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

The cold wind blew past both sides of the carriage. The wheels rolled over the puddles on the ground, leaving two lines of deep and shallow ruts. The pedestrians wrapped themselves tightly in their thin jackets and walked hurriedly.

Lin Shuning couldn't help but lean towards the bronze gilt incense burner that was emitting steaming hot air. The tip of her nose and cheeks, which had been slightly flushed by the cold air, finally felt a little better and were slightly hot.

Soon, the driver's voice came from outside the curtain: "Miss, we have arrived at the Dali Temple."

"I understand." Lian'er agreed, jumped off the carriage first, and helped Lin Shuning step on the footstool to land steadily.

There was a hint of snow in the wind, and the flying frost shone brightly under the sunlight. Lin Shuning squinted his eyes and looked around.

There was a solemn atmosphere at the entrance of Dali Temple. The vermilion gate was closed tightly. Two stone lions were placed on both sides, one on the left and one on the right. Each lion held a carved dragon ball in its mouth, showing its majesty.

Lin Shuning was in a dilemma. Without guards guarding the place, she couldn't get in. She was afraid that her trip today would be in vain.

She frowned and waited in the cold wind for a while, even her eyelashes were covered with a layer of light white frost.

Until her toes were numb from the cold, she let out a breath and shook her head: "Forget it, waiting like this is not a solution, let's go back first."

Lian'er's nose tip was red. Lin Shuning rubbed her arms with concern, and then they walked back one after another.

Behind me, there was a buzzing sound of the door slowly opening.

Lin Shuning looked back and saw a group of people in official uniforms walking out in twos and threes. The one walking in front was Gu Wen.

Gu Wen happened to look up and see her at this moment, and then his eyes lit up, with sparks shining brightly in his dark pupils.

He left his colleagues aside and walked a few steps to her: "Miss Lin, why are you here?"

Before she could speak, he frowned and added, "Have you been waiting here for a long time? Why do you look so bad? Be careful not to catch a cold."

As he spoke, he took off his black cloak and put it on Lin Shuning.

Lin Shuning was worried that the cloak would slip off, so he subconsciously wrapped it tightly around him and thanked him, "Thank you, Master Gu. It did take a while, but it's okay. I came here today because I have something to trouble you with."

"Miss Lin, please feel free to speak." Gu Wen looked at her deeply. The girl's beautiful face was reflected in his dark eyes that were sparkling with sparks. He seemed to be worried that such a straightforward gaze would scare her, so he lowered his long eyelashes.

He is still the polite and courteous gentleman Ruyu.

Lin Shuning didn't notice the person's mental activity at all. She took out a piece of thin paper from her sleeve and handed it to Gu Wen: "I want you to help me stamp the Dali Temple's official seal on it and then post it on the notice board."

Only clear evidence of hiring a killer can be posted on this notice board without the need for an official seal. All other complaints of injustice must be verified by officials and stamped with an official seal before they can be posted on the board.

If you post it without verification, you will be charged with disrupting public service and be detained.

Gu Wen reached out to take it, his fingertips accidentally brushing against the pair of jade-white hands, and his ears turned red enough to almost bleed.

He hurriedly lowered his head to cover up his panic and opened the thin paper. When he saw the contents clearly, his restless heart instantly calmed down.

The whole person felt like someone had a basin of cold water poured over him in winter, and he felt cold all over.

He read the words in disbelief, over and over again, until he could hardly recognize them anymore. Then he looked up at Lin Shuning with complicated eyes: "This, this is written to you by Lord Lin and Madam Lin?"

"You can't believe it, right?" Lin Shuning shrugged indifferently, "But it's true. Look below. There are Lin Cheng's handprints."

Gu Wen was not disgusted by Lin Shuning's behavior of calling Lin Cheng by his full name.

This kind of person is not worthy of being a father at all. It is unheard of that he asks for child support from his own daughter.

He looked at Lin Shuning worriedly, his tone a little distressed: "Are you okay?"

"What can I do? I'm used to it." Lin Shuning waved his hand calmly, "After you verify it, post it on the notice board. I have other things to do, so I'm leaving first."

She took off her cloak, handed it back to Gu Wen, and got on the carriage.

The girl's warmth and faint fragrance still lingered on the cloak, and Gu Wen held it against his chest, tightening his knuckles.

When the wind slightly blew up the thin paper in his other hand, he came to his senses. His dark pupils were dark and all the sparks were extinguished.

After such a thing happened, even he, an outsider, would feel heartbroken. She was just a soft-hearted woman, how could she not be sad and hurt?

He gritted his teeth, turned and walked towards the Dali Temple.

The colleagues behind him caught up with him and said, "Master Gu, we are taking a break today. Aren't you going back with us?"

"No," Gu Wen didn't even turn his head, "I still have things to do."

……

Lin Shuning came to Liufang Hall in a carriage.

Liuzi and Zhang Bo were very surprised to see her. They happily led her into the inner room and reported to her the recent income and business performance of the clinic.

Lin Shuning took out some newly developed magic medicine from the space and handed it to Uncle Zhang, saying, "In a few days, the new clinic in the slave market will be renovated. By then, Uncle Zhang, I'll trouble you to take a few trustworthy people over to take care of it. Now that things have stabilized temporarily, just let Liuzi take care of it."

"Don't worry, Manager Lin. I will definitely get this done for you," Zhang Bo stroked his beard, his smile deepening the wrinkles around his eyes. "It was right to hand this clinic over to you. In just a few months, you have already made such achievements. It is really rare."

He started out as a waiter at Liufangtang and is now over fifty years old. Over the years, there have been many shopkeepers, but Lin Shuning is the only one who has achieved what he has today.

Lin Shuning smiled faintly: "Uncle Zhang, you are joking. Without your help, how could I do it alone? This clinic is the result of our joint efforts. In the future, we will work together to make the clinic bigger and stronger!"

Her words were so passionate that the already high morale of the servants became even more enthusiastic. Liu Zi was the first to shout, "Bigger, stronger!"

Others followed suit and shouted loud slogans.

"Okay, okay, don't let anyone else hear it." Lin Shuning smiled and gestured with his hand for them to lower the volume.

Liuzi scratched his head and chuckled: "Manager Lin, we are happy too!"

"I know you are happy, but you can't let your guard down. My identity cannot be exposed for the time being, and..."