A beautiful daughter came to the Xiangfu

Lin Qingyang looked at the scenery outside the car, the green water and green mountains, like a painting.

"The scenery outside is nice, you should come and take a look. It's so boring to just sit there."

Lin Qingyang poked the little Prince An beside him with his finger, asking him to watch the scenery with him.

"No, I've seen it all when I came here. There's nothing good to see."

Little Prince An deliberately angered Lin Qingyang.

Lin Qingyang also pretended to be angry and said sarcastically: "Yes, I was unconscious when I came here, but you still had the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery outside. I guess I am also pitiful, alas!"

Lin Qingyang's tone sounded like that of a bullied wife, which made Prince Xiao An's scalp tingle.

"Well, it's not like you haven't seen beautiful scenery before. There's nothing special about this place."

After Xiao An Wang finished speaking, Lin Qingyang looked at him, "The scenery is nothing special, but I've been reborn, so naturally everything looks different to me!"

After Lin Qingyang finished speaking, he continued to look out the car window.

As for scenery, it is true that everyone sees it differently. Different people have different moods, and the artistic conception they see is also different.

Lin Qingyang was just looking out the window casually, but suddenly he felt someone approaching from behind.

"I will watch it with you."

Lin Qingyang turned her head and saw a big face with a man grinning.

She reached out and turned the man's face away, "Don't get so close to me."

Who would have thought that instead of leaving, Prince An came even closer.

"When I came here, I didn't have the heart to enjoy the scenery. All I thought about was you. Now I enjoy the scenery with you, and from now on I will only enjoy the scenery with you."

As he spoke, Prince An put his arms around Lin Qingyang's waist and held her to his chest.

Lin Qingyang twisted her body and said, "Are you annoying? It's so hot. Let me go."

Little Prince An deliberately hugged her tighter.

"No, who said it's hot? I'm actually cold here." After saying that, he kissed Lin Qingyang on the cheek.

Lin Qingyang didn't want to talk to him anymore. This guy was so thick-skinned that he couldn't even be praised.

The journey back took another half a month, and including the round trip, it took more than two months.

During the more than one year since Lin Qingyang returned to Beijing, he spent most of his time "wandering" outside.

It was a sensation that Prince Xiao An returned to the capital with his healthy princess. There are so many talented people in the world!

After returning to Beijing, Ah Ying naturally went to the General's Mansion to report her safety, but she was worried about her own shop. However, when she was away, the shop assistants were still reliable, and Zhuang Weining would come to take care of it often, so business was good.

As soon as she returned to Beijing, Lin Qingyang heard the news that Aunt Xue's son Lin Yong had gotten into trouble.

Originally, this matter was a matter of Prime Minister Lin's family. The early death of a concubine's son was not a big deal. However, the scope of the matter was a bit wide, involving Lin Meir from the Prince's Mansion. The Lin family had only this one son. The prince was present at the time of the incident, and the child's symptoms were similar to those of Cui from the Prince's Mansion. This series of accusations were directed at Lin Meir and her daughter. Before the incident, Lin Meir had returned to the Lin family.

Originally, the poisoning was kept secret from everyone and the Xiao family was the culprit. But now that something happened to the Lin family, and it was accidental, all the problems seemed to be solved.

The Prince's Mansion was originally competing for favor. If Xiao fell out of favor, then Lin Meir would definitely be the biggest beneficiary. If the Prince had not happened to be there when Lin Yong got into trouble, then who would have known about the poisoning.

When Lin Qingyang heard the news, Lin Meir had already been imprisoned.

The Grand Tutor did not plead for Lin Meir because he had lost his son. Now that Lin Meir has not implicated the Lin family, it is already the best outcome. If she continues to plead for mercy, she might be implicated.

Lin Qingyang didn't react when she heard about Lin Meir's situation. She just felt sorry for Lin Yong, the child, who was killed at such a young age.

"I want to see Aunt Xue."

After hearing the whole story, Lin Qingyang only said this to Prince Xiao An.

Prince An raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you suspect that there is something fishy about the child's death?"

Lin Qingyang nodded.

"Will it cause trouble for the palace?"

Lin Qingyang suddenly thought of something and turned to ask the people around him.

"It's really not a good idea to get too close to the Lin family now, but you are a member of the Lin family, so we can go back in a couple of days."

In the end, the scope of involvement was too large. The fact that the Lin family was not punished did not mean that the emperor had no thoughts. Such a disaster would only occur if the family was not managed strictly. Even though Prime Minister Lin and the Grand Tutor were in high positions and had great power, it was a great treason for a daughter to kill her son. If it was confirmed that the prince's favorite concubine was poisoned, then all nine generations of the family might be executed.

Prime Minister Lin and the Grand Tutor have been on leave and staying at home. Lin Qingyang has just returned to Beijing, so there is nothing wrong with going back home to visit his family. If he doesn't go back, he will be accused of being cold-blooded.

However, there was a pair of relatives of Aunt Xue living in the palace. When Lin Qingyang returned to the Lin Mansion, he brought Xue's cousin with him. After all, the people around Xue might not be close friends, and she needed comfort after her son passed away.

Before returning to the Lin Mansion, Lin Qingyang gave a lot of instructions, fearing that the girl was too young to speak, so he asked her to comfort Xue.

After the court session, Prince An accompanied Lin Qingyang back to the Lin Mansion. Such a short time had passed, but it felt like a lifetime ago.

When they arrived at the Lin Mansion, the servants first went to inform the master. It was obvious that not many people had come to the mansion in the past few days.

Prince An took Lin Qingyang's hand and slowly walked into the lobby.

Prime Minister Lin and the Grand Tutor looked relatively healthy, though they were a little thin, but otherwise there was nothing wrong with them.

Since he was going home, Lin Qingyang naturally wanted to comfort his grandfather and uncle and listen to their "complaints" and "grievances". After sitting for a while and chatting for a while, Lin Qingyang said he wanted to go to Xue's place and left.

In front, Prince Xiao An was chatting with the two men, and Lin Qingyang went to the backyard.

The yard was much quieter than when he was here. Without Lin Meir, the yard seemed half empty.

Now that Chen was under house arrest, her fate could only depend on Lin Meir's. The Lin Mansion, which was not populated to begin with, had an even more eerie feeling during the day.

When they arrived at the backyard, what they saw was Xue's pale face without any makeup, with swollen eye circles and red eyes. One could imagine how many times she had cried. Now she was no longer crying, but just sitting there blankly, without a trace of life.

Lin Qingyang signaled to the people around her, and the girl knelt in front of Xue and spoke to her.

"Cousin, why are you so thin? Why do you have to ruin yourself? We are still young."

Xue looked at the woman in front of him with a sad expression, but without a single tear.

She reached out and hugged the woman kneeling in front of her, opened her mouth, her throat seemed to be hoarse from crying, and she made a sound with difficulty. Lin Qingyang could barely hear that she was calling for her dead son.

"Yong'er... Yong'er."

Lin Qingyang couldn't help feeling sad when she saw Xue's expression. But for a moment, she seemed to see a hint of cruelty in Xue's eyes, which flashed by.

Yes, who wouldn’t feel hatred when their son dies?

"Auntie, how did Yong'er die?"

When Xue heard Lin Qingyang's question, her eyes suddenly changed and were full of hatred.

Lin Qingyang continued, "Aunt Xue, I don't think Yong'er's case is that simple. Tell me what happened. I will help Yong'er get revenge!"