The reborn girl always wants to escape, but the abstinent marquis hugs her and coaxes her!

Chapter 270 Let’s Show Ourselves

Lin Jiaoyue stayed in the palace for a full five days until the wound was completely cleaned and there was no inflammation. Only then was she carried onto a carriage and returned home.

Mrs. Lin stayed by her daughter's side, and her heart ached as she watched her drowsy daughter.

During these five days, she hardly slept a wink because the wound was too deep. Every time she cleaned and applied medicine, her daughter's screams would echo throughout the Imperial Hospital. Mrs. Lin wished she could take her place.

Liao Changshi from the Imperial Hospital had come to Zhuxiang Yayuan once during this period. Xu Rongrong politely invited him in. After listening to Liao Changshi's account of Lin Jiaoyue's tragic condition, she exclaimed, "Miss Lin is so injured, and even the Imperial Hospital can't do anything?"

Liao Changshi blushed, "It's our own incompetence that has brought us here today, hoping to ask the County Lady for help... The County Lady was able to save the Marquis from his predicament at the Hunting Palace. Do you have any good medicine to heal Miss Lin's scars?"

Xu Rongrong laughed and said, "How could I know anything about medicine? I just stumbled upon it by accident at the Hunting Palace last year. Besides, the Sanguisorba officinalis grass I got at the Hunting Palace has already been given to the Imperial Hospital. I'm afraid Liao Changshi will be disappointed."

This sentence left Liao Changshi speechless.

However, Miss Lin was injured so badly, and the Imperial Hospital kept emphasizing that Princess Ping'an must have medicine. In addition, the Empress Dowager had inquired about this matter many times. If she went back empty-handed this time, it would be difficult to explain.

Seeing his embarrassment, Xu Rongrong smiled and asked Wen Yao to take out a wooden box and hand it to Liao Changshi: "Master Changshi, give this box to Miss Lin, and she will not embarrass you anymore."

Seeing that she was so confident, Liao Changshi hurriedly left with many thanks.

Back at the Imperial Hospital, Lin Jiaoyue was sweating profusely from the pain, her eyes bloodshot: "Open it quickly! Give me the medicine!" Immediately a young imperial physician stepped forward to open the wooden box, but after seeing what was inside, everyone looked at each other in silence.

"What's wrong?" Lin Jiaoyue asked.

The imperial physician took out something similar to a silver needle from the wooden box. The tail of the needle was very thick and had traces of impact, while the tip of the needle was black and brown, and it was obvious that it was covered with poisonous blood.

"County Lady...what do you mean?" The imperial physician looked at Liao Changshi in confusion, and the latter was also confused.

Only Lin Jiaoyue saw it, and her hands couldn't stop shaking.

She recognized the poison needle...it was the same kind she used to attack Xu Rongrong's mount.

It was designed by her brother himself.

Xu Rongrong... knows everything! She knows everything!

The imperial doctors were discussing the usefulness of the poison needle enthusiastically, and then they heard Lin Jiaoyue's suppressed whisper: "Forget it, let's just leave it at that! Just throw that thing away!" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that this troublesome eldest daughter of the Lin family finally stopped insisting on asking Princess Ping'an for medicine.

Only Mrs. Lin stared at her daughter in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

Just like that, five days later, Lin Jiaoyue, wrapped in a veil, was carried onto the carriage of the Lin Mansion.

Mrs. Lin stood by her side without saying a word.

As the carriage returned to the mansion, it passed by the gate of Zhuxiang Yayuan. Luo Shu happened to be returning from outside. He watched the carriage speed away and trotted back to the courtyard. "That Miss Lin must have suffered a lot this time. Even through the thick curtains, I could smell the strong smell of medicine."

"Serves you right!" she gloated.

The weather was about to warm up, and Wen Yao was busy dividing the threads as she prepared to make her young lady's clothes. She didn't even look up when she heard Luo Shu finish. "She... had previously persuaded the Fourth Prince and the head of the Imperial Hospital to come to us for medicine. Now that she's gone, I wonder if she'll bother our young lady again?" Xu Rongrong glanced at her, put down the account book in her hand, and said, "Don't worry, she won't dare come."

"Why are you so confident, Miss?" Luo Shu asked.

"I returned the poison needle she used to attack my mount. She knew that the plot had failed, and she was afraid that I would regard her as an enemy and take the opportunity to poison her to death. How could she dare to come and ask for medicine?" Xu Rongrong smiled brightly.

"So, the poison needle was in the wooden box that the young lady gave to Liao Changshi that day?" Wen Yao asked in surprise.

Xu Rongrong nodded.

Lin Jiaoyue has no chance of turning things around right now, so let’s be frank!

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In the backyard of the Lin Mansion, Mrs. Lin ordered the servants to carry Lin Jiaoyue back to her room.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked softly, "Where is the master?" Today was a day off, and Lin Zhihen was not on duty, but she and her daughter had been back home for so long, but they still hadn't seen him.

The nanny quickly replied, "The master went out early this morning, saying he was on official business..."

Mrs. Lin laughed at herself, tears welling up in her eyes again: "For the prosperity and wealth of the Lin family, he really has devoted all his energy to it..."

After that, she continued to ask, "Is Brother Ce here?"

"To answer Madam, the eldest son is in his own courtyard."

"I'll go see him." Mrs. Lin said, then stood up and walked towards her eldest son's yard.

Lin Yunce was struggling to move his wheelchair when he looked up and saw his mother walk in. He hurriedly asked, "Jiaojiao...how is she?"

Mrs. Lin looked at her only son and sighed, "His life is safe, that's all."

"My son, send someone to southern Xinjiang! To find the best scar removal medicine!" This was the only thing he could think of after his father rejected his proposal to cancel the engagement for his sister six days ago.

"Ce'er, you are really willing to do anything for your sister." Mrs. Lin murmured.

"Of course. Jiaojiao is my only biological sister, so naturally I have to protect her."

"Is it okay to kill someone to protect her?" Mrs. Lin looked deeply at her only son.

"Mother...what are you talking about?" Lin Yunce looked away, feeling somewhat guilty. "My son is an official of the imperial court. How could he...how could he kill someone?"

Mrs. Lin had tears in her eyes, but she wore a sad smile on her face: "Brother Ce, do you know that you are not good at lying?"

"Last year, while praying at Shaohua Temple, Marquis Weiyuan went to look for Sister Jiao, but she was with the Fourth Prince. You had to protect her without lying, so you banged your head on a rock, leaving your face covered in blood. Marquis Weiyuan was so panicked he was busy treating your injuries that he didn't see Sister Jiao or the Fourth Prince." Madam Lin said, raising her hand to touch the scar on Lin Yunce's forehead. "As a result, that scar will follow you for the rest of your life."

Lin Yunce felt heartbroken and lowered his head: "Mother, it was my son who made the mistake."

The tears in Mrs. Lin's eyes fell and hit Lin Yunce on the head.

After a while, she asked, "Where is your Splendid Wrist Crossbow?"

Lin Yunce was shocked and hurriedly urged the wheelchair to move backwards: "Mother... what are you talking about?"

"The embroidered wrist crossbow you designed and made yourself, the one you used to shoot birds with Jiao Jie'er in the backyard, the one that can shoot silver needles! Where is it? Take it out and show it to me!" Madam Lin's voice became louder and louder. "Take it out!"