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"We controlled her family. Her mother brought her to His Majesty and she pointed out the second son of the Duke of Wanguo's Mansion. She said that he seduced her to rebel in order to vent his anger on his sister and disrupt our wedding."

"So how did your majesty deal with it?"

"His Majesty was very angry and beat the maid to death with a stick. He then ordered that Master Wan Er be dismissed from his post and that he would not be allowed to serve as an official in the court in the future."

Lin Jiuer always felt that this punishment was too light, but she didn't need to worry about such things.

She knew that Rong Qingchen was already planning how to deal with the Duke Wanguo's Mansion.

"By the way, my dear, the words tattooed on Wan Menglin's body, weren't they done by you?"

Rong Qingchen looked at her with amusement: "How could a husband do such a thing? He dirtyed his hands for nothing. I arranged for my men to do it. Wan Menglin, who was informed of the Shadow Sect, has been dealt with by the Duke Wanguo's Mansion."

Lin Jiuer would never sympathize with that kind of woman. Instead, she admired Rong Qingchen's methods.

The next day was the day when Lin Jiuer would return home after three days, and Rong Qingchen insisted on getting a large cart of gifts.

The two returned to the Lin Mansion together.

After arriving at the Lin residence, Yao was very pleased to see the loving appearance of the two.

Fortunately, my daughter was brave and took the initiative to cancel the engagement with Xiao Zijie, otherwise there would not have been such a good marriage.

The family had a happy meal together, and then the couple chatted with Yao and left.

On the way, Rong Qingchen suddenly remembered something and asked, "Jiu'er, I seemed to have seen my uncle at the Lin Mansion on the day of our wedding."

Lin Jiuer was stunned. Isn’t Rong Qingchen’s uncle the eldest princess and the emperor’s younger brother?

How come she didn’t know what royal relatives the Lin family had invited?

"Who is your uncle? How come I don't know him?"

"His name is Situ An, and he is your Majesty's youngest brother, the current Prince An."

Lin Jiuer still had no impression: "Prince An? My family doesn't seem to know any prince, Situ An?"

Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind: "Could your uncle be Uncle An?"

Rong Qingchen didn't know how they called him uncle in private.

"My uncle never participated in government affairs. He used to like traveling around. In recent years, he seems to have been in Beijing, but I rarely see him."

When Lin Jiuer heard this, she knew that it must be Uncle An. No wonder she always felt that he was not like a businessman and had such a noble temperament.

Her mother once said that he came from a good family, but she never thought it was this good?

No wonder Yao had always refused to be with him. Her mother was a merchant and a widow, so it was indeed a bit unworthy for him.

But what if Uncle An is willing?

Lin Jiuer leaned in Rong Qingchen's arms and said, "Uncle An has a good relationship with my parents. After my father passed away, it was thanks to him that he has been taking care of our Lin family. Do you think he likes my mother?"

Rong Qingchen thought hard, but he was still unsure of what his uncle was thinking.

"A few years ago, His Majesty wanted to arrange a marriage for him with a lady from a wealthy family, but he refused. I don't know if he has feelings for my mother-in-law."

Lin Jiuer was a little conflicted, but thinking that for the sake of her mother's happy life, she had to help.

"Husband, can you take me to see Uncle An?"

Rong Qingchen happened to have nothing to do today so he took Lin Jiuer to Prince An's Mansion.

After the doorman informed them, the two were invited in.

The palace is very large; after all, it is a residence built for a prince. However, there are very few servants inside, so it is a bit deserted.

In the flower hall, Situ An met Rong Qingchen and his wife.

"Uncle, Jiuer came to see you today for something, so I brought her here. I hope I didn't disturb you."

Situ An smiled faintly: "Of course not, I'm too late to welcome you, Jiuer, what do you want to see me for?"

Lin Jiuer glanced at Rong Qingchen and said, "My dear husband, please go out for a walk first. I want to talk to Uncle An alone."

Rong Qingchen was helpless. What words could he not listen to? But he still walked out obediently.

Lin Jiuer didn't want to beat around the bush and asked directly, "Uncle An, you haven't gotten married yet. Is it because you haven't met a woman you like or is there some special reason why you can't get married?"

