Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

"Lord..."

When the shadow guard stepped forward, he saw this scene.

He quickly turned around and said, "My Lord, it's time to go."

He just couldn't understand it. The princess couldn't run away here, and Xuan Mei and his brothers were guarding her! The situation outside was so bad, and the lord had to come here in person. No matter how he tried to persuade her, she wouldn't listen!

Song Lianhe slapped his hand away and rubbed his chin, which was pinched and hurt. "You should leave now."

Zhou Cangyan looked at her. She was clearly standing in front of him, but she always seemed so unreal.

It seems like... it might disappear at any time.

He didn't like this feeling very much, and took a step forward with a stern face. Due to his height disadvantage, Song Lianhe had to raise his head to look at him.

"Don't let your imagination run wild." He suddenly said.

She was startled.

He quickly disappeared from sight.

"I'll pick you up after I finish everything outside."

"Oh."

She just responded without looking up at him.

Zhou Cangyan was very persistent. He turned her face and forced her to look at him.

Song Lianhe pursed her lips and said, "I know, I know!"

"wait for me?"

"Yeah! Wait!"

Only after getting her answer did he let her go with satisfaction.

The shadow guard had his back to the two men, his eyes almost rolling up to the sky.

Is it really so hard to part? We won't see each other again!

Zhou Cangyan followed the shadow guard downstairs.

Song Lianhe stood upstairs, staring at his figure.

As if realizing something, Zhou Cangyan raised his head.

Song Lianhe looked at him quietly and slowly smiled at him.

Seeing her smiling face, Zhou Cangyan seemed to feel relieved and waved to her.

Shadow Guard: "..."

If married people become so clingy, he would rather not get married.

It affects the image so much!

Only when his figure could no longer be seen did Song Lianhe slowly withdraw her gaze.

"Don't worry, my lord will be safe."

Xuan Mei had been standing beside her for who knows how long.

"Yeah." She pursed her lips and smiled.

Xuan Mei glanced at her and asked, "What are you worried about?"

"No, what do I have to worry about?" She smiled awkwardly and walked past Xuan Mei into the room.

Shuangye had just finished helping Zhou Yang drink the medicine when Song Lianhe walked over and pulled a chair to sit down.

Zhou Yang frowned.

Even though she had done a great job in saving the emperor, she was too rude to him.

But who would have thought that Song Lianhe would ask, "You knew he was your son, why did you want to kill him?"

"You...you...are so outrageous!"

Ignoring Zhou Yang's rage, Song Lianhe continued, "Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. You first let his mother down, and then you became a coward when he needed you. When you finally inherited the throne and gained supreme power, the first thing you thought of was not to make up for your debt, but to take back his military power! Then you set up various checkpoints and let him break through them all alone! What? If he can't get through, he deserves to die."

Zhou Yang pointed at her, his face ugly with anger, his chest heaving: "Don't talk nonsense! Don't make up rumors and cause trouble!"

Song Lianhe sneered, "I'm saying this on his behalf. He doesn't want to bother with you, but I can't stand you playing dumb. What happened has happened, someone has to remember it, someone has to speak up for the victim. Everything has cause and effect, everything has reincarnation, even if you are the emperor."

After saying that, she looked him up and down: "Look, isn't this retribution? You wanted to kill your own son, but he killed you instead. Ironically, the one who saved you was the one you had always wanted to kill..."

Song Lianhe shook his head and laughed: "So people, you must never do anything that would make you feel guilty."

Zhou Yang panted heavily, pointed at her for a long time, and suddenly dropped his hands, supporting himself on the quilt with an ugly expression and a hunched body. At this moment, he did not look like an emperor at all, but just an old man in his twilight years.

Xuan Mei was behind Song Lianhe. Although he had no expression on his face, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart!

It was the princess who spoke clearly and unequivocally about all the grievances that the lord had suffered over the years!

What a pleasure!

Zhou Yang couldn't hold on and fell on the couch.

Upon seeing this, Futaba immediately went to support him, and helped him up, leaning him against the pillow.

The dejection on Zhou Yang's face was obvious. He spoke after a long while: "You are right. Everything is caused by cause and effect."

Song Lianhe was still sitting opposite, his eyes very calm.

Zhou Yang raised his head and smiled bitterly: "This is all my retribution!"

Song Lianhe said no more, took out the needle bag and was about to give him acupuncture.

"Although you did so many terrible things to Bie Wu and his son, I promised the Queen that I would save you, so I will do my best. If you want to ask me for punishment in the future, you have to take care of yourself first."

Zhou Yang looked at her again.

Another bitter laugh.

He really is a person with a hard mouth but a soft heart.

"You look a lot like... Bie Wu's mother."

Song Lianhe was picking up a long and thick needle. When he heard his words, he was not moved at all. Instead, he aimed at the acupuncture point and stabbed it in at once.

"Well--"

Zhou Yang's expression changed, he turned his head and clenched his teeth.

As the king of a country, you must not lose face!

"Your Majesty, there is a saying in my hometown, 'Belated affection is cheaper than grass.' What's the point of reminiscing about it now? It will only make others laugh at it."

After that, another shot.

Zhou Yang was sweating from the pain.

Xuan Mei glanced at Song Lianhe, slowly turned around, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

She had been with Song Lianhe for a long time, so she knew the intensity of the acupuncture and it would not be so painful.

Unless... she did it on purpose.

Xuan Mei knew it, but Zhou Yang didn’t!

He also thought that a miracle doctor like Princess Qing had her own unique treatment methods. Moreover, after she gave him acupuncture twice, he really felt that his chest was no longer stuffy and his mind was clearer.

After the acupuncture, Song Lianhe asked Shuangye to stay and take care of him.

She and Xuan Mei came outside, and it was already bright.

"Sister Mei, you said... Oh, forget it."

"It'll be okay."

She didn't have to say it, Xuan Mei knew what she was going to ask.

Song Lianhe just nodded, turned around and went to find her third uncle.

She was just listening to her third uncle telling her about the three ancestors of Taoism when Xuan Mei walked in and whispered in her ear, "Someone wants to see you."

"Who?"

Who can come to see her at this time?

What's more, Daoyuan Temple is not receiving pilgrims today, and there are people guarding it downstairs, so ordinary people will not be allowed in.

"Song Xilan."

Hearing this name, Song Lianhe was stunned.

Xuan Mei glanced at her and said, "If you don't want to see me, I'll chase you away."

She turned to leave.

"Let her in."

"Ah."

Xuan Mei retreated.

Song Lianhe turned her head and just happened to see her third uncle twirling his beard and looking at her with a smile.

"What is coming cannot be avoided, and what is leaving cannot be kept."

Song Lianhe's heart skipped a beat and he leaned forward, "Third Uncle, what do you mean?"

Venerable Lingxi blinked and looked at her in confusion: "Ah? Did I say anything?"

Song Lianhe looked at him and smiled: "Nothing."