After being read, the abstinent prince bullies others with his wife every day

She had been suspicious from the beginning, but she had always believed that ancient official families valued their children the most, especially since Lin Cheng cared so much about his reputation, it was impossible for him to just pick up a child and raise him, until Wang let it slip the day before yesterday.

Taking into account all the previous events, she finally came to the conclusion.

It is indeed impossible for Lin Cheng to raise someone else's daughter, but it is not necessarily the case for Wang.

Even the He family would fake pregnancy and bear a child through surrogacy in order to consolidate their position when the truth is revealed.

At the beginning, Wang had given birth to two daughters in a row. When He came into the mansion, she was the favorite concubine. She might have thought of this idea.

But it is unclear what went wrong in the first place.

However, all this can only be finalized after she finishes that thing, otherwise everything can only be speculation.

Lin Shuning's eyes were calm and profound at this moment: "Lian'er, your guess is exactly what I suspect. Don't worry, I will investigate this matter as soon as possible and give myself an explanation."

Also give an explanation to the original owner.

"Hmm! Maybe you are actually the daughter of a wealthy family, with parents and brothers and sisters who love you."

When Lian'er said this, the figures of Yun Sheng and his wife appeared in front of Lin Shuning's eyes.

She smiled wistfully and comforted herself. Although the family atmosphere of the general's mansion was what she had always longed for, there was no such coincidence in the world.

She closed her watery eyes and was about to go back to her room to rest when she heard a questioning voice coming from outside the yard.

"What did Aunt He do in your yard just now?"

Lin Shuning looked back and saw Lin Cheng walking in with his hands behind his back, dark circles under his eyes, and unsteady steps. His lifeless eyes seemed unable to focus, and his whole body was filled with fatigue, as if he had been drained of all his energy.

She sneered in her heart. It seemed that He had not given up in the past few days. She had worked hard in bed and almost squeezed Lin Chengdu dry.

If this continues, Lin Chengxu’s life span will probably be cut in half.

"What's with that look in your eyes? Can't you hear me asking you?" Seeing that she hadn't spoken, Lin Cheng showed a hint of impatience on his tired face.

Lin Shuning said indifferently, as if he didn't care: "If you want to know, why don't you go to her yard and ask her? Why are you coming to my place?"

Lin Chengyu choked, but seemed to be used to her attitude, and continued: "Forget it, I came to you today because I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?"

"You have reached the age of marriage now. Your father has chosen a good match for you..."

Lin Shuning interrupted him and sneered, "Which prince have you taken a fancy to now?

"Lin Cheng, sometimes you think too much. Do you really think that I will still let you control me and force me to marry a playboy like Zhou Yuan? You have been making great progress in the officialdom by relying on my reputation. Now you want to cause trouble for me?"

She glanced at him with a sarcastic smile, and the gleam in her eyes was brighter than the sunlight.

When Lin Cheng was glanced at like this, he instantly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression and submission.

He suddenly realized that there was no trace of the daughter who used to be so servile in front of him.

Although the person in front of her had the same appearance as her, he had a completely different temperament and was extremely intelligent and courageous.

In fact, it had already grown to a point beyond his control, out of his sight.

Lin Cheng clenched his fists. No, he would never allow his chess piece to get out of his control.

He pretended to be calm and argued, "What are you talking about? The Duke's family has been officials for generations, and they have a deep foundation. If you had married them, you would have been the future wife of the Duke's family. Such a good marriage is a blessing that others would never be able to obtain!"

"Blessing?"

With a hint of sneer, Lin Shuning said: "Then this blessing is for you, do you want it? You are not afraid of slipping your tongue when you say this. You should know better than anyone what kind of life Lin Rouan is living now, right?

But whatever, I'll just wait and see whether Zhou Yuan will inherit the official position as you said, and whether Lin Rouan will become the wife of the Duke's Mansion as you wish."

Lin Cheng's face was already irritated. "There's no need to talk about the past. Concubine An has been very interested in you recently. Once it's finalized, your marriage to the Third Prince will be a done deal. You'll marry him if you want to, or not! He's the prince, and I won't allow you to be as presumptuous as last time!"

He glared at Lin Shuning deeply, and the threat in his eyes was unquestionable.

Lin Shuning frowned for a moment, then relaxed.

In order to win favor from the emperor, Concubine An did not hesitate to poison Emperor Jingsheng. She was so unscrupulous that even if Emperor Jingsheng had a broad mind, he would not tolerate her for too long. He must have been secretly looking for opportunities to collect evidence and was ready to give her a fatal blow.

What's more, Emperor Jingsheng is arrogant and tolerant, cold and steady, and has the world in his mind.

If nothing unexpected happened, why would he marry his savior who was proficient in poison to the person who poisoned him, leaving himself with trouble?

This is a truth that any ordinary person can understand, but Concubine An is so confused. And Lin Cheng, I wonder if he is blinded by power, and he can't even figure out the clues.

Lin Shuning's eyes appeared the image of Jiang Chen holding a fan and smiling, his graceful figure. He sighed inwardly that the Third Prince was not as harmless as he looked, and must be a very cunning man.

But I didn't expect that I would have such a mother who doesn't use her brain and is a drag on others.

A cold light flashed in her eyes, and she said calmly: "You can let me marry him if you want, but I have one condition. As long as you agree, if the emperor grants me marriage to the third prince, I will obey. Otherwise, you know my temper."

Lin Cheng didn't expect her to give in so easily, and subconsciously asked, "What are the conditions?"

