After rebirth, the Queen of Madness has gone against the will of Heaven

Yu Qingli looked at Lin Yutang, who was slumped at the foot of the table, and handed him a bag of silver. "Here, go change your clothes and prepare for the imperial examination."

Lin Yutang stared at the purse for a while, then suddenly knocked the purse out of Yu Qingli's hand with a "pop" and said stiffly, "I don't want it."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you're truly a scholar with a proud streak!" Muryan replied sarcastically, "It won't be too late to show us your pride when you actually become the top scorer."

Lin Yutang blushed, but still said stiffly, "I will definitely be the top scorer!"

"Really?" Murong Yanhui squatted down beside Lin Yutang, pulled up the corner of his shirt that was stained by wine and food, and looked at his skinny figure. "There are still seven days before the imperial examination. If you can live to see the exam, then make this wish."

Prince Yan had his own pride. After he finished speaking, he pulled Yu Qingli up and said, "Your kindness is taken for granted. Lili, you shouldn't have saved him before. He's an ungrateful person. Let's go."

Yu Qingli turned her head and glanced at Lin Yutang, but in her heart she was thinking about how to tame this unruly and pedantic scholar.

"Lili, let's go and watch the lantern riddles. There are many fun things to do." Murong Yanhui dragged Yu Qingli away. When they went downstairs, Yu Qingli looked back at Lin Yutang and suddenly said, "A real man can bend and stretch. If you can't even protect your own life, how can you be called a superior person? Brother Lin, you are obsessed."

Lin Yutang shuddered and looked up, only to be met with a pair of eyes as clear as water. Those eyes were gentle yet firm, pure as the sky yet with the wisdom of an old man, a kind of compassion that was almost like that of a saint.

When Lin Yutang came to his senses, Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli had already left the restaurant.

"Xiluo, follow that Lin Yutang secretly." Yu Qingli whispered as they got in the car, "I'm afraid he'll be in a lot of trouble later."

Xiluo took the order and left. Murong Yanhui looked at Yu Qingli with amusement. He had figured out a little about Yu Qingli's personality. She had always been indifferent to irrelevant people and things and was unwilling to spend too much time on them. Why would she be so interested in a shabby scholar?

"Lili, do you know Lin Yutang?" Murong Yanhui couldn't help but speak.

"Forget it." Yu Qingli answered vaguely. Knowing each other in the previous life also counts as knowing each other.

"Oh." Murong Yanhui felt a little depressed. Suddenly, she felt that Yu Qingli had become much more distant from her.

"What?" Yu Qingli asked back.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm just a little curious when I saw you asking Xiluo to help him." Murong Yanhui hurriedly denied it, but in his heart he was planning to go back and investigate Lin Yutang's background.

Yu Qingli looked at Murong Yanhui's absent-minded expression, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. She wanted to take advantage of Murong Yanhui's curiosity to help Lin Yutang get through this disaster. In her memory, Lin Yutang had encountered a lot of troubles before the exam.

Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli's carriage slowly drove away. At the same time, a shadow ran towards the teahouse nearby. "Boss, they're gone."

"Hmph!" The fat scholar snorted coldly. His trembling fat pulled at the wound, causing him to grimace in pain. He covered his cheek and asked, "Where's that kid?"

"Not far, just in the alley ahead. He must be too hungry to walk, so he's holding onto the wall."

"Let's go!" The fat scholar stood up, "According to the plan!"

The crowd immediately split into two teams. One team followed the fat scholar into the alley, while the other team went around to the other end of the alley.

Lin Yutang was indeed extremely hungry. His hands, which were holding onto the wall, could not help but tremble. He covered his empty stomach, but was thinking about Yu Qingli's words in his heart.

A true man can bend and stretch. He was truly pedantic. For the sake of so-called scholarly pride, he had put the cart before the horse. If he starved to death here, what was the point of all this?

Thinking of this, Lin Yutang paused, and the hand that was stroking his stomach slowly moved to his arms. The fifty coins hidden there had already been warmed by his body temperature.

His stomach protested, "Gurgle, Gurgle!" Lin Yutang looked up at the roasted corn stall outside the alley, tightly grasped the fifty cents in his arms, and suddenly laughed.

As long as the mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. These fifty cents are enough for him to survive until the imperial examination seven days later!

Lin Yutang was concentrating on staring at the roasted corn with a fragrant smell and taking out money. He didn't notice the approach of the fat scholar and others behind him. Suddenly, a black sack was covered over his head.

Copper coins rolled all over the ground, and Lin Yutang was put into a sack. Then he was kicked hard in the chest and abdomen one after another.

Lin Yutang gritted his teeth and tried his best to protect his vital parts.

The person who was beating him said nothing, and the person who was beaten also said nothing, as if they were performing a pantomime. The passers-by who occasionally saw him just shrank their necks and left quickly. Only the old man selling roasted corn at the corner of the alley was staring at this scene in a daze.

A copper coin rolled to the old woman's feet. She picked up the copper coin and looked at Lin Yutang who was gradually becoming motionless in the sack. After hesitating for a while, the old woman suddenly rushed out with her red-hot iron rod.

