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

But this time, the expression on his face was no longer full of anger, but full of flattery.

Seeing Lin Shuning coming back, he put down the teacup in his hand and immediately came forward to greet him: "You're back. How are you? Are you living well in the general's mansion? How are you getting along with Lord Yun Sheng?"

"Of course," Lin Shuning replied calmly, "After all, there aren't any messy things going on in the General's Mansion, and no one would casually frame someone, don't you think?"

"Lin Shuning, you're going to talk to me, your father, like this in the future, right?" Lin Cheng's patience disappeared in an instant and his tone was unfriendly. He thought that if he gave Lin Shuning a way out, she would follow suit, but he didn't expect that she had no reaction at all.

"So what?" Lin Shuning smiled brightly: "Did Lord Shangshu forget the taste of the itching medicine he took a few days ago?"

"You!" Lin Chengyu choked, his chest heaving violently with anger.

Lin Shuning pretended not to see it, glanced at him coldly, and turned away.

"Rebellious girl! You rebellious girl!" Lin Cheng pointed at her departing back with a trembling hand. His dissatisfaction with her grew deeper and deeper. He choked in his throat and almost couldn't breathe out.

"Master, calm down. Why do you have to argue with the Third Miss? I asked someone this morning to find out that the Third Miss was adopted as a godsister by Lord Yun Sheng yesterday. Moreover, when the Third Miss left the General's Mansion this morning, she already called Lord Yun sister. It seems that they have a close relationship and get along very well." The servant standing next to Lin Cheng said in a flattering tone.

Lin Cheng glanced at him and asked doubtfully, "Are you telling the truth?"

"It's absolutely true, Master. Haven't you always wanted to have a good relationship with Lord Yun? Now your goal has been achieved! Although the Third Miss is still angry with you, Master, she is your daughter after all. Outsiders will only think that the Shangshu Mansion and the General's Mansion have a very good relationship," the servant said respectfully and meaningfully, "Besides, Master, since the Third Miss and Lord Yun get along well, Lord Yun will definitely respect you."

"You do have some truth in what you said." Lin Cheng gradually calmed down, the unhappy look on his face gradually faded away, he flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly.

Never mind. Lin Shuning is still of great use to him now, so it’s understandable that he can endure it for the time being.

……

Layers of clouds gradually rose, quietly covering the sun, and casting shadows on a corridor, making the already dim and dark room even colder.

Several dim candle lights flickered and lit up, and faint footsteps were heard in the flickering light and shadow, making a dull echo in the quiet and eerie room, penetrating a long corridor that connected to nowhere, and then bouncing back at a red door in the distance, with the lingering sound shaking, long and eerie.

A cold wind blew from somewhere, dimming the light in the room suddenly, and the footsteps stopped.

One of the footsteps spoke first: "Last time I went back, I had already arranged a scapegoat, but I didn't expect the prince to be suddenly confined. What should I do now?"

"Don't worry, this has been arranged long ago, and everything is still on plan," the black-robed man opposite replied in a deep voice, "But King Rui is meticulous and may find clues in advance. We still need to respond in advance. You should arrange for a scapegoat to appear as soon as possible."

"Then do as you say. However, I think that if King Rui is not removed, he will always be a hidden danger. Although he will not live long, as long as he is still alive, he will eventually hinder the grand plan..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the chuckle of the man opposite him.

"Have you forgotten that he still has the Southern Xinjiang poison in his body?" the man said with a sinister and dangerous tone, "The poison in his body must have already approached his heart meridians. He is at the end of his strength and cannot use his internal strength. Otherwise, it will only accelerate the invasion of the poison and kill him faster."

"That means that the living King of Hell is now just a paper tiger, equivalent to a useless person?"

"nature."

"Okay!" The man's frown finally relaxed, and a look of joy appeared in his eyes: "I will prepare the killer and ambush him near the next clue. As long as King Rui finds out where he is, his death will come!"

The wind suddenly arose, carrying with it a sharp murderous aura that broke through the clouds, passed through the dense forest, and made a sharp sound like a ghost's howl.

……

At the same hour, Shangshu Mansion, Nanyuan.

A long slanted shadow appeared from the crack in the door.

Wang pushed open the door and walked in quietly. There was no light in the room and it was so dim that she could only vaguely see a blurry figure sitting in front of the dressing table.

Wang paused and whispered, "Rou'er, your father went to the Duke's Mansion yesterday to discuss your marriage with Zhou Yuan. It's already been settled. In a few days..."

"I won't marry!"

As if her most sensitive nerves were touched, Lin Rouan screamed and swept everything on the dressing table to the ground: "Zhou Yuan has so many concubines. If I marry him, I will have to face a whole backyard of beautiful women. I will become the laughing stock of the whole capital! I won't marry! Mother, please help me think of a way. My daughter won't marry, my daughter won't marry!"

Lin Rouan's eyes were bloodshot. What happened in the past few days made her exhausted and she cried until her tears ran dry. Whenever she closed her eyes, she could only think of the ridiculous night she had with Zhou Yuan.

She should have married the high and mighty prince, the man she longed for day and night, not the dandy boy of the Duke's Mansion!

All of this is Lin Shuning's fault. It was Lin Shuning who made her become like this!

She hated it and she was unwilling to accept it!

Wang's eyes were red and tears were flowing from them. She held the collapsed Lin Rouan in her arms and patted her back comfortingly: "Rou'er, don't worry. As long as you marry him, you will be Zhou Yuan's legal wife. The lives of those girls will be in your hands. With your father's support, if you want them to die, it's just a matter of a word."

