Transmigrated into the cannon fodder of the villain in the rebirth story

Chapter 15
Song Qiange was not in a hurry about Song Meimei's affairs now, she touched the wooden hairpin and pinched the ball at the end of the hairpin.

Why don't you show your presence in front of the hero first, maybe he can save your life in the future.

As for the princess, Song Qiange was in awe, and didn't want to act on her face, let alone beg her.

Song Qiange asked the way, and galloped to the restaurant where Changsheng was.

Zuixiang Building, the window wood is carved with fresh patterns, without vermilion powder coating, the courtyard is surrounded by white walls, green willows hang around, three gate towers with hanging flowers, and verandahs on all sides.

Such a spacious and huge restaurant, if it is decorated with flowers and silk and satin, it will be even more luxurious.

Suddenly, the door of the restaurant was kicked open, and a skinny young man was thrown out with one hand by the rough man.

The young man was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and curled up on the ground in pain.

The big man still felt that it wasn't enough, so he came up and punched and kicked him: "Get out, you blocked the way of the guests and dirty the floor."

The young man had no power to resist, he bit his lower lip tightly, cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead, but he just couldn't stand up.

Seeing that he still didn't leave, the big man wanted to punch down again——

"Wait a moment!"

A clear and ethereal female voice sounded, and the big man looked up.

I saw a beautiful girl with light makeup and eyebrows painted lightly, sitting on the back of a horse, wearing a white filial piety dress, but she is not charming and romantic.

She smiled brightly: "Why is a strong man like this? It's not good to start a fight and alert the government during the national funeral."

The big man rubbed his nose, and finally went back to the restaurant disheartened.

Song Qiange got off the horse, trotted to Changsheng with Xinbao, and helped him up.

Knowing that someone helped him, Changsheng wanted to open his eyes to have a look, but the sweat on his forehead slipped into his eyes, and he could only smell a woman's unique fragrance.

At this time, a large number of officers and soldiers suddenly crowded around. They pushed people with sticks and beat on the gong to shout: "The princess and the phoenix are coming to the ceremony, and the idlers wait to retreat."

Song Qiange gritted his teeth, pulled off his cloak, wrapped it around Changsheng, dragged him halfway, and knelt down to meet him politely.

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer, and Song Qiange's heart became more and more nervous.

Will the princess find prosperity?Will it be the same as the original book, take him away?

It would be good for Changsheng to follow the princess, she didn't want to break up the lovers, she just didn't want to die.

Can you give her a little time to gain more favor in front of Changsheng before returning it to the princess?
Really, she would rather place her hopes on prosperity and protect the Song family than bow to the dog man.

The eight-wheeled carriage came slowly, and Changsheng, who was being pushed and shoved, murmured unconsciously: "Save..."

Before the word "fate" could be said, Song Qiange gently covered him.

The carriage walked by step by step, every step seemed to be walking on Song Qiange's heart, and he had never been so nervous before.

It wasn't until the convoy completely disappeared that Song Qiange finally felt relieved. She was just so afraid of the law that the hero and heroine must meet.

"Miss, he has a high fever." Xinbao called.

Song Qiange came back to his senses and saw that Chang Sheng's face was blushing abnormally, and his hands were still hot.

Without further delay, they hired a carriage, and found a very unremarkable inn.

Song Qiange had learned medical skills from Song Mu, so she took the initiative to take care of Changsheng.

But Changsheng's body was too weak, and this disease caused him to have a high fever repeatedly for three days.

Seeing that Song Qiange was taking care of this strange man wholeheartedly, Xinbao was as anxious as an ant in a hot pot. She suggested: "Miss, send him to the hospital. Let's pay for the medicine for him."

(End of this chapter)