"Murder! Murder!" The old man was out of breath, and his voice sounded weak, even with a hint of cowardice. However, Lin Yutang in the sack silently shed two lines of hot tears.

The fat scholar vented his anger and most of it subsided. Looking at the old man staggering towards him, he smiled coldly, kicked Lin Yutang hard, and waved his hand to signal everyone to leave.

However, the fat scholar did not notice that the thin man who had just informed him that Murong Yanhui and Yu Qingli had left suddenly stretched his legs and tripped the old man intentionally or unintentionally. The fat scholar rushed straight towards the old man, and his round body pressed firmly on the old man, almost crushing all the old man's bones.

The scholar who tripped the old man helped the fat scholar up, reached out his hand to casually feel the old man's breath, then looked back at the fat scholar in horror, and made a gesture of dying with his hand.

The fat scholar's face turned pale instantly, and beads of sweat oozed from his fat forehead. For a moment, he panicked and subconsciously asked, "What should I do?"

Lin Yutang recognized the sound with just this one sound. He probably guessed what had happened and struggled in the sack, shouting, "Wang Shipan, Wang Shipan!"

The fat scholar was so frightened when Lin Yutang called his name that he could only look for help at the thin man who had tripped him.

The thin man rolled his eyes and whispered a few words into Wang Shipan's ear. Wang Shipan couldn't help but nod.

When Xiluo saw this, she had already lost interest in Wang Shipan. She found that she seemed to have never seen that thin man before, and he did not look like a scholar taking the exam. She couldn't help feeling confused, so she did not take any action for the time being.

Under the thin man's command, someone brought another sack and swiftly put the old man into it. Then he looked around slyly and whistled. A horse-drawn carriage slowly blocked the entrance of the alley, and everyone put Lin Yutang and the old man side by side in the carriage.

The thin man then turned around, patted Wang Shipan on the shoulder, and got on the carriage.

Xiluo glanced at the distraught Wang Shipan, and jumped onto the carriage. The carriage soon arrived at a secluded place on the outskirts of the city. The moat stretched eastward from here. It was afternoon, and the lantern festival was at its busiest time, so there was no one here at all.

The thin man looked at the surrounding environment with satisfaction, and threw two sacks into the moat. Perhaps he was too confident, and turned around and drove away without waiting for Lin Yutang and the others to sink.

Xiluo hesitated for a moment, jumped up and drew a mark on the carriage, then pulled both the old man and Lin Yutang out.

Xiluo had followed Murong Yanhui through life and death, and was very skilled in saving people. She quickly rescued the old man and Lin Yutang from the water that had choked them. She placed the two of them under a low wall and then went to look for Yu Qingli.

At this time, Yu Qingli and Murong Yanhui had already strolled through the long street of the Lantern Festival and returned home with a lot of things.

Murong Yanhui happily followed Yu Qingli holding the gift, feeling that this day was extremely happy. Suddenly, a familiar code sounded in her ears. Murong Yanhui's brows turned, and she immediately saw Xiluo's sign language.

He frowned slightly and turned to look at Yu Qingli, wondering whether he should tell her. Instinctively, Murong Yanhui was hostile to Lin Yutang. Who told his Lili to care so much about this man?

Murong Yanhui was lost in thought, but Yu Qingli had already noticed. She followed Murong Yanhui's gaze and smiled slightly, saying, "Xiluo is back. Let's go see what happened."

Murong Yanhui was exposed and had no choice but to follow Yu Qingli back to the carriage. Xiluo briefly explained the situation, and the three of them immediately took Lin Yutang and the old man out without saying a word.

Murong Yan often returned to the mansion, and Yu Qingli also had a lot of property, so she found a yard to settle the two people and sent someone to ask a doctor to take a look. Only then did Yu Qingli have time to call Xiluo over.

"You said that thin guy looked unfamiliar?" Yu Qingli said as she took out a pen and ink. "Tell me what he looks like."

Xiluo finished explaining everything, but Yu Qingli frowned slightly, "Are there no other features? Like moles, birthmarks, tattoos, or something?"

Xiluo slapped his forehead and said, "Miss, there seems to be a faint tattoo on that person's wrist, but it was too far away, so I couldn't see it clearly."

Yu Qingli nodded and handed over the portrait in her hand, "But is this the case?"

"Oh my God! Miss, you are so amazing. The painting is exactly the same!" Xiluo said as he handed the portrait in his hand to Murong Yanhui.

Murong Yan looked back and said in a deep voice, "This person does look unfamiliar. However, he is not completely untraceable."

"How to say?"

Murong Yanhui looked up at Yu Qingli and suddenly grinned, "Lili, it's rare that there's something you don't know. This time I want you to guess it carefully."

Yu Qingli smiled faintly upon hearing this, "It's rare that the young uncle is so enthusiastic. I'll have to trouble you to find out more about this person."

"Hey, you know how to order people around." Murong Yanhui smiled brightly, Yu Qingli smiled calmly, but Xiluo looked like two foxes.

"Okay, I'll go check this person's background for my Lili." After Murong Yanhui said this, he glanced at Lin Yutang who was still unconscious on the bed, then looked at Yu Qingli, and finally gave Xiluo a wink before slowly leaving the small courtyard.