Rebirth: After Becoming the Villainess-Chapter 109: Divorce Song Xilan, and I’ll Marry You

Chapter 109: Chapter 109: Divorce Song Xilan, and I’ll Marry You

He stared at her, then suddenly let out a laugh.

It was an unconscious laugh, devoid of any mirth.

Zhou Cangyan didn’t laugh often. No, he almost never laughed. A sudden laugh like that was rather creepy.

"Your Highness... what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing."

Zhou Cangyan propped his cheek up with his hand, his gaze making her skin crawl.

He just watched her. He didn’t speak, and Song Lianhe didn’t dare to either. In her mind, she replayed their entire interaction. ’Did I offend him again somehow?’

"So, your brain isn’t broken after all?"

"?!"

Song Lianhe stared at him blankly, her wide-eyed expression like that of an innocent fawn in the woods.

He rested his chin on his hand, his elbow on the table, and slowly leaned closer to her. "Then... do you remember what happened three months ago...?"

’Three months ago?’

It was as if Song Lianhe had a sudden moment of enlightenment, her mind becoming crystal clear.

’Three months ago, I had just transmigrated into the book. Then the original female lead turned the tables on me, and I was hit with that unspeakable poison...’

The door was suddenly thrown open.

"Song Lianhe..."

When Zhou Junlin burst in with his men, the first thing he saw was the two of them, so close together.

Song Lianhe was even gazing at his Imperial Uncle with a look of "infatuation"!

Instantly, the shame of betrayal morphed into a vicious fury that rushed to his head.

"It seems I’ve come at an inopportune time." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

’What’s with the blatant tone of a husband catching his wife cheating?’

Song Lianhe ignored his theatrics. ’The engagement is off, so we have nothing to do with each other. He can go catch whoever he wants; it has nothing to do with me.’

Zhou Cangyan didn’t seem surprised. He remained perfectly composed, showing no sign of panic at being seen with his nephew’s former fiancée.

He slowly sat up straight, his icy gaze falling on Zhou Junlin.

Since he already knew her identity, Song Lianhe didn’t bother being coy with him. She spoke candidly, "Prince Ling, what brings you here? What’s the matter, feeling weaker than before? Can’t quite perform like you used to?"

Her hands-on-hips taunt instantly made Zhou Junlin flush with shame and anger.

"I came here to tell you one thing: as long as I don’t agree, this engagement still stands!"

Hearing this, Zhou Cangyan lifted his gaze, watching him with great interest.

Song Lianhe didn’t mince words either. She said bluntly, "Fine. Divorce Song Xilan, and I’ll marry you."

The man beside her—Zhou Cangyan—had his eyes turn suddenly cold and dark. The glance he threw her was as if he were looking at a dead object, yet the corner of his mouth still held a mocking sneer.

He rose slowly. "Since you two have matters to discuss, I won’t disturb you."

Song Lianhe froze. ’My backer is leaving?’

’That won’t do! If he leaves, who’s going to support me?’

"Ah, Your Highness..."

She was about to step forward when Zhou Junlin grabbed her, his voice cold. "Song Lianhe! I’m warning you, don’t push your luck! My promise to marry you was only out of respect for General Li Hua and the Old Marquis. You..."

Song Lianhe had long lost her patience with him. ’The Emperor himself has spoken, so what’s the point of him pestering me? If he’s not happy, he should go complain to his father, right?’

"Zhou Junlin, are you ever going to stop? I already told you, divorce Song Xilan, and I’ll marry you! Do you not understand plain language, or do you just want to have your cake and eat it too? If you’re going to be a scumbag, don’t pretend to be a saint! Come find me when you’ve made a clean break with Song Xilan!"

She shoved him aside and ran to the door, but Zhou Cangyan was already in his carriage.

"Your Highness!"

The carriage didn’t even pause, simply driving away right in front of her.

Just then, Zhou Junlin chased after her. "Song Lianhe, you’re dreaming! What makes you think you can compare to Xilan?"

