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

When Lin Wanqing heard this, ripples appeared in her heart.

"Old Madam, Shengyuan is a lucky man with divine support. He will surely be able to turn misfortune into fortune."

When the old lady heard this, a hint of relief flashed in her eyes, and she gently patted the back of Lin Wanqing's hand.

"Wanqing, you are so considerate, it's really rare."

Lin Wanqing shook her head slightly, her eyes filled with determination: "Old Madam, you are too kind. Wanqing believes that Shengyuan will be able to overcome this difficulty."

The old lady looked at her with admiration in her eyes and nodded slightly.

At this moment, Pei'er hurried into the main hall and whispered in Lin Wanqing's ear.

Upon hearing this, Lin Wanqing raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

"Madam, I have some trivial matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first."

Upon hearing this, the old lady nodded gently, her eyes full of love: "Go, child."

Lin Wanqing bowed according to etiquette, turned around and left, with Pei'er following closely behind.

Back in the room, Lin Wanqing sat at the table with a serious expression, while Pei'er stood beside him, her face full of worry.

"Miss, what should we do? They won't allow us to rebuild the teahouse!"

Lin Wanqing did not answer immediately, but pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Pei'er, this matter is of great importance. You and I need to consider it carefully."

Her voice was low and firm, as if she had seen the fate of the mastermind behind the incident.

The night falls low, and the moonlight is like water.

Lin Wanqing sat alone in front of the window, staring at the moonlight outside in a daze.

Could it be that someone likes Lu Shengyuan and has become hostile towards him?

She shook her head and laughed at herself for having such thoughts.

Lu Shengyuan has been sick and has never had much contact with others. Who would like him?

But thinking of what the old lady said today, Lin Wanqing hesitated again.

Before Lu Shengyuan was poisoned, there must have been many women who admired him...

Lin Wanqing was thinking so hard that his brain was about to explode, but he had no clue at all.

At this time, Pei'er came in with a bowl of calming soup.

"Miss, it's late. Drink some soothing soup and get some rest. It's not too late to think about it tomorrow."

Lin Wanqing took the soup and drank it all, then pulled the quilt over her and lay down on the bed.

Perhaps the tranquilizing soup took effect. After a while, Lin Wanqing felt a little dizzy and slowly fell asleep.

Seeing that Lin Wanqing's breathing was steady and she was already fast asleep, Pei'er tiptoed out of the room and closed the door tightly.

Early the next morning, Lin Wanqing woke up from his sleep and felt a little dizzy.

She rubbed her temples and sat up.

When Pei'er heard the noise, she hurried in.

"Miss, you are awake now. Do you feel anything wrong with your body?"

Lin Wanqing shook her head gently: "Nothing, just a little dizzy."

She didn't take it to heart. She got up, washed up, and went to the old lady's courtyard to pay her respects.

Seeing that she looked unwell, the old lady asked with concern, "Wanqing, why do you look so bad? Are you feeling unwell?"

Lin Wanqing shook her head lightly and smiled faintly: "Don't worry, old lady, Wanqing just didn't sleep well last night, it's okay."

Upon hearing this, the old lady nodded slightly, but she still couldn't hide the worry in her eyes.

After paying his respects, Lin Wanqing returned to his room and sat at the table, lost in thought.

Seeing this, Pei'er couldn't help but say, "Miss, you are not feeling well. Why don't you go back to bed and rest for a while?"

Lin Wanqing shook her head slightly, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes: "It's okay, Pei'er, come with me to the teahouse."

When Pei'er heard this, a trace of worry flashed across her face, but she didn't dare to say anything more and could only follow silently.

The two came to the ruins of the teahouse. Lin Wanqing looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.

She looked around, as if searching for some clue.

Pearl followed behind her, watching her back carefully.

At this moment, Lin Wanqing's legs suddenly went weak and he fell forward.

Pei Er was shocked when she saw this and quickly stepped forward to support her: "Miss! What's wrong with you?"

Lin Wanqing shook her head and felt dizzy, as if she was about to fall down.

She held Pei'er's arm tightly, and said weakly: "Pei'er, help me go back..."

Pei'er looked at her pale face and felt extremely anxious. She quickly helped her walk back.

After returning to the mansion, Lin Wanqing remained in a coma.

After the doctor came to see her, he just said that she was weak and had been stimulated, so she needed to be well taken care of.

Pearl stayed by her bed, looking at her pale face, her heart full of self-blame.

If she hadn't given the young lady that bowl of tranquilizing soup yesterday, she wouldn't be like this today...

Thinking of this, Pearl couldn't help but burst into tears.

What she didn't know was that Lin Wanqing was in darkness at this moment.

She looked around, trying to find an exit, but saw only nothingness.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her.

The man had his back to her and her face could not be seen clearly, but Lin Wanqing felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Who are you?" she asked.

The man slowly turned around, revealing a face exactly like Lin Wanqing!

Lin Wanqing was horrified and stepped back repeatedly: "Who are you?!"

The man smiled slightly and said, "I am you."

Lin Wanqing sat up suddenly, gasping for breath.

It was just a dream...

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, looked at the familiar scenes around her, and her heart gradually calmed down.

"Miss, you're awake!" Pearl cried in surprise. "You scared me to death!"

Lin Wanqing looked at the worry and self-blame in her eyes, and felt warm in his heart. He gently patted the back of her hand and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

She knew that during the time she was in a coma, Pearl must have been very worried.

Pei'er looked at her pale face and couldn't help but said, "Miss, you are not fully recovered yet, why don't you rest for a while?"

Lin Wanqing shook her head lightly and smiled faintly: "It's okay, I'm much better now."

As she spoke, she got up, washed up, and sat at the table to have breakfast.

After breakfast, Lin Wanqing sat by the window and pondered for a moment before speaking: "Pei'er, come with me to find the old lady. I want to find Lu Shengyuan."

When Pei'er heard this, a look of surprise flashed across her face: "Miss, what do you want to do with the prince?"

Lin Wanqing smiled faintly and said without explanation: "Just follow me."

The two of them arrived at the old lady's courtyard. When the old lady saw Lin Wanqing coming, she quickly asked with concern, "Wanqing, are you feeling better?"

Lin Wanqing nodded gently and smiled: "Thank you for your concern, old lady. Wanqing is much better now."

She paused before speaking, "Old Madam, I came here today to ask you for a favor."

"Oh? What's the matter?" The old lady looked at her, her eyes full of curiosity.

Lin Wanqing took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "Wanqing wants to go to the disaster relief area to find her husband."

As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell into silence.

The old lady looked at her with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Why are you going to such a dangerous place?"

The old lady knew that the place was full of refugees, and she was afraid that no one wanted to go there now.