Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

Suddenly, Zhou Cangyan looked over.

The look in his eyes was too cold, as if he was being stared at by the Lord of Hell, and Song Lianhe suddenly became angry and did not dare to express his anger.

He is worthy of being the villain in the book. He really has this murderous look in his eyes just right!

"Second Miss, we have a long way to go."

He said these words, sneered evilly, and left with the shadow guard.

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On the carriage that was speeding by, Zhou Cangyan closed his eyes and rested his mind.

The shadow guard was on the opposite side and looked over several times.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

The man still didn't open his eyes.

"My lord, the brothers arranged outside the general's mansion are waiting for your orders. As long as my lord gives the order, I will keep Miss Song alive tomorrow -"

"That's not necessary." The stern man with a beautiful face slowly opened his eyes, "Let them continue to stare."

"……Yes."

Although the shadow guard was puzzled, he did not dare to guess the master's thoughts.

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"Have you... offended King Qing?"

Song Xingfeng was the first to come to his senses and looked at his little daughter suspiciously.

Song Xilan also stood up and looked at her.

Song Lianhe shook his head hastily. How dare she offend such a dangerous person? I'm afraid my life is in jeopardy!

Song Xingfeng ignored the vague doubts and thought it was impossible.

Song Lianhe has always been raised in a boudoir. Although his reputation is not very good outside, he does not have secret meetings with foreign men. As for Zhou Cangyan, he only returned to Ling'an yesterday, and the two of them didn't even have a chance to meet!

"Let's go."

Song Xingfeng seemed to be in a low mood. Song Xilan knew that her father would be unhappy with what she did today, so she didn't say much and got into the carriage obediently.

Song Lianhe, on the other hand, glanced at the approaching carriage, turned around and left, "I've eaten too much, so I'll eat on foot."

"you--"

She waved to Futaba, and the little girl had long been frightened by the Yama just now, and followed her with a white face.

"Take you something delicious to eat!"

She hasn't gone shopping properly since she started reading.

"return!"

"If Mr. Song is dissatisfied, you can take me back."

Song Xingfeng suppressed his dissatisfaction. He couldn't really arrest the person in public, could he?

In desperation, he still called two guards to follow him.

He turned around and looked at his eldest daughter. Song Xilan lowered his head and said, "Father..."

Song Xingfeng said solemnly: "We'll talk about it when we get back home."

After the army left the city, the crowd of onlookers also dispersed.

A little Taoist boy squeezed into the group against the current and grabbed an old man wearing a dark blue coarse cloth jacket. "Master! Don't run away again!"

Although the old man was old, he still had a childlike appearance and a stern look. He glared, "Don't talk nonsense! Is this my teacher's escape? I just have nothing to do and come out for a walk."

The little Taoist boy said helplessly: "You said you were looking for someone who is destined to be with you. You have been looking for someone for several months and there is still no one! Could it be that you feel that the Qing cultivator in Guanli is depressed and you just made a random excuse?"

"Hmph! Ignorant boy, don't you believe it! This destined person is already..." The old man glanced at him and deliberately let it slip: "Haha, I won't tell you!"

The little Taoist boy just thought he was talking crazy words, holding his arm with him for fear that he would run away again and have no way to explain to the visitor.

"Don't pull me, I'll go by myself. Since I promised to go back with you, how can I bully a child like you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man saw the right opportunity, took advantage of the opportunity and ran away.

"Master!!"

Xiaodaotong chased after him angrily, but he accidentally bumped into an elegant young man in a long gown. He quickly apologized: "Young Master, don't blame me."

"nothing."

Seeing the little Taoist boy running away again, he worriedly warned him: "Slow down!"

Then he turned around and said to his friend: "Rong Bai, you haven't seen that the second lady of the Song family actually invited General Lihua's memorial tablet to her at the eldest sister's birthday party! That face of General Song, it's so embarrassing It’s wonderful!”

The friend raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "How can she be so disrespectful to the eldest sister?"

Su Huaqing looked at him quietly, "Rong Bai, as you can see, Song Xilan has been deeply in love with King Ling for a long time, so why bother..."

"I know!"

The young man clenched his hands in his sleeves, pursed his dry lips, and said with a wry smile: "Don't try to persuade me anymore, I just can't let go of my obsession for the time being. In fact, Miss Song may not even remember who I am... …”

His disappointed look made Su Huaqing look more like regret.

"You, you'd better forget about her quickly and prepare for the autumn exam. After all, you are Xiao Sanyuan! You will become an official in the same court as me in the future!"

The man forced a smile and said, "I know."

"But speaking of the sisters of the Song family..." Su Huaqing fanned his broken feather fan with one hair missing, "I think the second young lady is more interesting. In short, I like them!"

"Maybe it's because she, like Hua Qing, is not a stickler for rules."

Su Huaqing smiled and tapped his shoulder with his fan: "Rong Bai's words are true! The rules and regulations in the world are very tiring. It's better to be free and free, drink and peck!"

The man raised his eyes and looked at him, "But since you have close contact with King Ling, you are destined to have no peace in the future."

Su Huaqing knew what he meant, frowned and shook his head: "Rong Bai, you can't do this. How can everything go smoothly when you are established in this world? Haha, I am just a good bird choosing wood."

The man looked at him speechlessly: "Let it be whatever Hua Qing says."

He had already told himself the good and the bad, so what else could he say?