Rebirth: After Becoming the Villainess-Chapter 331: It Must Be Song Lianhe, Come for Revenge
They traveled for two more days. Tomorrow, they would be able to enter Ling’an City.
Zhou Cangyan ordered his men to make camp outside the city.
Song Lianhe stood on a small hill, gazing at the distant gates of Ling’an City.
Her thoughts turned to Marquis Xuan Chang, as well as Cao Ying, Shuang Ye, and the General Mansion.
Song Xingfeng might not have been a good person, but that place held all of the original owner’s childhood memories...
In truth, there were many times when Song Lianhe could hardly tell herself apart from the body’s original owner. The memories were so entrenched in her mind, she couldn’t distinguish which belonged to the original owner and which were her own.
Chun Hua flew over silently and landed on her shoulder.
Song Lianhe let out a soft sigh. "Have they all forgotten about me?"
"CHIRP."
"...Song Xilan has no medical skills and doesn’t practice medicine, which means there’s no Medical Clinic. In other words, my entire livelihood is gone."
"CHIRP."
"Sigh, does that mean I’m going to starve on the streets?"
"CHIRP CHIRP!"
Chun Hua flapped its wings and flew away.
Song Lianhe frowned, glaring up at the bird and clucking her tongue. "How heartless!"
’Its feathers have all grown back, and now it turns its back on me?’
She retracted her gaze. Just as she turned to head down, she saw the man who had appeared behind her at some unknown point.
Dressed in black robes, Zhou Cangyan glanced at her through the hazy twilight, his entire being seemingly coated in a thin layer of frost. The tranquility of the moment was like the calm surface of the sea over treacherous reefs and hidden currents, where the only end was a bottomless abyss.
’Who would have known that the man the world saw as the Asura Ghost Slayer was the one her heart yearned for.’
"It never gets close to strangers."
Song Lianhe snapped back to reality and looked up at him. "Uh... It’s probably because I’m beautiful."
Zhou Cangyan raised an eyebrow. ’She can even spout such nonsense.’
’If that’s really the case, then its taste isn’t half bad.’
"Ahem..."
Behind Zhou Cangyan, a figure was acting furtively.
The Shadow Guard had already paced back and forth several times, letting out soft coughs to signal him to get to the point!
Zhou Cangyan glanced to the side, his brows knitting in displeasure. After a moment, he spoke, "If you have nowhere to go in Ling’an City, you may return to the Prince Mansion with me. Are you willing?"
"I am!"
Song Lianhe agreed without a second thought. The way she looked at him, her eyes shone as brightly as the galaxy of stars above.
Zhou Cangyan looked at the charming beauty on the hill, pressed his lips together, grunted an "Mm," and turned to leave.
"Ah! This is great!"
Behind him, the woman couldn’t help but cheer with joy.
Song Lianhe was absolutely ecstatic!
’I was just worrying about where to go, and he took the initiative to invite me! Is this what you call turning the tables against all odds?’
’Ah, my luck is just too good!’
Zhou Cangyan didn’t stop walking. He lowered his light-colored eyes, and the corners of his lips curved into a slight smile...
Aside from the bandit attack four days ago, Zhou Junlin and his party finally arrived safely in Ling’an City.
Just as they entered the city, someone came to report, "Prince, King Qing has entered the palace for an audience with the Emperor."
Zhou Junlin’s expression remained unchanged; he was not surprised by this.
Gu Ha whispered, "Now that King Qing has returned to Ling’an, I’m afraid it will be difficult to hold him accountable for abandoning his post."
Zhou Junlin, still on horseback, said slowly, "I never expected this single misstep to be enough to be his doom. Besides..."
His expression suddenly turned cold. "My real opponent is not this Imperial Uncle of mine."
Gu Ha naturally understood. The only one who could be a match for Prince Ling was Prince Hang.
"Back to the mansion."
"Yes."
Gu Ha turned and called for the convoy to speed up.
