Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

Zhou Junlin returned to the carriage and Zhenniang followed him.

"Your Majesty, I will immediately arrange for someone to help..."

"No need."

Zhou Junlin half closed his eyes, his handsome face slightly tired, "You don't need to interfere in this matter anymore."

Zhen Niang was startled, "What should I do then?"

"What else can you do now?" The speaker was Song Xilan. She whispered softly, "Everyone in Lizong Pass is watching you. You'd better not cause trouble for the prince."

She used the gentlest tone, yet it made Zhenniang look ashamed.

Zhenniang bit her lip. Even though she was unwilling, she had to respond respectfully as long as King Ling didn't say anything.

"It's my subordinates' incompetence..."

"So Zhenniang also knows that it's because of your incompetence~" Song Xilan smiled gently and said, "I don't understand one thing. Since it's an important thing, why not destroy it as soon as possible? If it falls into the hands of the enemy, it will become a sharp weapon to threaten the prince! Don't you even understand these principles? Or are you holding these things in your hands for future plans?"

She almost said directly that Zhenniang wanted to keep some evidence to give herself a chance to survive.

Zhou Junlin glanced at Song Xilan. She had been speaking in a gentle tone throughout the conversation. But the words she spoke were so sharp that they were impossible to refute.

She seemed... different, too.

Song Xilan lowered the car curtain and said, "Let's go."

The carriage left right in front of Zhenniang.

"My lady..." Xi Que stepped forward uneasily, "The secret room in the workshop..."

Zhenniang looked back at the collapsed Huaxufang. It was surrounded by soldiers and officials to prevent outsiders from approaching.

Zhenniang's eyes became somewhat dim, "They will never find it."

The magpie was puzzled, but seeing the lady's expression he didn't dare to ask more questions.

Ever since Song Lianhe publicly promised to bear all the losses of Huaxufang, Cao Jin's men have been under complete supervision of the place and no one is allowed to approach.

"Commander Cao, you arrived just in time!"

After watching Zhou Junlin's carriage leave, Song Lianhe turned around and praised him.

Frank people don't speak in secret, and the excuse of attending a funeral is just a superficial one.

Commander Cao's eyes were cold and his expression was emotionless. "I was entrusted by someone and I traveled day and night."

Song Lianhe was at a loss, who was entrusted with the task?

Moreover, from the dissatisfaction vaguely revealed by the other party, it can be concluded that this person is naturally not the emperor and should be very close to him.

"Just now Commander Cao said that he would ask the emperor for permission... The emperor was quite kind and asked you to bring the imperial guards back?"

Not to mention her, I believe Zhou Junlin had discovered it a long time ago.

Cao Jin looked at her and said slowly, "Your Majesty has received the memorial submitted by Governor E before his death, which mentioned Huaxufang."

"Memorials written before his death?"

"Yes, he was stopped intentionally, and then suddenly appeared in the imperial study."

Song Lianhe clicked his tongue twice, this was too weird.

I think this hidden force should be Zhou Junlin's enemy.

He had just been entrusted by the emperor to investigate the book of poems, when someone used the mouth of Governor E to reveal the secret of Huaxufang, which was clearly aimed at Zhou Junlin!

who is it?

Zhou Cangyan?

She tried hard to recall the plot in the book. It seemed that Zhou Cangyan had great power in the later period, but that was in the later period, not now.

"So, Commander Cao was actually ordered to come here to investigate?"

"Yes."

"Why Commander Cao? I mean, Commander Cao is responsible for the safety of the Ling'an Imperial City."

"But he also belongs to His Majesty."

"..."

Song Lianhe understood.

Huaxufang - the intelligence hub of Liguan Sect, will develop into the largest intelligence agency in the entire Dacheng in the future!

Now that he knew of its existence, Emperor Cheng Xiao would not fail to investigate.

Even though the owner behind it is Zhou Junlin, his favorite son.

No matter how much you like someone, you cannot overstep your authority, that is, the emperor. As long as Emperor Chengxiao is still alive, there will only be one emperor of Dacheng!

Zhou Junlin violated the emperor's taboo.

As his own personal guard, Emperor Cheng Xiao naturally trusted Cao Jin.

No wonder Zhou Junlin left without saying a word after seeing Cao Jin.

"Then this reconstruction work..."

Cao Jin glanced at her and said, "I am only ordered to investigate, not to rebuild."

Song Lianhe smiled, "Thank you."

As a supporting actress with a golden finger, she certainly knows what secrets are hidden in Huaxufang.

She turned around to look at Xuan Mei, her eyes full of eagerness to try.

Xuan Mei: "...I won't accompany you."

Cao Jin looked at her, his eyes becoming even deeper.

Song Lianhe didn't care, he walked up to her and took her arm, shaking it like a spoiled child: "Good Xuanmei, you are the best~"

Xuan Mei: “…”

Cao Jin's gaze fell on her hands that were hugging Xuan Mei, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Xuan Mei was really helpless after being pestered by Song Lianhe, so he looked at her and said, "Just this once."

Listening carefully, there is actually a subtle indulgence in the cold tone.

Song Lianhe was very happy, "I knew you were the best~"

When she turned around inadvertently, she found that Cao Jin had not left yet, and he looked at her with a somewhat cold look.

She was stunned. How had she offended the commander-in-chief again?

Song Lianhe turned around puzzledly, and suddenly saw a thin figure in front of her. She immediately called out, "Jiuer!"

Jiuer's body froze and she stood still.

Song Lianhe said, "Sister Mei, please accompany Commander Cao for a walk," and then walked towards Jiuer.

Jiuer clutched the corners of her clothes with both hands, looking at a loss.

"Princess...Jiu'er knows she was wrong."

Before Song Lianhe could get closer, E Jintang stopped her and said in a muffled voice, "Aunt, Jiuer didn't mean it."

Song Lianhe glared at him, "I'm not going to eat her!"

Then, she looked at Jiuer carefully, "You are deliberately helping me out, right?"

Jiuer was startled, then lowered her eyes and said nothing.

It turned out to be the case.

Song Lianhe knew that this girl had a secret, and she had no intention of digging it out. She just said to her sincerely, "Thank you, it's all thanks to you just now."

Jiuer didn't expect that she not only didn't ask anything, but also thanked her. This time she was really flattered.

She lowered her eyes silently, and just as Song Lianhe was leaving, she suddenly whispered, "Princess, Jiuer won't hurt you."

-

Since Cao Jin was a relative of the governor of E and had come specially to pay his respects to the governor, he naturally moved into the E Mansion.

That night, Mrs. E, as the mistress of the house, held a family dinner to express her gratitude.

Zhou Junlin and Song Xilan were naturally also invited. After all, they were princes and could not be neglected.

But when Zhou Junlin appeared, he did not see Song Lianhe.

He frowned, "Where's Princess Qing?"

Song Xilan was beside him, her expression changed slightly, and then she returned to her calm and elegant state. "Yeah, why don't you see my sister?"

She called out so affectionately, as if the person bitten by the snake was not her.

Mrs. E went to see her son. E Jintang was holding a chicken leg in one hand and studying the palm technique taught by Xuan Mei with the other. When he received his mother's gaze, he realized belatedly and said, "My aunt is not feeling well and has gone to bed."

"uncomfortable?"

A sneer appeared on Zhou Junlin's handsome face.

Just as he was about to stand up, Cao Jin raised his glass and said, "Your Highness Prince Ling, I apologize for the offense today. I offer you a toast."

Zhou Junlin frowned slightly, looked at him, and picked up the cup.