My elder sister stole my marriage? She regretted and cried after I married the general.

"General, you should make a choice." Ye Qinghuan suddenly lost his appetite and frowned.

Shen Lin was stunned: "It's still early..."

"It's getting late." Ye Qinghuan's face was tense.

Perhaps because she had just taken a shower, her face was unusually rosy.

"Shen Rong knew that the emperor had chosen the crown prince, but he still gave the seal of command to ***. This shows his attitude."

"Besides, he has already married Zhao Qingyao and is ***'s son-in-law! Many things are beyond his control."

"The general's current attitude seems to give him a chance, but in fact it is allowing him to go further and further down the wrong path."

"It's fine if he's alone. What I'm most afraid of is that he will implicate the Shen family army!"

Ye Qinghuan's last words hit Shen Lin's heart like a drum hammer. He clenched his wine glass tightly.

How could the 100,000-strong Shen family army be convicted because of one person? !

Shen Lin's chest was heaving violently, that was his blood boiling.

After a long while, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then put the glass heavily on the table: "Thank you for your reminder, Madam! I understand!"

"The general is kind."

Ye Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief.

If he hadn't made a mistake, the Shen family army wouldn't have been destroyed, and she, the mistress of the family, could have lived well.

"Cough cough..."

Halfway through the meal, Ye Qinghuan suddenly started coughing.

Shen Lin then realized that her face was getting redder and redder. He touched it and it was hot.

"Madam has a fever. Feng He, go and ask Elder Song to come!"

"Don't bother, just call a doctor. I just have a cold..." Ye Qinghuan said.

As the most powerful doctor in Shengjing, how could Mr. Song summon people at any time?

Shen Lin waved his hand, and Feng He went to invite Mr. Song.

He helped Ye Qinghuan back to the dormitory: "Lie down for a while, Mr. Song will be here soon."

"It's just a cold, it's okay." Ye Qinghuan leaned against the pillow and said softly.

"How can it be okay? A cold can be serious or minor!"

Afraid that she would be cold, Shen Lin ordered someone to bring some hot water and put it under her feet to keep her warm.

The rough big palm touched her foot and she reflexively shrank back.

Shen Lin smiled: "We have slept in the same bed before, why would you mind this?"

"General, don't talk nonsense." Ye Qinghuan's face turned red.

It was just a simple rest, and we were not really married. He made it sound so ambiguous.

"So you are afraid of itchy feet. I've made a note of that." Shen Lin smiled.

Ye Qinghuan covered his face and said, "General, you should go out and let the maids serve me."

"That won't work."

Shen Lin insisted on accompanying him in person.

Soon, Feng He and Old Song came over. They took the pulse, examined the patient, and prescribed medicine, and they worked as hard as a tiger.

He did not forget to tease: "The general has really met his favorite this time, and he treats the old man like a beast of burden."

"Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Song..." Ye Qinghuan was extremely embarrassed.

"Madam, if you have any problems in the future, please send someone to the clinic to tell me and I will come right away." Old Song smiled and said, "In the past, your stepmother from the Ye family paid a lot of money to invite me, and I only went because of Shen Lin's face."

Ye Qinghuan was in a trance for a moment: "In the Ye family..."

"It's about the poisoning before your marriage." Old Song reminded.

Ye Qinghuan smiled: "Yes, it was also Elder Song who diagnosed my pulse that time."

But it seems even farther away than in the previous life.

"My wife has severed her relationship with the Ye family. Mr. Song, you don't have to give face to the Ye family in the future." Shen Lin snorted.

Song Lao smiled: "I haven't been there for a long time."

Ye Qinghuan was given several injections by Old Song, and fell into a deep sleep after drinking the medicine.

Shen Lin sent Elder Song out and asked worriedly in a low voice, "Elder Song, is my wife's poison still stable?"

"It's quite stable. There are no signs of an outbreak for the time being." said Mr. Song.

Shen Lin was relieved: "That's good, that's good!"

"But General, why did I hear that Bai Chong is dead?"

Shen Lin's face changed drastically: "Who said that?"

"Shen Rong."