Marrying Wife and Concubine Together: After Rebirth, I Remarried the Scumbag's Father on the Sp

Lin Yiwan interrupted directly: "Nonsense, I will be loyal to the Marquis from beginning to end. Even if he really can't be cured, I will not leave him!"

Ling'er nodded hurriedly: "I believe Madam, but I really don't know where to buy this picture of a villain fighting. How about asking Zi'er to ask Master Yinghun?"

Zi'er, who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping, couldn't help but frown. Why should she go and find out?

And he still went to find Shadow Soul!

She doesn't!

I don’t know where that bastard Yingyi has gone. This kind of thing should be handled by him.

Hearing footsteps coming from inside the house, she quickly hid under the corridor with her sword in her arms.

She was really worried just now, and she thought that the lady was going to have an affair.

At this time, Ling'er walked up to her and said, "Hey, Zi'er? It's so cold standing under the eaves. Here are the warm gloves I just sewed for you!"

Zi'er glanced at the crooked stitches with disdain and said simply as always: "If you have something to say, just say it!"

Ling'er said without hesitation: "Can you go to Yinghun and ask where I can buy pictures of little people fighting?"

Although she had understood what she meant by eavesdropping just now, Zi'er still pretended not to understand: "Huh?"

Ling'er's face flushed instantly. She pointed her finger and said, "That's right, those two little guys fighting like that, on the bed!"

Zi'er frowned: "Just say the pornographic pictures are over!"

Ling'er let out a long sigh and glared at her with resentment on her face: "You already know this, but you insist on forcing me to say it!"

Zi'er said directly: "I don't know, and I have a grudge against Yinghun. He refused to tell me what Yingyi was replaced for, so I won't look for him!"

"Ah? What should we do? Madam is still waiting for news!" Ling'er's little face twisted into a ball.

Zi'er rolled her eyes and looked down to see the warm gloves in her hand.

She whispered a reminder: "You can go ask Yinghun yourself, and then give him these warm gloves as a reward!"

Ling'er shook her head like a rattle: "No way, this is pink and purple, a girl's favorite color. He's a grown man, he will definitely dislike it!"

Zi'er sneered: "Oh, he's a man who has walked back and forth between mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and he still has the right to look down on you? I'm afraid he has never worn warm gloves in his life!"

Ling'er suddenly felt sympathy: "Is he so pitiful?"

Zi'er kept encouraging: "That's why I asked you to deliver it. With his gratitude to you, he would definitely be able to deliver the villain fight map to you without my wife having to leave the house!"

Ling'er immediately thought this was a good idea. After all, it was not a good idea for the lady to go out in public to buy that kind of thing.

She nodded and then walked quickly towards the door.

Ever since Yinghun sent Lin Yiwan back to the Marquis' Mansion, he has never returned to the palace.

He was dozing off against a tree when he heard rustling footsteps coming from not far away.

He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw a little girl peeking out in the moonlight.

She called out softly, "Master Shadow Soul, Master Shadow Soul, are you there?"

Shadow Soul immediately floated down: "What's the matter?"

Even though Ling'er had prepared herself mentally, the sudden sight of him in all black clothes made her hair stand on end.

She smiled awkwardly: "You, how come you appeared so silently?"

Yinghun was speechless. He was a secret guard. If he made some noise every time he appeared, he would have died eight hundred times already.

But when he saw her uneasy eyes, he could only soften his tone and said, "Okay, I'll be more careful next time!"

Ling'er then became cheerful. She quickly presented him with the warm gloves with both hands: "This is for you!"

Shadow Soul's pupils contracted violently, and the originally calm lake of his heart suddenly turned into huge waves.

She, she actually gave herself something?

Perhaps because he had been silent for too long, Ling'er actually felt a little embarrassed.

She was so nervous that her nose was covered with sweat. "Don't you like this color? But this fabric is very soft and it's really warm when I wear it!"

Seeing that she had misunderstood, Shadow Soul quickly explained: "No, the color is very good, but as a secret guard, wearing something extra will affect the speed of drawing the sword!"

Ling'er's eyes flashed with disappointment, and she muttered softly, "But you don't have to draw your sword so often, do you? You can wear it like this when you're on guard in the mansion!"

Seeing that she was about to cry, Yinghun had no choice but to take it: "Thank you for the gift, Miss Ling'er. What can I do for you?"

Ling'er immediately narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Can you go and find me a pornographic picture?"

Yinghun was just about to say that the little girl was just a little girl, and all her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness were expressed on her little face.

But after hearing what she said, I almost fell to my knees in fear. What did she want the pornographic pictures at such a late hour?

Seeing his cold expression, Ling'er quickly explained, "Madam wants to use it to treat the Marquis. Don't think too much about it. She said that it will play a supporting role!"

It was also the first time that Yinghun heard that that thing was needed to assist in treating diseases, but the lady’s medical skills were indeed quite good.

Today in the palace, wasn't it all thanks to her that she found out that the emperor was being plotted against?

Maybe she can really cure the Marquis!

He quickly stuffed the warm gloves into his arms and said, "Okay, I'll go buy some right away. When I come back, I'll put them on the windowsill outside your room. Remember to take them in!"

"Thank you, Lord Shadow Soul!" Ling'er saluted him.

As she watched his back leave, she suddenly called out, "Master Yinghun, the fabric of these warm gloves is very strong. You won't be afraid of wear and tear when you wear them while wielding a sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was no sign of him.

She chuckled a few times and then quickly returned to the yard.

After dawn, Ling'er saw a black brocade box on the windowsill.

She quickly took it in and handed it to Lin Yiwan!

Lin Yiwan was just about to open it to take a look when she saw the old nanny beside Madam Zhan enter the courtyard. She said respectfully, "Madam, because the mansion has been a bit restless recently, the old lady specifically asked you to take Miss Duo'er to Lingyan Temple in the suburbs of Beijing to pray for peace!"

She showed a subtle mocking smile. It turned out that Zhan Duoer was not a person who would stay at ease. She was thinking of taking revenge on her so soon.

I'm afraid this trip to Lingyan Temple is just a trap.

As if worried that she would refuse, the old nanny immediately said, "Madam Lou will also accompany us. After all, we are praying for the safety of the Marquis' Mansion. As the mistress, Madam, you cannot be absent!"

Lin Yiwan teased, "I've already been labeled the mistress of the Marquisate. If I refuse, won't I be blamed? Well, isn't it just to pray for peace? I'll just go!"

After getting her approval, the old nanny hurried back to report.

After she left, Lin Yiwan instructed Zi'er, "Go to the secret guard at the gatehouse and ask if anyone went out of the old lady's yard last night."