Due to the ambush, and because everyone had been frightened by the ferocious bird—which they later learned was a falcon—the convoy had been in a state of exhaustion for days. By the time they returned to the mansion, everyone was covered in dust and grime.
Master Chen was carried inside.
Because he had "bravely stood up" to the "traitor" Song Lianhe, he had been acting like a hero who had rendered a great service, and was thus cared for by others throughout the journey.
"Gently, gently..."
He wailed, his wrist terribly swollen.
Although they had a doctor look at it when they passed a post station, the doctor said the person who made the cut was too skilled. The tendons couldn’t be reattached, and the hand was a complete loss.
Master Chen was furious, but on second thought, ’Doesn’t this mean I’ll never have to drive a carriage again? The Prince Mansion can support me for the rest of my life!’
He arrogantly ordered a young servant to bring him tea and water. Lying comfortably on the couch, he began to scheme about his negotiations for the next day. ’I must secure a cushy position!’
CREAK—
The door opened.
Master Chen said impatiently, "What took you so long? Trying to starve me to death?"
The door was gently closed, and then, bolted.
Then, someone approached.
Master Chen kept his eyes closed and extended his other hand, gesturing for the servant to help him up.
But after waiting for a long while, no one came to help him.
Master Chen cursed in frustration, "Which blind little bastard..."
He opened his eyes, and when he saw the person standing before him, he was so shocked he tumbled right off the couch!
The man before him was dressed all in black, his face covered by a half-mask, and in his hand was a gleaming longsword...
"Ah, an assassin... there’s..."
Before Master Chen could cry out, the man suddenly raised his hand and pierced his palm with the sword.
As Master Chen opened his mouth to scream, the man casually grabbed a rag from the table and stuffed it into his mouth.
At that moment, a lazy, deep male voice suddenly echoed in the room.
"The other hand."
"Yes."
The Shadow Guard looked at Master Chen with a smile. Then, with a flash of the blade, he pierced the other palm.
"MMMPH—" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
Blood dripped from both of Master Chen’s hands. He trembled all over from the pain, wanting to run but too terrified to move, his legs having gone soft.
"The legs."
"Yes."
Without another word, the Shadow Guard stabbed a sword through one of his legs.
"MMMPH—"
With the cloth in his mouth, Master Chen was in such agony it felt like his eyes would split from their sockets.
"...Just cripple both his hands."
"Yes!"
A short while later, the young servant walked over, carrying dinner.
On his way, he was still grumbling, "We’re all servants, what gives him the right to order your grandpa around! Hmph, some hero! Who doesn’t know your tendons were cut by a mere girl? What’s he putting on airs for?"
But when he pushed open the door, the servant immediately put on a fawning expression. "Mr. Chen, dinner is served."
No one in the room responded.
The servant sniffed the air and smelled only a thick stench of blood.
He covered his nose and mouth and glanced into the bedroom—
"AHH!!"
Master Chen’s body was covered in countless bloody holes, his limbs pierced through. He lay there, barely breathing. The doctor said the attacker was extremely precise; the wounds looked horrifying, but every stab had avoided a vital point! Not only had the man been made to suffer immensely, but he wouldn’t die. However, he was now a cripple and would never be able to do manual labor again.
It was said that the Princess Consort, out of the kindness of her heart, gave Master Chen’s family some Silver Taels and had him sent home.
Everyone said the wounds on Master Chen’s body looked exactly like the work of Song Lianhe when she had severed his tendons!
She must have come for revenge!
For a time, panic spread throughout the Prince Mansion.
"Revenge? Doctor Song?"
The next morning, Zhou Junlin heard about the previous night’s events while eating breakfast.
"How could she possibly have the skill to come and go from my Ling Prince Mansion as she pleases?"
Gu Ha nodded. "I think so as well. But this was clearly an act of revenge. If not her, then who could it be?"
Zhou Junlin let out a soft chuckle. "Yes... who could it be?"
