The bad husband wanted to bring his second wife into the house, so I turned around and became his st

After he finished speaking, his eyes moved, as if with deep meaning.

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and did not comment.

He just gently held Su Qiaoer's hand to comfort her.

Lin Wanqing seemed to sense something and looked over here.

She gently put down the medicine basket and slowly walked towards Su Qiaoer and Lu Ming.

"Mrs. Su is wrong. Regarding returning to one's parents' home, everyone has their own destiny. There is no need to force it. But it is you, Mrs. Su, who is being rude."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Su Qiaoer's face changed slightly, and she was about to refute, but Lu Shengyuan took the lead and interrupted them.

"Madam, you have a point. When it comes to returning to your parents' home, the most important thing is the thought, not the form."

Lu Shengyuan appeared at the right time, his tone calm but with an authority that could not be ignored.

He walked forward slowly, his eyes moving between Su Qiaoer and Lin Wanqing, finally landing on Su Qiaoer.

"Qiao'er, today you and Lu Ming are returning home. This is a happy occasion. Don't let trivial matters disturb your mood."

Su Qiao'er felt unwilling when she heard this, but she also knew that what Lu Shengyuan said made sense.

So he put away his dissatisfaction and bowed slightly to Lin Wanqing as a gesture of goodwill.

"Madam is reminding me that I am too calculating."

Lin Wanqing smiled calmly and returned the greeting.

Then his eyes fell gently on Lu Shengyuan, as if he had something to say, but he remained silent in the end.

Seeing this, Lu Shengyuan felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart, but it disappeared in a flash.

He turned to Lu Ming and said, "Ming'er, since we're going back home today, please take good care of Qiao'er and don't be rude."

Lu Ming respectfully agreed and left with Su Qiaoer.

Lin Wanqing looked at the two people's receding backs, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Lu Shengyuan's voice interrupted her thoughts.

She came back to her senses and shook her head gently: "Nothing, just remembered some past events."

Lu Shengyuan frowned slightly when he heard this, but did not ask any further questions.

Pei'er was extremely anxious and gently tugged at her brother-in-law's sleeve.

"Sir, you know that Madam has been so busy preparing new medicine for you that she forgot that today is the day you return home. No one in the mansion has made any preparations yet. I'm afraid you'll be laughed at."

Her brows were filled with worry, fearing that this matter would damage Lin Wanqing's reputation.

Lin Wanqing felt mixed emotions when he heard this.

She bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes wandering between Pearl and her uncle, looking a little at a loss.

She wanted to explain, but her words felt too pale, and in the end she could only sigh.

I stood aside silently, thinking in my heart how to resolve this sudden embarrassment.

Lin Wanqing opened her red lips slightly and spoke gently, "It's okay, my husband, don't worry. If it's really inconvenient, I can take some of the treasures from my dowry as a return gift, just as a token of my appreciation."

There was a hint of helplessness in her eyes, yet she remained calm.

Upon hearing this, Lu Shengyuan frowned.

"That's wrong. How can our Prince's Mansion be so shabby? The matter of returning to the bride's family is related to the reputation of both families. How can I let you bear it alone? I will take care of this matter myself. You just need to prepare with peace of mind."

After he finished speaking, he turned and looked into the distance, a hint of deep thought flashing in his eyes.

It seemed as if he was thinking about how to make up for this sudden omission so that the return ceremony would be both decent and show his appreciation for Lin Wanqing.

Lin Wanqing felt warm at heart when she heard this. She knew that Lu Shengyuan would keep his word, so she said no more and just nodded in agreement.

"In that case, I will follow my husband's arrangements."

Lu Shengyuan turned and looked at her, his deep eyes seemed to be shining with water.

"I've wronged you."

He spoke softly, full of apology and doting.

Lin Wanqing shook her head slightly, a faint smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

"As long as my husband is here, I won't feel wronged."

Lu Shengyuan felt warm in his heart when he heard this.

Then he turned around and ordered, "Come here, prepare a generous gift and follow me to the Lin Mansion to return home."

The servant responded and left, and Lin Wanqing and Lu Shengyuan went to the Lin Mansion hand in hand.

Inside the Lin Mansion, the early morning light could not hide a hint of anxiety.

Mrs. Lin paced in the hall, looking out the door from time to time, her heart filled with worry.

My daughter Wanqing was supposed to come home today, but she hasn't shown up yet.

"How could this child be so ignorant?"

Mrs. Lin sighed softly, her brows full of worry.

In the streets and alleys, gossip rises with the wind.

Passerby A shook his head and said, "I heard that Lin Wanqing married a sickly prince. I'm afraid she's too weak to even attend to something as important as returning home."

As soon as these words were spoken, many people echoed them and sighed, with a bit of sympathy and regret mixed in their discussions.

Rumors were like catkins in spring, floating in the alleys of the capital city without anyone noticing.

Someone whispered, a hint of bitterness in their voice, "I heard that Lin Wanqing had a deep love for Lu Sheng, but their relationship was too far apart, so she ultimately had to give herself to Lu Sheng's father, Prince Lu Shengyuan."

"This prince is frail and in his twilight years. I'm afraid he won't be able to enjoy long-term happiness."

After these words were spoken, there was silence for a moment, followed by more detailed discussions.

Some people shook their heads, their eyes full of regret for Lin Wanqing; others sighed softly, lamenting the cruelty of fate.

Just as everyone was discussing this, there was a sudden commotion outside the Lin Mansion.

"The Prince and Princess have arrived!"

Following the servant's loud announcement, the discussion came to an abrupt end.

Everyone looked sideways and saw Lu Shengyuan and Lin Wanqing coming hand in hand.

Although Lu Shengyuan looked pale, he was still graceful; Lin Wanqing was as gentle as before, with tranquility and tenacity in his eyes.

The appearance of the two instantly broke the tranquility of the alley.

Mrs. Lin rushed over after hearing the news, and when she saw her daughter and son-in-law returning hand in hand, her worries instantly disappeared.

She walked quickly forward and held Lin Wanqing's hand, her eyes full of concern and relief.

"Wanqing, you are finally back."

Lin Wanqing nodded gently, a soothing smile on her lips.

"Mom, we're back. Sorry to have worried you."

Lu Shengyuan also took a step forward and bowed slightly to Mrs. Lin as a greeting.

"Mother-in-law, I'm late, I hope you can forgive me."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lin quickly waved her hands.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."

Her eyes moved between the two of them, finally settling on Lu Shengyuan.

Although I knew he was weak, I still felt a surge of regret when I saw it with my own eyes.

Such a graceful man, but...

Mrs. Lin sighed secretly but did not show it at all.

She turned around and ordered the servants to prepare a banquet to welcome the two of them.

Upon hearing this, Lin Wanqing frowned slightly and was about to explain.

But then a gorgeously dressed woman came walking towards him. It was Lin Wanqing's cousin, Lin Wanru.

A malicious smile played on the corner of her mouth, and she deliberately raised her voice: "Alas, sister, why are you so simple when you return home? The gift is so meager that I am afraid people will laugh at my Lin family for marrying off their daughter in such a shabby way."

Lin Wanqing's heart tightened and he was about to retort.

Lu Shengyuan gently held her hand and said softly, "Cousin Wanru, you are wrong. A small gift is worth a lot of sentiment. Besides, my love for Wanqing is as strong as gold. How can it be measured by external things?"

He looked directly at Lin Wanru with a burning gaze, and the implication of his words was self-evident.