Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

The sky was originally fine, but with a few muffled thunders, dark clouds filled the sky.

Song Lianhe hurriedly found a place to shelter from the rain.

She gave all the money she had to the Taoist priest, and she couldn't hire a carriage, so she had to wait for the rain to stop.

Looking up at the dripping rain in the sky, she slowly stretched out her hand and caught the cold raindrops.

It feels so real, so out of this world.

She could hardly tell what was real and what was false.

Is the real world her dream or the world in the book?

Water dripped down the roof and fell into her slender white palms. Half of her body was soaked by the rain, but she didn't notice it at all.

Not far away, a pitch-black carriage was coming in the rain and fog, and the white jade bells hanging on the carriage made crisp jingling sounds.

Hearing the familiar car bell, Song Lianhe turned around to look.

Suddenly, a beggar rushed forward, hit the horse hard, then bounced back and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ah! The carriage hit someone!"

The horse neighed and raised its front hooves, but the driver tightened the reins and stopped the carriage.

In a blur, Song Lianhe only saw the beggar lying on the ground. She immediately lifted her skirt and rushed into the rain. She ran to the beggar and began to check him.

When she saw the little beggar's face, she was stunned. It was Ajun!

Song Lianhe was really surprised and happy!

She was actually not sure whether Ajun had followed the original storyline and had been with Song Xilan for a long time. In the end, after many twists and turns, she finally found him!

Sure enough, if there is true destiny, God will always let them meet in unexpected ways!

The rain soaked her whole body. She raised her hand to wipe the water off her face, not caring at all whether it was inappropriate to be in wet clothes and exposed to everyone's sight.

She was about to undress Ah Yu to check the wound, but just as she touched it, someone grabbed her wrist suddenly.

She was startled and suddenly raised her head.

An oil-paper umbrella covered her head, then a men's robe was draped over her, and then she was forcefully pulled up.

"Step aside."

Song Lianhe stared at the man in front of him, "But..."

Zhou Cangyan didn't allow her to argue and pulled her behind him. The shadow guards on the other side had already stepped forward to carry the person away.

Song Lianhe immediately warned: "Be careful, he might have a broken bone!"

Zhou Cangyan said coldly: "They have carried more people on the battlefield than you have treated in your entire life."

Sure enough, the shadow guard was very experienced in dealing with this kind of thing, and he figured out the general situation in a few seconds, "The left hand is broken!"

Then he simply secured him and quickly picked him up.

Zhou Cangyan was about to say to send him to the clinic, but Song Lianhe followed him nervously, "Go back home!"

The shadow guard was stunned for a moment, then immediately looked at his lord. After seeing Zhou Cangyan nodded, he immediately carried the man onto the carriage.

Seeing that Song Lianhe was so nervous about the beggar, Zhou Cangyan frowned slightly, his face was calm, and his eyes became colder.

He turned his head and looked at the group of servants wielding sticks across from him.

The group of people were chasing after them aggressively, "That brat is over there! Don't let him get away!"

"catch him!"

Xuan Mei stepped forward and said, "My lord, please go first. Leave this to me."

Zhou Cangyan glanced at the woman who was concentrating on taking care of the young man while they were still in the carriage, and he suddenly felt angry for no reason and urgently needed to find a way to vent.

"You go first."

He walked over slowly with an oil-paper umbrella in one hand.

"Yes."

Xuan Mei never questioned his lord's orders. He turned around and jumped onto the carriage, "Go!"

Seeing the carriage about to leave, the group of servants rushed over to stop it. Just as the shadow guard was about to step forward, the sword at his waist was taken away.

Zhou Cangyan walked over lazily with a sword in one hand.

It was raining heavily, and a man in black was standing in front of them, holding a sword in one hand and a sword in the other, with a cold look in his eyes, like a ghost demanding his life. Who wouldn't be afraid?

What's more, these are just servants, not guards. How can you not be afraid of such people!

So they were all scared and hid backwards, and finally they all ran away.

Zhou Cangyan sneered and threw the sword casually. The shadow guard immediately took it and put it into the scabbard.

"These are all people from the Zhuang Mansion."

"Minister of Works Zhuang Mingfang?"

"Yes."

Zhou Cangyan sneered, turned around and left.

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Ajun's injury is not serious, and his left hand can be fixed with a splint.

But the old wounds on his body were horrible to look at. He had all kinds of whip and knife wounds on his body, with new wounds covering old ones. Even Uncle Pang frowned when he saw them.

Song Lianhe gritted her teeth, suppressed her anger, and treated him.

Some wounds have become festered and require the dead flesh to be cut off and then sutured.

Song Lianhe temporarily used a simple anesthesia, but he had many wounds on his body and the treatment time was long, so the effect of the anesthetic should have worn off long ago, but the boy still gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Song Lianhe also felt sorry for her, so his hands moved faster.

In his heart, he had already cursed the person who hurt him a thousand times!

Her Ah Jun had long been raised by her into a fair and handsome young man. I remember Shuangye once said that when he went in and out of the palace, the little maids would blush when they saw him.

Unexpectedly, her Ah Jun is even worse than when he first met her! Who the hell is this? Don't let her find him!

Watching her inserting the fine needle between her skin and flesh without changing her expression, Xuan Mei couldn't help but look at her, and it took a long time before she looked away.

By the time all the injuries were treated, Song Lianhe was already sweating profusely.

"All right."

Uncle Pang sent someone to bring hot water for Ajun to wash.

"Let me do it!"

Song Lianhe was about to roll up her sleeves, but Uncle Pang quickly stopped her: "You are the princess now, you must not do that."

Da Xi said: "Let me do it."

Song Lianhe was also tired, so he gave the seat to Daxi.

After Daxi changed Ajun's clothes, the young man struggled to get off the couch, knelt down in front of Song Lianhe, and was about to kowtow to her.

Song Lianhe quickly signaled Uncle Pang and Daxi to help the man up.

Without waiting for the boy to speak, she asked, "Will you follow me?"

Ajun looked at her in surprise, nodded continuously, and raised his hand to wipe away his tears as if to conceal his feelings.

Song Lianhe took a deep breath and said word by word: "Now, can you tell me how you got these injuries?"

Only then did Ajun tell the reason for his injury.

It turned out that the plot had changed. Half a year ago, Zhuang Qiaoyue falsely accused Ajun of stealing her jewelry. Ajun refused to admit it, so she took him back to her house and locked him up in the dungeon, where he was kept for several months!

Today, the guard forgot to lock the prison door, so Ajun stumbled out and ran into Zhou Cangyan's carriage.

Snapped--

Song Lianhe slammed the table, her tender cheeks already covered with frost.

Zhuang Qiaoyue!

She must get this debt back for Ajun!

Song Lianhe would naturally not implicate Prince Qing's Mansion. Ajun was her man, and revenge was her business alone!

Damn it, I don’t believe that this poison won’t kill you!

She told Daxi to take good care of the person and turned and left.

As soon as I raised my foot, I saw someone standing outside the door.

Zhou Cangyan changed into clean clothes, let his long hair down, and stood outside the door with his hands clasped together, looking at her with an indifferent look.

"Where?"

She clenched the things in her hands, turned her face away and said nothing.

Zhou Cangyan raised his eyebrows and walked forward slowly, "Bring it here."

She put her hands behind her back and clenched them tighter.

He raised his eyes to look at her, took a step forward and took her hand.

Until he saw what she was holding, his eyes trembled slightly, and a ripple appeared faintly.

It's a willow leaf dart.

His willow dart.