Rebirth: After Becoming the Villainess-Chapter 368: That’s Your Mother

Song Lianhe whirled around, her gaze fixed intently on the woman.

"What... did you just call me?"

Mrs. Liu looked at her, her expression utterly bizarre.

"Why? All of this... why?"

Song Lianhe rushed to her side, unable to suppress the nervous excitement in her heart. "You know who I am, don’t you?"

"You’re... Lin Shuniang’s daughter?"

Song Lianhe grabbed her by the shoulders. "How do you know? What have you remembered?"

Everyone had forgotten her. Why did Mrs. Liu know she existed?

"Lin Shuniang’s daughter... is the legitimate daughter of the General Mansion... Then what about my Lan’er? No, she’s not a concubine’s daughter! She is the one and only lady of the General Mansion!"

Mrs. Liu seemed to be growing confused, but Song Lianhe could still discern the truth in her words.

’She really does know who I am.’

In that moment, Song Lianhe’s emotions were in turmoil. Just when she had steeled herself to accept that her past self had been completely erased, reality had offered her a sliver of hope. She had to get to the bottom of this!

One thing was certain: Mrs. Liu hadn’t recognized her before. Gathering her thoughts, Song Lianhe immediately demanded, "Liu Wanqing, how did you remember me?!"

Mrs. Liu raised her head, her frenzied gaze gradually sharpening into focus.

"You killed Yu Lang."

Her voice was calm, her eyes locked onto her.

Song Lianhe was silent for a moment before saying, "He tried to kill me first."

"My Yu Lang was so gentle and considerate, always doting on me... Song Xingfeng has always looked down on me. He always felt my status was beneath Lin Shuniang’s, that I was unworthy of being the matriarch of this General Mansion."

Mrs. Liu continued calmly, "Only my Yu Lang allowed me to taste the world’s most exquisite passion."

"But he was using you, and you knew it perfectly well."

"So what?" Mrs. Liu looked at her. "Relationships between men and women can be boiled down to a simple principle: each gets what they need. Seeking talent or beauty is just part of it. I wanted his affection, and he wanted my status as the General’s wife... Come to think of it, Song Xingfeng actually did something good for once. At least he gave me the capital I needed to meet my dear Yu Lang..."

So said Liu Wanqing.

Song Lianhe found herself looking at the woman with new respect. She hadn’t expected her to see things so clearly.

It was this very clarity that made her all the more pathetic.

’If it was just a transaction of ’each getting what they need,’ then her taking it seriously was a recipe for utter disaster.’

"Heh heh, compared to me, you’re the truly pitiful one." Mrs. Liu stared at her, her voice a low taunt. "How does it feel to be forgotten? Prin... cess... Con... sort! Ha ha..."

She burst out laughing, her face flushing red.

Song Lianhe couldn’t stop herself from stepping forward and grabbing her by the shoulders. "How on earth do you know?!"

"Ha ha... Want to know?" Mrs. Liu fiercely seized her wrist and then bit down hard—

Song Lianhe froze for a second but reacted instantly, gripping Mrs. Liu’s temporomandibular joint. A slight pressure was all it took to force her mouth open.

Song Lianhe quickly pulled her hand back to inspect it. A ring of bloody teeth marks was imprinted on the web of her hand. It was a testament to her bone-deep hatred; she had bitten down with all her might. If Mrs. Liu hadn’t been so weak, she might have torn a chunk of flesh right off.

"Ha ha! Listen up, Song Lianhe! I’ll never tell you, not even if I die! You can just live out your days alone and forgotten! Ha ha..."

Mrs. Liu laughed maniacally, but mid-laugh, her expression suddenly froze. Her mouth hung open, her eyes wide.

Song Lianhe’s hand was throbbing with pain, but before she could even disinfect the wound, she noticed something was wrong with Mrs. Liu.

She immediately pressed her ear to her chest to listen for a heartbeat, then opened her eyelids to check her pupils. Without a second thought, she started CPR!

The door was suddenly pushed open.

"Song Lianhe!!"

Song Xilan and Zhou Junlin appeared at the door.

Song Xilan rushed forward and shoved her away fiercely. "What did you do to my mother?!"

Zhou Junlin, too, eyed her suspiciously, taking in her youthful, masculine disguise.

"I’m saving her!"

Song Lianhe had no time to explain and moved to resume chest compressions.

"I won’t let you touch my mother!"

Song Xilan summoned a surprising burst of strength and slammed into her. Song Lianhe, her focus entirely on Mrs. Liu, was caught off guard and stumbled back several steps. Fortunately, Zhou Junlin acted fast, his hand catching her by the small of her back.

The surprising softness of her slender waist gave him a slight pause.

She cursed under her breath, broke away from his grasp, and lunged forward again. "Song Xilan, I’m a doctor, and you know it! If you don’t want her to die, then get out of my way!"

But it was as if Song Xilan couldn’t hear a word. "Someone! Why are you just standing out there? Get in here and restrain her!"

Kong Qing entered with a few maids and immediately seized Song Lianhe’s arms, pinning her.

Zhou Junlin stood to the side, an imperceptible frown on his face.

"Don’t move!" Kong Qing took the opportunity to furtively twist her arm, her teeth gritted in hatred.

A life was at stake. No matter how much it hurt, Song Lianhe had to endure it. She stared at the person on the bed. "Her heart has stopped! If she doesn’t get emergency treatment right now, not even a Daluo Golden Immortal will be able to save her!"

"Don’t you dare spout such nonsense! Nothing’s wrong with my mother!"

Song Xilan glared at her, but when she glanced over at Mrs. Liu, a shadow passed through her eyes before she quickly looked away.

When she looked up again, her expression was as placid as before.

"Song Xilan!" Song Lianhe struggled in desperation. "That’s your mother! Are you sure this is what you want to do?!"

She wasn’t a fool. If Song Xilan truly cared that her mother’s life was in danger, her first instinct would be to rush to her side, not to obstruct her rescuer at every turn!

Song Xilan suddenly shouted, "Of course I know she’s my mother! No one in this world cares about her more than I do!"

"Song Xilan! Can’t you just snap out of it?!"

’Any more of this, and she’ll be gone for good!’

Song Lianhe suddenly turned her head to look at Zhou Junlin. She said nothing, only watching him with eyes filled with questioning.

It was as if, once, she had placed her hope in him...

Zhou Junlin lowered his gaze. "...Doctor Song is right. She is your mother, after all."

Song Xilan froze, looking at him in disbelief.

At this moment, Gu Ha stepped forward and pushed Kong Qing and the others away.

Song Lianhe broke free and rushed forward to check on Mrs. Liu!

But...

"My Lady! I’ve found the afterbirth..."

Nanny Tian entered along with Huai Xu.

Taking in the scene, Nanny Tian froze.

Huai Xu saw Song Xilan and Zhou Junlin in the room, then his gaze fell upon Song Lianhe.

Seeing her standing frozen in place, Huai Xu hurried over. "What happened?"

One look at Mrs. Liu sent a chill down his spine. He reached out to check for a breath...

’Dead?’

Huai Xu was baffled. Mrs. Liu had only suffered a threatened miscarriage. Even if the child couldn’t be saved, her own life shouldn’t have been in danger.

Besides, when he left, Mrs. Liu had been fine.

"My Lady!"

Nanny Tian screamed.

"What’s wrong with my mother? Mother? Mother—"

Song Xilan let out a shrill cry, then threw herself onto Mrs. Liu’s body and wailed. As she cried, she pointed an accusing finger at Song Lianhe. "It was you! You’re the one who killed my mother!"