Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

After his grandfather and grandmother left, Song Lianhe seemed to have taken a reassurance.

Zhou Cangyan wants to leave because of his plot, so she should do what she should do.

After lunch, she called Pang Jiliang and Shen Fu.

Shen Fu hugged her and said, "My benefactor... uh no, princess! If you have anything to do, just ask me!"

Song Lianhe looked at him and asked slowly: "Do you... have hidden stakes?"

The original article only mentioned it roughly, but if you think about it, you will know that Zhou Cangyan is a deep-minded person. How could he not place his own people throughout Ling'an City?

"Ah? There's a hidden stake..." Shen Fu was a little embarrassed at first, but Pang Jiliang looked at him and said, "The princess is asking you something."

He was stunned and immediately replied: "Yes, there are hidden stakes!"

Song Lianhe knew that it was normal for him to have concerns, but she didn't expect that Uncle Liang would trust her so much. After being moved for a while, she said, "Don't worry, I won't ask you about the distribution of hidden stakes. I just want to make a small suggestion."

"Princess, please tell me!"

"We can do this in the future..."

Shen Fu was still a little confused until he left the door.

He turned around and asked: "Uncle Liang, the princess...isn't she joking? We are all doing serious things. When did we do these sideways things?"

Pang Jiliang raised his hand to stroke his goatee and glanced at him: "You just do what the princess says, why do you ask so many questions?"

Shen Fu scratched his head, "Then the princess said she doesn't need anyone to protect her. What if something goes wrong? I can't explain it to my lord!"

"Princess, I'm with you."

The sudden sound behind him startled him.

"If you're not Xuanmei, can you make a little noise when you walk in the future?"

Xuanmei walked closer and glanced lazily: "Are you still afraid of ghosts? You've grown so tall in vain."

"Can you not mention this in broad daylight... No, so and so is afraid of so and so?"

"Oh? When I went to Daoyuan Temple, I heard that it was quite strange that a female corpse was discovered nearby. She was dead but her face was intact..."

"Ah!" Shen Fu ran away.

Pang Jiliang looked at Xuanmei speechlessly: "You know that he is timid and you are afraid of these ghosts and gods, but you still have to scare him!"

Xuanmei was silent for a while, "I can't help it."

These people were used to playing around, and they especially loved teasing Shen Fu. Pang Jiliang didn't bother to care anymore.

"Princess, I leave it to you."

"Ah."

"Also, have you seen Zidian?" Pang Jiliang frowned and said, "I have been busy with matters in the house recently, but I forgot about her."

Xuanmei has no interest in anyone other than those from the main generation.

Seeing that the housekeeper looked troubled, she said bluntly: "Are you trying to make her never come back?"

Pang Jiliang almost lost a few strands of his beard, and his eyes widened, "You girl! How dare you touch the people around the old man?!"

Gone!

It’s really floating!

Xuanmei said expressionlessly: "She has evil thoughts about the Lord."

"so what?"

"My lord belongs to Song Lianhe."

"You...oh, forget it." Pang Jiliang looked at this stubborn girl and really felt that it was getting harder and harder to lead the team.

Xuanmei turned around and went to find Song Lianhe.

In the afternoon, Song Lianhe took Xuanmei and Shuangye to the medical clinic.

There were many carriages parked outside the medical clinic. Judging from the equipment of the carriages, they must have come from other places.

"This is……"

Futaba stepped forward and replied: "These are drug dealers who came from all over the country, as well as people from major drug stores. They all came here because they heard about our pills."

"Yeah! Not bad~"

Song Lianhe is very satisfied with this progress.

She had intended to join the franchise before, firstly to benefit the people of Dacheng, and secondly, she needed to make money.

She led the two of them inside, and when they came to the eaves of the corridor, she stopped and looked at the man inside at leisure.

Yanwen was introducing to several drug dealers the three treasures of their medical clinic: antipyretic pills, lipiodol pills, and miasma pills.

The appearance of Young Master Pianpian holding pills and talking to a few people was really pleasing to the eye.

Perhaps because he had been well maintained in the museum, Yanwen was rounder than when he first arrived, his cheeks were not so sunken, and he seemed more energetic. Wearing the clothes specially prepared for him by Song Lianhe, he showed his elegant demeanor.

I heard Futaba say that as long as Yanwen is around, business will be particularly good.

Some girls, even if they are not sick, will come over to buy some medicinal food, and will talk to him from time to time.

Yan Wen was not ignorant of their intentions. He was a little uncomfortable earlier, but later became much calmer and calmer. He no longer blushed when talking to the girls.

In Su Huaqing's words, he was like a sun-cracked gourd - enlightened.

After a few drug dealers got an overview, Yanwen asked the clerk to take them to the tea room upstairs to rest.

A sudden breeze blew by, causing the jade horses hanging from the eaves to rattle.

He subconsciously turned around...

The pretty woman standing outside the door was looking at him with a smile.

Yanwen was stunned.

Song Lianhe stepped forward, raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "You haven't been here for a few days, don't you know me?"

Yanwen came back to his senses quickly, lowered his head and avoided looking, hiding some of the panic in his eyes, and his words seemed a bit stiff, "I'm not resting in the house, what are you doing out here?"

"Oh, so many things have happened one after another, and I can't take care of the medical center. I can't leave them all to you. I can enjoy the happiness alone? I'll come over as soon as it feels better." Song Lianhe sat down and poured it for himself After a cup of tea, he raised the cup to his lips and said, "I will be able to try it out in a few days. How are you preparing? Don't delay your studies just because of the business of the medical clinic."

Nowadays, the plot line is a bit confusing, and she no longer dares to be as sure as before that he is the number one scholar.

"Ah."

Yanwen finally looked up at her, his eyes firm and confident.

Song Lianhe smiled: "I believe you can definitely go to high school!"

Yanwen stared at her smiling face for a long time, then silently looked away, frowning occasionally, "If, if I was in high school..."

His voice was too low and Song Lianhe didn't hear it clearly, "Huh? What?"

Yanwen pursed his lips with difficulty, his fair face flushed slightly, but in the end he said nothing and just shook his head: "It's nothing."

"Oh, oh, who is this incomparable beauty? Oh, isn't this our Princess Qing?"

As soon as he heard this exaggerated voice, Song Lianhe couldn't help but want to roll his eyes at him.

Su Huaqing was dressed in a white shirt and walked in with a smile on his face. In his hand was the old folding fan that he kept with him all year round.

He came to Song Lianhe, looked at it from top to bottom, then pursed his lips and said meaningfully "Hmm~".

"It's grand! It's really grand! We haven't seen each other for just a few days, and our Miss Song is really becoming more and more like a princess!" After saying that, he suppressed his smile and said seriously to his friend: "You and I can be regarded as brothers. I finally have a backer."

Yanwen: "..."

If layman Wan Zhang told him one day that he had been beaten, it must have been caused by this mouth.

He said, "I still have guests," and went upstairs.

There are no outsiders here anymore. Song Lianhe turned sideways and looked at Su Huaqing: "How can I dare to be your patron? Haven't you worshiped me at the top of the mountain a long time ago? Compared to me, that person is the one you keep in your heart~"

She didn't understand. She had taken refuge with Zhou Junlin a long time ago. What was there to pretend about?

Su Huaqing raised his eyebrows, took a step forward, got closer, and looked directly at her with a pair of bright eyes: "Then please tell me, Princess, who is the person in my heart...?"