Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

Song Lianhe was really hungry.

When you are asleep, your body's functions are in a dormant state and you don't feel hungry.

But she was so tortured by the tiger's beak that she vomited, and was angered by Old Man Luo and Aunt Gui. It took a lot of physical and mental consumption, and it was normal to be hungry!

She was sitting on the small bench in the kitchen, holding a large porcelain bowl in her hand and eating gnocchi soup.

A fat lady in a purple robe brought her another bowl.

"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry, there's still not enough."

"Thank you, Sister Mi."

Just as Song Lianhe was about to take it, he was blocked by a sword.

She raised her head and met Zhong Shimin's gaze.

"If you are fasting for too long, it is not easy to feel full."

"..."

Song Lianhe is a doctor, how could he not understand this common sense?

I just couldn't help it, and the noodle soup cooked by Sister Mi was really delicious. After one bowl, I wanted to eat a second bowl.

"Hmph, a woman who deceived the young master still has the nerve to eat gnocchi here? Nowadays, food is in short supply. If we give her food that we don't often eat... I would rather feed it to the dogs!"

Hearing the mutterings behind him, Song Lianhe turned around.

Behind is a girl who is lighting a fire.

She is tall and looks younger than Song Lianhe. She has a well-proportioned figure and a healthy wheat-colored skin.

Her name was Daxi, and she was in charge of lighting the kitchen. When Zhong Shimin brought Song Lianhe here, he didn't treat her well.

Song Lianhe just smiled and didn't take it seriously at all.

Zhong Shimin, on the other hand, saw her reaction and said nothing.

After eating and drinking, Song Lianhe stood up, patted his belly, and said sincerely to Sister Mi: "Thank you, Sister Mi."

Sister Mi was smiling, and she looked like a kind-hearted person, "Come to the kitchen when you're hungry."

"it is good."

When Song Lianhe walked out of the kitchen, he could even hear Daxi complaining, "Sister Mi! Why do you care about her? This woman from Ling'an is not a good person at first glance!"

Song Lianhe laughed and turned sideways to ask the man following her.

"It's also interesting. How come something that I don't even know about is spread among you? They also say that I used the child in my belly to cheat marriage... Are you Zhou Cangyan a fool or a loser? Even if I am really pregnant, he Do you care? Are you still letting me threaten you?"

She didn't understand that someone could believe such a low-level lie!

The man was wearing a mask, so his expression could not be seen clearly, and his eyes were cold, "What if he is happy with you?"

Song Lianhe was stunned for a moment, then couldn't stop laughing, "Zhou Cangyan? Do you like me?" She waved her hands repeatedly, "No, he likes someone else."

Zhong Shimin was too lazy to pay attention to her and took her to a side room, "This is your room."

Song Lianhe looked around and laughed at himself: "I thought it was going to be a prison cell."

"Yeah, I thought so too."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Hey, it's really unpleasant!"

She clicked her tongue twice, then opened the door and went in. The room was not big, but quite tidy. There was a bunk next to the wall, which could accommodate about three or four people.

She stared blankly, missing Futaba a little.

Song Lianhe has been walking around in books for so long, and this is the first time that there is no one around to follow him. He has to do everything by himself, even if he is hungry, he has to find the kitchen by himself...

Alas, it is indeed easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality!

I don't know what happened to them in Ling'an City. They must have been frightened when they heard that she was kidnapped, right?

And Yanwen, I don’t know if he passed the exam...

Song Lianhe thought as she climbed onto the couch to rest for a while, when a roar startled her.

"Who asked you to enter my room? Get out!"

Song Lianhe looked at Daxi who came in puzzledly, "Is this your room?"

"This is the room between me and Sister Mi!"

Song Lianhe blinked his eyes and nodded: "Well, it will be the room for the three of us from now on."

She is very tolerant. If a person is kidnapped so far away, it is not bad if he does not sleep in a cell. So what if he shares a room with others?

I can’t think of Koda Creek!

Even though Song Lianhe was born into a noble family and was the young lord's wife, infidelity was a taboo. Even if Daxi was just a fire girl, she would still look down upon her!

It was an insult to her to be under the same roof with such a person!

Without saying a word, she went up and rudely pulled Song Lianhao down, "You are not welcome here!"

"You let go!"

Song Lianhe was also angry. I just asked you to say a few happy words before, but you still slapped your nose and face!

She is not as strong as Daxi, but she is a healer!

She just stretched out her hand and poked somewhere in Daxi's ribs. Daxi felt as if he was electrocuted and let go of his hand in pain, "You...you...you know witchcraft!"

Song Lianhe rubbed the sore arm she scratched, "Girl, listen carefully, I may stay here for a while. It's best if we live in peace, but if you keep being so stubborn and looking for trouble, Then don’t blame me for being rude to you.”

She took off her shoes directly and went to the bed, pulled the quilt in the corner and covered her body.

Daxi was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, and she burst into tears when she was so angry.

Song Lianhe was covered with quilt, turned over impatiently, and sat up again suddenly, "Didn't I tell you, eldest sister, do you have any reason to bully others? Why, you cry if you can't beat me? Is it to compete with who cries louder?"

Daxi glared at her with red eyes: "You are not worthy of the young master! The young master belongs to my sister!"

"Your sister?" Song Lianhe looked at her suspiciously, "Cheng Zidian?"

"Bah! She is not my sister!"

It can be seen that this child also hates Cheng Jidian.

The enemy of the enemy is not an enemy for the time being.

Song Lianhe immediately had a better impression of her, so she sat cross-legged on the couch, holding her chin in one hand, and said with great interest: "Tell me, what is going on between your sister and Zhou Cangyan?"

Daxi wiped his tears hard, raised his head and said, "When the young master goes on an expedition, he will take my sister with him wherever he goes! He likes to eat the rice cooked by my sister and drink the wine made by my sister!"

"Oh~" Song Lianhe understood, "Your sister is the cook."

Daxi was a little anxious, "My sister is not the one!"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to be disparaging, but there's nothing wrong with a cook. Whether she's a cook or a maid... even a little fire girl, it's just a different division of labor. No one is inferior to the other. .”

Daxi was stunned for a moment when she heard these words. It was the first time she heard someone say that no one is inferior to anyone else...

Song Lianhe spoke lightly, as if he was talking about family matters. His voice was slightly nasal and lazy, and it sounded very comfortable, as if someone was humming a lullaby in his ears.

Daxi suddenly came to her senses, what was she thinking?

Then he shook his head and continued: "My sister and my young master grew up together as childhood sweethearts. He also taught my sister how to ride horses, archery, and read..."

"stop."

Song Lianhe interrupted her and said funnyly: "After talking for a long time, who is your sister?"

"she……"

Speaking of sister, Daxi's eyes gradually dimmed.

"She, she might never come back."

"Ok?"

"She disappeared to save the young lord."

Song Lianhe was slightly startled. He didn't expect this result. Seeing the little girl so sad, he suddenly felt guilty, "I'm sorry, I didn't know she had..."

Daxi suddenly raised his eyes to look at her with firm eyes, "My sister is not dead! She will come back sooner or later! Although the young master married you, he has actually been waiting for my sister, and he only has my sister in his heart. people!"

"Well, little sister, you may have misunderstood..." Although he knew that the atmosphere at this moment was not suitable for popular science, Song Lianhe still had a rigorous and responsible attitude and said with a smile: "The one your young master likes. My name is Song Xilan."