Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

After meeting Song Xilan, Song Lianhe became less interested.

About the imperial city, about the temple, about the throne, love whoever you want!

It was June, and the mountain was slightly cool. She sat on a reclining chair in the house, eating the glutinous rice cakes that Shuangye prepared for her. Ajun handed her a cup of jasmine tea, which was freshly brewed in the temple.

Song Lianhe drank tea leisurely and glanced at the person sitting stiffly on the couch opposite him.

There were three needles on Zhou Yang's head and a row of needles on his shoulders, elbows and hands. He was so tired that sweat broke out on his forehead, but he still didn't dare to move.

"Okay, the time has come."

After she finished speaking, Futaba stepped forward and removed the needles one by one.

Zhou Yang collapsed there completely. Considering his age and a man who had been through the gates of hell, it was not easy for him to sit there for an hour.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked out the window at the sky. "What time is it now?"

Shuangye replied: "Your Majesty, it is almost noon."

"Wei Shi..." Zhou Yang muttered to himself, letting Shuang Ye help him lie down, his eyes full of anxiety.

"Is there any news from the palace?"

Song Lianhe said slowly: "No news, that's good news."

Zhou Yang nodded: "That's right."

He sighed and closed his eyes again: "Whether success or failure, it has nothing to do with me."

After hearing this, Song Lianhe chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, you have finally come to your senses. Don't worry, with this awareness, you will be able to enjoy your old age smoothly."

Zhou Yang raised his eyelids, glanced at her, and said with a laugh: "In that case, should I thank you?"

"All living things are equal. I saved your life, so even if you set up a longevity tablet for me, it's all due."

Zhou Yang's smile deepened: "I finally understand why King Qing cares so much about you. If you can catch his eye, you must be a heretic."

"That doesn't sound like a compliment to me."

"It's a compliment to you."

"Really?"

"You have no joke."

"Then I believe it."

Zhou Yang chuckled softly, listened to the birds singing in the valley, and unknowingly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Song Lianhe glanced at the people in the room, and they all left the room tacitly.

Sitting in the yard, Xuan Mei glanced at her and said, "You are worried about something."

She is not a troublesome person, but there is something strange about Song Lianhe today.

Song Lianhe patted the chair next to her and motioned for her to sit down.

Under normal circumstances, Xuan Mei would have refused, but at this moment she did not hesitate at all. After sitting down, she stared at her without blinking.

"Sister Mei, if... I mean if, you knew that you would no longer be yourself, and everyone you cared about had forgotten you, what would you do now?"

Xuan Mei said without even thinking: "What does the future have to do with me now?"

Song Lianhe was startled for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Sister Mei, Sister Mei, it's you as expected!"

Xuan Mei glanced at her and said, "You are just making trouble for yourself."

"Yes, yes, you are right." Song Lianhe stood up and said, "Let's go and have some drinks!"

"Still eating?" Xuan Mei frowned. "If the lord comes back and sees you drunk, he will definitely blame you."

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

Song Lianhe spoke with certainty.

Perhaps because she was in a different mood, Xuan Mei didn't say much and just accompanied her in doing whatever she wanted to do.

Song Lianhe, along with Xuan Mei, Shuang Ye and A Jun, started drinking in the yard.

She drank a glass left and right without any scruples.

Futaba tried to stop her, but was stopped by Xuanmei.

"She has something on her mind, let her drink."

So, several people stayed with her until the hour of midnight, when everything around them became quiet.

Someone hurried over, Xuan Mei stood up, and the person whispered something in her ear. Xuan Mei nodded, and the person went downstairs.

Song Lianhe was drunk and unconscious, lying on the table, muttering to himself.

Ah Jun asked worriedly, "Sister, will something happen to you if you drink so much?"

Futaba stood up: "I'll go prepare the hangover soup."

Ajun: "I'll help you!"

Song Lianhe lay there, staring straight at the nothingness in front of him.

She knew she was cowardly. She couldn't resist the ominous premonition in her heart and could only numb herself in this way.

"Maybe you want to be alone for a while."

Xuan Mei's voice sounded behind him.

Song Lianhe said nothing, but just raised his hand and waved at her.

Xuan Mei's footsteps gradually faded away.

"Haha, I am all alone, I am as bright as the stars, I am free of worries... I see myself, I see all living things, I see the world... The way I came is the way I will return, why did I come, why will I leave..."

"Where to?"

The sudden voice behind him startled Song Lianhe.

She raised her head dazedly and saw someone standing behind her.

"you……"

Half of Zhou Cangyan's body was stained with blood, and blood was dripping down his armor. His hair was a little messy, his eyes were bloodthirsty and murderous, this was the evil spirit who had just retreated from the battlefield.

Song Lianhe stood up slowly, "You...hiccup..."

She burped, and the mountain breeze blew her head, making it dizzy again.

"Don't be so..."

Zhou Cangyan took a step forward and supported her as she was about to fall.

"Why do you drink so much wine?"

"Don't be so..."

Song Lianhe suddenly hugged him and burst into tears.

"what happened?"

Zhou Cangyan frowned, threw away the sword in his hand, and put his arm around her waist. "Who bullied you?"

Song Lianhe just kept shaking his head, "I don't want to leave you."

Zhou Cangyan raised his eyebrows, "Then don't leave."

"But no... You are the hero now, you have your heroine, but she is not me... wu... not me..."

For the first time, she spoke out loud what was in her heart.

That kind of sadness, relief, and despair of having nowhere to turn to, were like a ball of hemp rope, tightly strangling her neck and making it difficult for her to breathe.

Zhou Cangyan didn't say anything, just hugged her tightly.

Today, amid the bloody fighting in the imperial city, he always felt like he had a heavy stone in his heart.

Even if he stood at the highest point, he couldn't get rid of the suffocating feeling.

So, he immediately left everyone behind and rode a fast horse to rush here.

It was not until I saw her lying drunk in the yard that my anxiety and fear were slightly relieved.

Song Lianhe cried in his arms, how could she know that her worry was not his?

"What should I do? What should I do?" She jumped anxiously in his arms, her crying voice choked with sobs, "We have reached the end, and we are about to reach the final chapter! By then, you and your heroine will stand at the highest point, grow old together, and have many children and grandchildren together... I know I need to calm down, this is not something you can control, but I just don't want to! I don't want you to marry someone else! I don't want you to have children with someone else! Woo... Don't be silly, I don't know what to do?"

Zhou Cangyan gritted his teeth and hugged her tighter, "I won't let this happen!"

"No, it will happen, everything will happen." Song Lianhe was too pessimistic. "Even if you don't want to, you can't escape the author's arrangement! She writes it down with a stroke of her pen, and you can forget it just like that... Woo..."

She was so anxious that she ran around in his arms again. Zhou Cangyan had no choice but to hold her shoulders, looking at her and saying word by word: "Aren't you a doctor? Aren't you a very powerful doctor? If I forget, you must heal me! No matter what method you use, you can't let me forget you! Do you understand?"

Song Lianhe was crying and staring at him blankly...

After a while, she smiled, threw herself into his arms and nodded: "Yeah!"