Situ An didn't expect Lin Jiuer to ask him this right away. After being stunned for a moment, he smiled.

"Why would Jiuer ask me this?"

"I actually want to ask Uncle An if he likes my mother?"

Situ An did not avoid the question and looked at Lin Jiuer with a serious expression: "Yes, I do like Ah Hua, so do you object to us being together?"

"That's great. How could I object? Now that I'm married, I can't bear to leave my mother behind. If you like her, why can't you marry her?"

Situ And looked at Lin Jiuer steadily. In this era, children rarely take the initiative to let their mother remarry.

Lin Jiuer said it so openly.

Feeling that the atmosphere was a little off, Lin Jiuer restrained herself a little and asked weakly, "Am I too abrupt?"

Situ An quickly denied: "No, I just didn't expect you would approve of me being with your mother."

"Uncle An, I actually didn't expect you to be so noble. My mother probably felt that she was not worthy of you, so she was unwilling to agree to be with you.

But I actually asked her once, and I think she likes you in her heart."

When Situ An heard this, his eyes lit up: "Really? I once confessed to her, but she rejected me. Later, I could only treat her as a friend and partner and stay with her."

"Uncle An, if you still like her in your heart, please take the initiative. I will support you. Now that she has no worries, maybe you will succeed?"

Situ An seemed to be encouraged and nodded: "You are right, as a man, I should take the initiative."

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Lin Jiuer smiled and said, "Then it's a deal! You take the initiative and I'll back you up."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and made a high-five gesture. Situ An was infected by her emotions, and for some unknown reason, he actually clapped his hands with Lin Jiuer.

After the matter was settled, Lin Jiuer took Rong Qingchen and said goodbye.

Situ An didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This little girl came to him specially to tell him this?

Rong Qingchen sat in the carriage and grumbled in dissatisfaction: "Jiu'er has ignored me and doesn't even let me listen to her. I'm so sad."

Lin Jiuer held up his handsome face with amusement and gave him a light kiss on the lips.

"Okay, I'll make amends to you, is that okay?"

A faint fragrance lingered at the tip of his nose, and Rong Qingchen's eyes darkened.

He pulled Lin Jiuer into his arms and kissed her hard.

Now Rong Qingchen can be said to have mastered the kissing technique proficiently. In just a few breaths, Lin Jiuer could no longer resist and collapsed in his arms.

Rong Qingchen's big hands also started to become dishonest, wandering around Lin Jiuer's body through her clothes.

Lin Jiuer quickly held down his hand: "My husband, please don't, we are still in the carriage."

Rong Qingchen had already been aroused and was not willing to agree.

"It's okay, Jiuer, no one will know." As he said this, he ordered the coachman to drive around the outskirts of Shangjing City.

Lin Jiuer was speechless. Did he want to have sex in the car?

Although it was a bit exciting, she was still embarrassed. This carriage was not soundproof. What if someone outside heard it?

Before she could refuse, Rong Qingchen had already grabbed her waist and held her up, making her sit astride his lap.

Lin Jiuer was startled, and then her lips were blocked and she couldn't make any sound.

Rong Qingchen skillfully helped her take off her dress, and the temperature in the car gradually rose.

The wheels kept turning and moving, and after an unknown amount of time, the carriage finally stopped.

"Sir, we have arrived at the Marquis' Mansion."

I have to say that the coachman also managed his time very well. Rong Qingchen tidied himself, helped Lin Jiuer put on her clothes, and then carried her out of the carriage.

Lin Jiuer felt like she had spent a century in the carriage, and was sent back to their bridal chamber by Rong Qingchen, feeling powerless.

At this time, A Yu was knocking on the door. Rong Qingchen asked Lin Jiuer to rest first and followed A Yu to the study.

"Sir, recently the people of Shadow Gate have discovered that some suspicious people often appear near our mansion."

Rong Qingchen's face darkened and he thought for a moment. He didn't know who it could be, but he was sure that he was not a good person.

"Let the Shadow Sect find out for me who dares to spy on our Jingyuan Marquis Mansion!"