"Now the whole capital knows about you and Zhou Yuan. If you don't marry Zhou Yuan, what else can you do, Rou'er? This is already the best place for you."

Lin Rouan's eyes were filled with hatred: "I won't accept this, I won't accept this, mother!"

"Mother knows," Wang said with a sinister look, "I will never let that bitch Lin Shuning marry into the royal family. As long as mother is here, she will never be able to compare to you! Don't worry, mother has already thought of a way to deal with her. This time, no matter what, she will be severely punished!"

……

At that time, Prince Rui’s Mansion.

Jiang Yu was half leaning on the bed, while Master Huagu was taking his pulse beside the bed.

“Your pulse has become much more stable in the past few days, but you must remember not to overwork yourself, and certainly not to use your internal energy. Otherwise, even if God favors you, he will not be able to save your life.” Master Huagu withdrew his hand with a serious expression.

Jiang Yu sat up and nodded absentmindedly.

Master Huagu was already used to his worried look, so he didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the medicine box and went to the kitchen to boil the medicine.

Jiang Yu's narrow black eyes sank slightly. Ever since he came back that night, Lin Shuning's figure had been lingering in his mind.

During the key times he met Lin Shuning, he could almost always hear her secretly teasing him about his figure in her heart, but on the surface she kept rejecting him. She clearly needed money but was unwilling to take it. Even Ye Mu, whom he sent to protect her, was asked to come back.

He frowned slightly. Now was a critical moment in the investigation and he couldn't die now.

The pair of bare hands that were groping around his waist and abdomen appeared in front of Jiang Yu again, and his body became inexplicably hot again, as if the lingering effect was still there.

Jiang Yu's eyes were deep. Could it be that if he wanted to detoxify, he could only rely on selling his body?

"Hey, what is Sixth Brother thinking about? He's so serious."

A proud voice suddenly came from outside the house, interrupting his thoughts.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes, and just as he looked up, he saw Jiang Che swaggering in from the door. He sat on Jiang Yu's bed without any courtesy, got close to him and took a closer look, then smiled slyly: "Let me guess, is my Sixth Brother, who is kind-hearted and intelligent, thinking about how to please the Third Miss Ning from the Shangshu Mansion?"

Jiang Yu had a blank expression and did not speak.

Jiang Che raised his eyebrows: "If you don't say anything, it means you agree. I have a way to deal with this matter."

He smiled with his teeth showing: "Now there is a popular book called "The Domineering Prince Falls in Love with Me" in the capital. It is especially popular among the noble ladies. Sixth brother, you just need to imitate the hero in the book. When you see the third lady next time, just do a wall-dong! Confine her to the corner, and then look at her affectionately..."

"With your enchantingly handsome face, if you stare into her eyes for thirty seconds," Jiang Che closed his eyes and pouted at Jiang Yu, "she will surely kiss you uncontrollably, and then..."

"roll."

Jiang Yu's face became darker and darker, and he uttered a word coldly.

Jiang Che saw that his flattery had backfired, so he quickly offered his second plan: "Sixth brother, you don't like this trick? It's okay, I have other tricks, just listen to me..."

Jiang Yu didn't say anything. His dark eyes only glanced at Jiang Che, who immediately jumped up from the bed: "Okay, okay, I'll go! Then Sixth Brother, you have a good rest. I'll come to see you another day."

With that deathly look in his eyes, he would be in trouble if he didn't leave.

Jiang Che walked out of the door dejectedly and looked back unwillingly. He heard that when his sixth brother went to the palace to visit his mother a few days ago, he was rewarded with a lot of treasures.

Jiang Che's eyes turned, and he had a new idea. He walked a few steps to Chen Zhao and asked, "Where is my sixth brother's warehouse?"

Chen Zhao looked puzzled: "What is Prince Rong doing in the storehouse?"

Jiang Che coughed twice and said in a dissembling way, "Of course, I am following the orders of my Sixth Brother to help him check the things in the warehouse to see if there is anything that can be given to the Third Miss of the Shangshu Mansion."

Having followed Jiang Yu for so long, how could Chen Zhao not know Jiang Che's character? He pointed in a direction, as if smiling, "The warehouse is over there, but Your Highness Prince Rong, don't blame me for not telling you, there are people guarding it, and they are very powerful people."

"Awesome?" Jiang Che's mind had already drifted ten miles away. He waved his hand disdainfully: "I have been learning martial arts since I was a child, and my skills are among the best among the princes. No matter how powerful he is, he is no match for me."

"...No," Jiang Che hit Chen Zhao on the head with the feather fan in his hand and snorted coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, I went to check it out on the orders of my sixth brother, so what if someone is guarding it."

After he finished speaking, he no longer cared about Chen Zhao's complicated expression and his hesitant state, and walked towards the warehouse without stopping.

Chen Zhao touched his forehead and crossed his arms across his chest, looking ready to watch a good show.

“Once I enter this warehouse, won’t all the treasures inside be mine? Sixth brother is the most favored anyway. Even if these treasures are gone, new treasures will come in. He won’t hold it against me.” Jiang Che had a money-loving expression, looking at the three-foot-high warehouse door in front of him, rubbing his hands and eager to give it a try.

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind: "What are you doing here, Your Highness? This is a restricted area of ​​the warehouse. No one is allowed to enter without the master's order."