Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

When reading a novel, the description in the book is very different from the feeling of observing it in person!

During this period, Dacheng had a vast territory, and the country, Qin, and people were safe. As the capital city, Lin'an is naturally prosperous.

When Song Lianhe arrived at the street, he was attracted by all kinds of hawking and novel gadgets. He dragged Futaba from the street to the end of the street, trying all the delicious snacks! When you meet someone you like, just buy, buy, buy!

The original owner was the daughter of a general, that is, a second-generation official and a second-generation rich man. She naturally wanted to make up for the regret of working hard in modern times and ending up with no money and no money to spend.

"Miss, try some of Zhao Ji's fried pancakes, they are the best in Ling'an City!"

“Hmm~ It’s delicious~”

Song Lianhe bit into his buns and walked around while eating.

Although she has the memories of her original life, it's like watching a movie and just watching the scenes, but how can it be as real as her own personal experience?

The two of them were strolling around when they saw a commotion in front of them.

Song Lianhe was so lively that he and Shuangye squeezed into the crowd of onlookers and ate melon together.

It turned out to be a teenage beggar, dressed in rags, surrounded by a group of people.

Song Lianhe saw the familiar faces among the pedestrians at a glance.

The daughter of the Minister of Industry, Zhuang Qiaoyue.

She had a good relationship with Song Xilan and had helped her out at her birthday party before.

Zhuang Qiaoyue held the scented handkerchief, frowning in disgust, "Hurry up and ask him to hand it over, or I won't send him to the official."

The maid scolded: "Did you hear that? Our lady is very merciful. As long as you hand over the stolen things, you will not be held accountable!"

The little beggar bit his lip, his eyes red, "It wasn't me, I didn't steal..."

"How dare you speak so harshly!"

One of the servants kicked the little beggar, and he fell to the ground with a "Ah" sound.

Song Lianhe raised his eyebrows suspiciously, this face...

She suddenly thought of the plot in the book. Zhuang Qiaoyue scolded the beggar with a cane on the street. Later, she was rescued by the heroine and has been following her ever since.

The little beggar showed amazing talent in horse training, and then helped Zhou Junlin train the war horse. The Dacheng war horse was invincible, and he really made great contributions.

As for the little beggar, he has been in love with the heroine for a long time. The heroine also pretended not to know. Zhou Junlin was secretly jealous because of him. The heroine explained that she only regarded him as a younger brother and could only be a younger brother.

Later, the little beggar blocked the fatal arrow for the heroine and quietly went offline.

The ending is sad, and Song Lianhe feels sorry for him. Who can he like? Why not like the heroine? Even after death, the book only lightly mentions once, the heroine's sentimentality when seeing the war horse.

But the next second, the male protagonist appears, and the female protagonist happily falls into his arms...

According to the description in the book, the heroine, Song Xilan, is about to appear!

Song Lianhe narrowed his beautiful eyes, and when he raised his head, he saw the general's carriage gradually approaching at the corner of the street.

Due to the commotion here, the carriage stopped, and the maid Man Yue helped Song Xilan get out of the carriage...

"You brat, I don't think you'll shed tears until you see the coffin!"

After the servant kicked him hard, he raised the riding crop in his hand without saying a word. The little beggar curled up on the ground with his head in his hands, his eyes closed tightly, and his whole body shivered.

However, the expected harsh whip did not fall.

The little beggar opened his eyes tremblingly...

Above his head, a beautiful and charming woman coldly grabbed the servant's wrist.

The little beggar stared at her blankly. Through the mottled sunset light, her cheeks were shrouded in a few rays of soft glow, making her as beautiful as a fairy.

Song Lianhe suddenly raised his foot and kicked his servant far away.

"Song Lianhe?!"

When Zhuang Qiaoyue saw her, she immediately became furious, "You dare to hurt my people?"

Song Lianhe shook off the whip in his hand, clapped his hands, and stood in front of the little beggar, "You were the one who hurt me first."

As soon as the words came out, let alone Zhuang Qiaoyue, the little beggar was stunned on the spot.

He looked at the fairy sister in front of him in disbelief. This was the first time that someone stood in front of him; it was also the first time that someone stood up for him.

Futaba carefully moved to the young lady, "Miss, when did he become yours?"

Song Lianhe lowered his voice: "Just now."

At this time, Song Xilan had already walked over with the help of the maid. When she saw that it was Song Lianhe, disgust flashed in her eyes.

She deliberately avoided her and came to Zhuang Qiaoyue, "Qiaoyue, what happened?"