A fire erupted in her chest. Song Lianhe spun around and jabbed a finger into his hard chest. "Zhou Junlin! I have put up with you for far too long! You were the one who didn’t like me! You were the one who tried everything to get out of marrying me! Now, I’ve given you exactly what you wanted, letting you and your precious Song Xilan be together, so what more do you want? Why are you turning around and harassing me? What, you regret it? You don’t want to break the engagement anymore? Or could it be... you’ve fallen for me?"

Zhou Junlin stumbled back from her poking. When he heard her last sentence, his eyes shot wide open, and he exploded with rage. "Song Lianhe! Don’t you dare spout such nonsense! How could I possibly fall for a woman like you?!"

Song Lianhe didn’t get angry. She just sneered, "Oh really? Then why have you come to harass me time and time again?"

"I was..."

"Not happy with the outcome? Fine. I’ll announce to the whole world right now that I’m not good enough for you, Prince Ling! That I, Song Lianhe, am not so blessed!"

Zhou Junlin suddenly seized her chin, forcing her into a corner behind the door. His ink-black eyes burned into hers. "Why are you unwilling to marry me?"

Just then, Song Lianhe noticed a figure flash by on the floor above.

She knew it was Xuan Mei and quickly waved her hand, signaling for her to stay hidden.

Xuan Mei flipped over and hung from the ceiling, keeping a close watch on the situation below.

Zhou Junlin’s grip was strong; a little more force and he could have crushed her jaw. The pain made Song Lianhe’s temper flare.

’Is he not done yet?!’

With a flick of her hand, Zhou Junlin felt a prick on his neck, like a needle. A tingling numbness spread from the spot, quickly engulfing his entire body. He froze in place. Then, with a look of disgust, Song Lianhe pushed him away and watched him crumple to the ground.

Rubbing her aching chin, she turned, pushed open the door, and shouted, "Prince Ling has fainted!"

Gu Ha, who had been waiting outside, rushed in. "Your Highness!"

Zhou Junlin’s eyes were wide open, glaring fixedly at Song Lianhe. He looked as if he had a bellyful of things to say but couldn’t get a single word out.

Seeing this, Gu Ha looked up and glared angrily at Song Lianhe. "What did you do to the Prince?!"

She pointed to the purplish-red mark on her chin from his grip. "Look closely! It’s what *he* was trying to do to *me*!"

Then she added irritably, "Your prince isn’t going to die! It’s liver qi stagnation, causing fullness in his chest and ribs and poor circulation of his qi. Go home, take Szechuan Lovage, Nutgrass Rhizome, Bitter Orange, and Peony Root, decoct them from three bowls of water down to one, and make him drink it for three consecutive days. He’ll be fine!"

It was true that Gu Ha detested this woman, but having tailed her for the past few days, he had to admit one fact: she was indeed a skilled and exceptionally talented physician.

Figuring she wouldn’t dare do anything serious to the Prince, he carefully helped the immobilized Zhou Junlin to his feet. As he passed her, he shot her a hateful glare. "If anything happens to His Highness, you’ll be the one I hold responsible!"

Song Lianhe scoffed, not bothering to acknowledge him.

Xuan Mei dropped silently from the roof and glanced at her. "Want me to get even for you?"

"No need. It’s just a minor injury."

She rubbed her chin. It still hurt enough to make her wince.

’Anger is one thing, but I don’t want Xuan Mei to take any risks over something so trivial.’

"Song Lianhe!"

Cao Ying hurried out from inside. "Are... are you alright?"

"Finally willing to come out?"

Song Lianhe chuckled. She had seen Cao Ying’s anxious figure behind the curtain the whole time.

Cao Ying bit her lip. "I..."

If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that the man in a furious rage just now was Prince Ling...

Song Lianhe glanced at her and said lightly, "Who hasn’t met a few scumbags in their youth? But it’s fine. You just took a little longer than others to see him clearly. Later, I’ll prescribe you some medicine. I guarantee it’ll sharpen your senses and clear your head!"

Cao Ying gently lifted her eyes. The corners of her lips curved into a slight smile, but in the end, she said nothing.