Lianhe looked towards Zhou Yang again.

Zhou Yang was stunned and looked at her in disbelief.

He doesn't say anything!

What else do you want from him?

"By the way, Zhou Junlin dumped all those corpses into Concubine Zhao Hui's palace last night. The palace should be in chaos now, right? Why don't you go and take a look? Leave it to me!" She patted her chest and promised.

Moreover, she had carefully examined Zhou Yang's illness and it seemed more like he was poisoned than an illness.

As long as she finds out what kind of poison he has been poisoned by, she will have a way to completely detoxify him.

"I, I want to go back too!" Zhou Yang started to cough in a hurry, "Ahem... I want to make sure that mother and son die without a burial place!"

He was so angry that his eyes turned red. The days when he was hung in the dry well were more painful than being killed with a knife! He didn't understand. He had given them the supreme position, why did they still do this? !

Zhou Cangyan didn't say anything. It was already difficult for him to restrain himself from killing him.

Song Lianhe pointed out mercilessly: "Your Majesty, you can't even protect yourself now, what can you use to take revenge? You even gave the military power that Bie Wu handed over to Prince Heng. Do you still have any bargaining chips in your hands now?"

Zhou Yang was choked by her. He opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't refute a word and was so angry that he kept coughing.

"You have escaped death, and as long as you live well, you will make them afraid."

Hearing her say this was finally a comfort to Zhou Yang.

He went to see Zhou Cangyan, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

Zhou Cangyan didn't even look at him, but just dragged Song Lianhe out the door.

"News came from Cao Jin that Prince Heng will hold his coronation ceremony today."

Song Lianhe looked at him. The halo above his head, belonging to the male protagonist, was the most dazzling she had ever seen.

She looked away again and just said, "You have to be careful."

In fact, she was not worried about his safety. Now that he had been promoted to the male lead, with the male lead's aura, he would be the final winner.

Sensing her disappointment, Zhou Cangyan frowned and pinched her cheek, "What are you thinking about?"

She looked at him and slowly pushed his hand away. "I was wondering, will you be the one sitting in that seat in the end?"

Zhou Cangyan was startled, "Why do you think so?"

Song Lianhe just chuckled and said, "King Heng is just a cannon fodder. He won't make it to the end. Rather than saying that Zhou Junlin is his opponent, it's better to say that you and Zhou Junlin are a pair of enemies."

She kept saying "Zhou Junlin" left and right, making Zhou Cangyan's face more and more unhappy.

"You are so worried about him? Are you afraid that I will take his position?" Zhou Cangyan sneered: "Originally, I have no such intention, but if you say so, then it doesn't hurt to take it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit on the chest by a fist.

Zhou Cangyan was stunned and looked down at her pink fist hitting him.

"Don't you know who robbed you because of you?!"

Song Lianhe glared, like a kitten baring its teeth and claws. She poked his chest with a finger, "Don't use me as a shield! You are so powerful now, the hero, so you must live with the heroine and have a happy ending!"

Zhou Cangyan looked at her suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

Song Lianhe did not explain, but looked up at him and said, "If you want to rob it, go ahead and rob it! And by the way, rob a queen too! Let's make a good story!"

Zhou Cangyan probably understood a little bit, "Are you... afraid that the king doesn't want you anymore?"

Song Lianhe paused, her face flushed, and she felt embarrassed as if she had been exposed.

But she quickly straightened her chest and raised her head, "Who's afraid? Who's afraid? I tell you, even without you, I don't know how good my market is here! There are plenty of young masters and husbands waiting for my favor!"

Before he could finish his words, his chin was pinched.

The man smiled wryly, pinched her chin and approached her: "Are you itching for trouble? Find one and I'll kill him! I'll stop when they're all gone!"