"There is one thousand taels of support money in the account listed by He. As long as you don't want this money, I will agree to it."

Lin Shuning's tone was half-smile, and there was an unfathomable look in his eyes.

Lin Cheng vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't know where the problem lay, and he felt very uncomfortable inside.

This one thousand taels is indeed not a small amount, it can even be said to be a huge sum of money.

But if he could use this money to buy an opportunity to become related to the Third Prince, it would be of real benefit to his future career. Once the Third Prince ascends the throne and becomes emperor, he would be a loyal follower of the dragon and bring honor to his family.

In the future, when people mention Lin Cheng, no one will think that he was a minister of the Ministry of Personnel from a remote village. All they will think of is his ability to judge the situation, his ability to identify people, and his achievements step by step!

"Are you serious?" Lin Cheng asked cautiously.

"Of course, but I want you to write on the account that I have paid it back, not that you don't want it anymore. Otherwise, what if you go back on your word?"

After Lin Shuning finished speaking, Lian'er understood and took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and stuffed a wolf-hair brush into Lin Cheng's hand.

Lin Cheng frowned, looking at the thin piece of paper on the table, and was hesitant to write.

He raised his eyes to look at Lin Shuning, deep lines on his forehead, and said carefully: "What if you go back on your word?"

"Don't worry," Lin Shuning said, taking the pen from his hand and unfolding a new page of paper beside him, "I'll also write a written agreement for you."

After she finished speaking, she picked up the pen and wrote a few words on the white paper in a flowing and elegant manner.

"If the emperor orders me to marry the third prince, I will respect the emperor's will and will not do anything that would bring disgrace to the Shangshu Mansion. - Lin Shuningli"

Lin Shuning ordered Lian'er to bring the red ink. After pressing his handprint, he raised his eyes and said calmly, "The Dali Temple will naturally be able to identify this handprint. Once I go back on my word, you can ask the Dali Temple to post it on the notice board in the capital, so that everyone in the capital will know what kind of person I, Lin Shuning, am. My reputation will be ruined in an instant, but it's just a matter of your thought. In this way, can it be considered sincere?"

Seeing this, Lin Cheng's heart began to stir.

After a while, he suddenly picked up his pen and wrote the words "paid" at the end of the account, and put his fingerprint on it: "Deal."

He put the document signed by Lin Shuning into his arms, stared at her with hawk-like eyes, and without staying any longer, turned around and strode away.

Lian'er carefully put away the account, looked at Lin Shuning, and said, "Miss, just don't pay back the money, why bother signing a contract with Lin? If the emperor really grants you a marriage with the third prince, then don't you have to get married?"

Lin Shuning shrugged indifferently: "Don't worry, the emperor will never grant me a marriage with the third prince. As for the money, if I don't pay it back directly, then the trouble will come to me, but if Lin Cheng admits that I have paid it back, then the trouble will come to him.

Think about it carefully. The person who lent the black money to He's family was in a hurry, but before the money reached Lin Cheng's hands, he said that he had already paid it back. Wouldn't He's family be so angry that she would die? Wouldn't she be so angry that she would die?

What's more, this account with Lin Cheng's handwriting can be of great use."

Lin Shuning smiled meaningfully: "They have been enjoying great success for quite a while thanks to my contributions. It's time for them to end their days."

Lian'er nodded, not quite understanding. She had thought that after following her elder sister for so long, she would be able to learn 70% to 80% of her intelligence and talent, but now it seems that she might not even be able to learn 50%.

She looked at Lin Shuning with admiration, and secretly made up her mind that she would also work hard and grow into someone who could help the young lady.

"Miss, what would you like to eat for lunch? I'll make it for you." Lian'er said as she rolled up her sleeves.

Lin Shuning thought about it carefully: "I want to eat mushroom chicken, braised lamb, steamed carp, smoked pork elbow and tripe..."

Lian'er: "..."

Seeing Lian'er's face becoming more and more wrinkled, Lin Shuning chuckled and pinched her cheek: "I'm just kidding, just have something casual. I love the food cooked by my Lian'er no matter what it is."

……

The wind was blowing softly, and the lazy autumn sun was shining through the bleak shadows of the trees, falling on the melting snow in patches, reflecting the high sky and soft clouds, like solidified silver waves, all bright and shining.

In the courtyard, maids and servants carried various beautifully wrapped brocades and glazed embroidered screens into the house, carefully avoiding puddles.

Wang sipped her tongue and looked at the gifts on the table with a satisfied expression, "This expensive tea is different. It tastes longer and richer than ordinary tea. Look, this tea leaf is as small as a bird's tongue."

The maidservant beside her smiled ingratiatingly: "Madam, I heard that this Queshe Tea got its name because it is as big as a bird's tongue."

"Nonsense, how could I not know that?!"

Wang glared at her with hatred and said sharply, "Have you swept the floor outside? You just want to take it easy here, why don't you go to work?!"

"Yes." The maid knew she had said the wrong thing, so she blushed, lowered her head, and walked out hurriedly.

Wang's face turned pale. What Lin Shuning said the day before seemed to still ring in her ears. She pounded the table angrily and snorted coldly.

Even if those noble ladies looked down on her, they still flattered her and gave her so many gifts one after another.

When her Rouer becomes the wife of the Duke's Mansion, she will be able to hold her head up high and won't have to rely on that little bitch.

Now it's just a matter of giving her some face so that she doesn't stand too high and lonely alone.

Just as I was thinking about it, a hurried shout suddenly came from outside the door: "Madam, Madam, something bad has happened, something terrible has happened!"