Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

Song Lianhe stood in front of the window, watching Chunhua flapping its wings and flying into the air.

No matter what, even if it's just a bird, as long as she knows that there are people standing by her and supporting her, she will be full of blood again!

But at this moment, Chunhua circled in the air and suddenly swooped down -

Then, wailing sounds were heard from the bushes in the garden.

"Ah! What?!"

"It's an eagle!!"

Looking at the figure fleeing in panic, Song Lianhe finally realized what was happening.

Someone is following us!

No need to ask, it must be someone sent by Zhou Junlin. Song Xilan does not have that ability at the moment.

Song Lianhe thought for a moment and then closed the window.

She stayed in the room for the whole afternoon. When she came out, it was already dusk. Her stomach suddenly started to growl. She was shocked to realize that no one cared about her meal! !

Isn’t this too pitiful?

She forced herself to calm down, impulsiveness would not solve the problem.

When Song Lianhe walked out of the room and passed the garden, a stone suddenly hit her in the face.

Snapped.

Song Lianhe was hit directly.

She covered her forehead and bent over in pain.

"Who doesn't open his eyes?!"

A man walked up to me and said indifferently, "I thought you could hide away."

Song Lianhe raised his eyes and looked at the culprit, "I have every reason to suspect that you did it on purpose!"

Yinhuan still looked indifferent, "Oh, that's it."

Song Lianhe gritted his teeth.

I really want to stab her!

Song Lianhe stood up straight. There was a red and swollen spot on her forehead, which was even more obvious against her delicate and fair skin.

She just glanced at the silver ring and walked on.

I'm angry and don't want to pay attention to you!

Yinhuan raised an eyebrow and walked forward slowly, "Who are you?"

"Heh, witch! You'd better stay away from me, or I'll cast a spell and throw you into a snake cave!"

"Are you angry?" Yinhuan clicked his tongue twice: "You are so stingy~"

"I'm stingy?" Song Lianhe couldn't hold it in any longer. "I'll hit you on the head with a rock and see!"

"It's not like I can't hide."

"..."

Song Lianhe really didn't want to talk to her anymore.

When I first picked up this little girl, she was obviously very well-behaved!

Give me back Jiuer!!

Seeing Song Lianhe enter the kitchen, Yinhuan followed in.

Song Lianhe took out two pancakes and a bowl of vegetable soup with ease, then sat down and started eating seriously.

She glanced at it and asked, "Is this what you're going to eat?"

Because of E Jintang's presence, Yinhuan was treated particularly well in the E Mansion. E Jintang would give her and her mother any delicious food.

It was also because she had become more picky about food during this period, and when she saw Song Lianhe's noodles and vegetable soup, she frowned in disgust.

Song Lianhe snorted and laughed, "It's good to have something to eat! If I had come later, these might all be gone."

Yinhuan was startled and looked her up and down suspiciously. She seemed to be very knowledgeable, but she was eating dry bread in the kitchen?

"No one takes care of your meals?"

Song Lianhe took a bite of the cold, hard bread and said, "I am an outlier here."

Just then, E Jintang came.

"Jiuer! Why are you here?"

When Yinhuan faced E Jintang, she had a different face, smiling and very well-behaved.

"I'm having dinner with my sister."

"elder sister?"

When meeting E Jintang's gaze, Song Lianhe introduced himself almost reflexively.

"Ah! You are the doctor who cured Princess Ling!!"

E Jintang took a few steps forward and pulled the man up, "I was looking for you! Come with me to see mother! She has been coughing at night and has trouble sleeping!"

It is my duty to treat a patient, especially when that person is Mrs. E.

But she was still hungry, and E Jintang was as strong as an ox. Before he was dragged away, Song Lianhe quickly grabbed a piece of bread and took it with her to eat on the road.

Yinhuan knew that Mrs. E disliked her, so she didn't bother to bother her. E Jintang took Song Lianhe to see his mother alone.

By the time Song Lianhe finished treating Mrs. E, the moon was already high in the sky.

She sighed, sat on the porch, and took out a piece of bread wrapped in a handkerchief from her arms.

After taking a bite, she almost broke her teeth. It was dry and irritating to the throat. But she was hungry and had no choice but to endure it and eat in small bites.

There were footsteps behind me.

Thinking it was Yinhuan, Song Lianhe did not turn around and said lazily: "No matter what, you have to wait until I have a meal before you talk."

She took another bite, hissed, and touched her cheek, chewing until her teeth were sore.

"You're going to eat this?"

Song Lianhe was startled when he heard the sudden sound, and then turned around with the remaining half of the cake in his hand.

Zhou Junlin approached slowly, and his clear eyes swept over her.

Song Lianhe reacted, "I stayed in the room late, and it was dark when I came out."

"So, no one brought dinner?"

Song Lianhe curled her lips, "It was fine yesterday, probably because the princess's poison has been cured."

She was just short of having the words "you're destroying the bridge after crossing it" written on her face.

The reason can be guessed if you think about it.

Song Xilan punished her openly, but she would not let her feel at ease behind the scenes.

Zhou Junlin pursed his lips and said, "This kind of thing will never happen again in the future."

"Oh, it depends on your performance."

Song Lianhe treated him without any fear or courtesy, and treated him casually as if he were a farmhand in the family.

This made Zhou Junlin very unhappy.

It could be seen that she was still gnawing on that half piece of hard and crumbly cake, and her brows were unconsciously furrowed.

"Guha."

"My subordinate is here!"

Gu Ha came up from the bottom of the stairs.

"Go prepare some meals and send them to Doctor Song's room."

Although Gu Ha was reluctant, he still responded, "Yes."

Song Lianhe raised her eyes to look at Zhou Junlin. It was undeniable that although she didn’t like him, he still had the responsibility and awareness that a male protagonist should have.

Just when she habitually looked above his head, she unexpectedly discovered that the halo had disappeared!

She was startled and stood up unconsciously. She walked forward in a daze and looked at him without blinking.

Why did the male protagonist’s halo disappear?

She didn't believe it, so she rubbed her eyes again, then opened them again, and stood on tiptoes to look over there.

Still empty.

Looking at the woman who suddenly came over, Zhou Junlin stood still. He first narrowed his eyes vigilantly, as if he wanted to see what tricks she was playing.

Different from the incense on other women, Song Lianhe had her own herbal fragrance, even a hint of bitterness, but for some reason, this scent didn't make him feel disgusted. The closer he got to her, the sweeter it tasted.

The man lowered his eyes, deliberately ignoring the aura that was gradually intoxicating him, and asked in a cold voice: "What are you doing?"

"I……"

Song Lianhe was startled and took a few steps back, "I...saw a mosquito!"

Zhou Junlin raised his eyebrows. Do you think he believes it?

He glanced at her and suddenly asked, "What's wrong with your forehead?"

head?

She wanted to reach out to touch him, but the handsome man in front of her grabbed her wrist and said, "Don't touch me."

Song Lianhe looked at him in confusion.

"You are a doctor, but you didn't even notice that you were injured?"

She was not used to being too close to the male protagonist, so she broke free from his hand, took a step back, and looked away, "...a doctor should not heal himself, haven't you heard of that?"

Her rejection was so obvious that Zhou Junlin's face darkened again.

As if a switch of evil humor in his body was touched, he snorted with an ambiguous laugh, and then approached her, "In that case... then I will be the healer."