Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

Chapter 142 He said, no one dares to touch you

Princess Qing?

Yes, she is now the Queen of Qing!

what!

Zhou Junlin is in big trouble this time!

For some reason, Zhou Junlin's heart sank when he saw her gloating expression, and his eyes became paranoid.

Is she so happy to marry Uncle Wang?

Or is it that everything was her plan from the day she clamored to break off the engagement with him?

For Uncle Wang.

This thought made Zhou Junlin become irritable and irritable. He had long lost his calm and peaceful appearance in front of others. He did not bother to cover up and looked at Song Lianhe with resentful eyes.

Song Lianhe: "..."

What did he mean by the way he looked at her? It's like watching a cheating wife...

Song Lianhe couldn't help but shrank behind Zhou Cangyan. It wasn't that he was afraid of him, but he just felt a little annoyed and didn't want to pay attention to such unreasonable emotions.

Again, she would not be so narcissistic as to think that the male protagonist is attracted to her.

At most, it's the man's possessiveness that's at work, just like a puppy peeing in an enclosure.

How much free time does she have to take care of a doggy man?

The way Zhou Junlin looked at Song Lianhe, Zhou Cangyan had already noticed that his woman was coveted. His expression suddenly changed, and his deep eyes gradually turned cold and sinister.

But just when he was about to have an attack, Song Lianhe actually shrank behind him, and even quickly tugged at the corner of his clothes with his hand, signaling him to leave quickly.

The hair that was rising all over his body was miraculously soothed by this breath.

Even Zhou Junlin didn't seem to care that much.

"Ahem...the two princes..."

It wasn't until Lu Shunfu's voice sounded that Song Lianhe noticed that there were other people here.

Lu Shunfu, who was wearing a purple chamberlain uniform, looked back and forth between the two of them and said cautiously: "The Holy One can still ask me to reply~"

Song Lianhe looked up in surprise, and the first person he looked at was Zhou Cangyan.

Noticing her gaze, he hesitated slightly, then slowly lowered his head, matching her height, and his lips just touched her ear, and answered the question: "Did he torture you? Did he hurt you?"

He did not lower his voice deliberately, and everyone present could hear him clearly.

Zhou Junlin frowned, anger visible on his face.

"Ah? No." Although Song Lianhe didn't understand why he asked this question, he still said honestly: "Not only no, I also had lunch, tea and snacks in the past half day... Oh, and some snacks and fruits."

That’s probably all I ate.

Zhou Cangyan narrowed his eyes and listened. When he looked at his nephew again, the corners of his lips rose with unknown meaning.

"As a junior, Ziyin should respect you."

Song Lianhe suppressed the crazy upward curve of the corners of her mouth, immediately became steady and dignified, and smiled at Zhou Junlin, "I see." She even imitated Zhou Cangyan's previous tone and said lovingly: "Zi Yin, you are serious~"

Seeing the livid face of the male protagonist, Song Lianhe Dun felt relieved all over!

Is this the happiness of the superior?

Zhou Cangyan was still looking down at her, not missing any slight change on her face, even her "little man succeeds" look.

He was extremely disgusted with this kind of scheming woman, but that was not the case with her.

Lu Shunfu stepped forward at the right time, "His Royal Highness King Qing, look..."

Zhou Cangyan looked at Song Lianhe, she was enjoying herself heartlessly.

He also raised the corners of his lips and said slowly: "Since Lord Chenghong is so happy, maybe everything is just a misunderstanding."

"Oh~ Who says it's not~ His Highness King Qing is so wise!"

Lu Shunfu breathed a sigh of relief.

In today's farce, King Qing has to speak, so that His Highness King Ling can escape unscathed.

Otherwise, the noble prince kidnapped your uncle Wang’s fiancée back to his house, what kind of thing is this!

Not to mention that these two people had a relationship before, and if word spread about it, it would definitely damage His Highness Ling Wang’s face.

Although Zhou Junlin made a big mistake, he was more like a cold observer from the beginning to the end. His indifferent gaze only changed when he met Song Lianhe.

Zhou Cangyan took Song Lianhe away from Prince Ling's Mansion without even looking at him before leaving.

But Zhou Junlin seemed to be stubborn, staring closely at someone's slender and graceful figure.

He didn't want to believe it, it seemed like he was gambling!

Bet she still has feelings for him!

Bet she still has him in her heart.

But until she was helped into the luxurious carriage with the logo of Prince Qing's Mansion, she never looked back.

"Your Highness?"

Lu Shunfu followed his gaze and looked out, then looked at the unwillingness in his eyes, and couldn't help but shake his head.

What's the trouble with this?

What did you do early?

"Your Highness, the Holy One declares that you will enter the palace immediately."

At this time, on the moving carriage, Song Lianhe lay comfortably on a thick mattress with a soft white tiger skin spread on it.

This carriage is extremely spacious, with windows on three sides, providing excellent lighting, and is equipped with black curtains to maintain privacy at all times. Visual inspection shows that even a tall body like Zhou Cangyan can stand upright with three or four levels. Directly opposite is a soft couch, with benches on both sides, also covered with soft velvet blankets.

If this carriage were modern, it would be the most luxurious configuration for business.

Seeing her touching the interior for a while, and lying on the white tiger skin for a while, she couldn't take a moment to relax. She was in such good spirits, she must have not suffered much from Zhou Junlin.

Song Lianhe felt so comfortable that she sighed, and then secretly swore that she would definitely earn a lot of money! Buy a house or a car!

The carriage stopped in front of Prince Qing's Mansion.

Zhou Cangyan got off the carriage, turned around and glanced at the woman who was still holding the tiger skin and said, "If you like it, take it back to your room."

"Really? Can I really do that?"

Without saying a word, Song Lianhe rolled up the tiger skin, tucked it under his arm, and got out of the carriage quickly.

Like most girls nowadays, she really has no resistance to such furry things.

She was about to step in, but was pulled back by her collar.

Zhou Cangyan's eyes were as light as glass, but they seemed to contain a deep pool, mysterious, dangerous, and fascinating.

"These days, you can stay in the mansion to recuperate, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

Song Lianhe frowned.

She objected.

But he was too smart to refute.

With feet growing on her body, doesn't it mean she can go wherever she wants?

"If you leave the mansion without authorization and I know about it, I will punish you one by one, from the steward to the guards in the mansion to the concierge."

Song Lianhe looked at him fiercely: "But, I, I still have to go to the medical clinic! Besides, I have to keep an eye on the Dali Temple. What if Mrs. Liu comes out?"

"There will be people guarding the medical center for you; as for the Liu family..." Zhou Cangyan curled his lips, "You just need to remember that you are my king's man, and no one can touch you."

Until the carriage was far away, Song Lianhe was still unable to recover from these words for a long time.

At this time, Uncle Liang stepped forward and said, "Miss Song, it's very windy. Please go in quickly. Mr. Huai is still waiting for you inside."

"Oh." Song Lianhe hugged the white tiger skin tightly in his arms and turned around slowly.

He said, you are my king's man.

He said, no one can touch you...

She buried her cheek into the soft fur and rubbed it, then burst out laughing again.

Ouch, this is so embarrassing~

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