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

Lin Yiwan didn't stop walking, her voice carrying against the cold wind, as cold as if it had been quenched with ice: "A lamb entering a tiger's mouth? Today I'm going to brave this tiger's mouth and see if he dares to really swallow me!"

Before the gates of the imperial palace, banners fluttered and iron armor gleamed coldly.

The imperial guards at the gate were all confidants of the Dream Minister. Each of them had a fierce look in their eyes, and their swords were drawn half an inch from their sheaths. The palace maids and eunuchs passing by all held their breath and dared not make a sound even when walking.

As soon as Lin Yiwan's figure appeared at the end of the palace road, she was stopped by the Imperial Guards with a stern shout: "Who goes there? This is forbidden area of ​​the Imperial City. All unauthorized persons shall leave immediately!"

She lifted her skirt and walked step by step into the piercing gaze, her phoenix eyes slightly raised, her voice clear and melodious: "Lin Yiwan, the wife of the Marquis of Zhanyi, requests an audience with the Dream Minister!"

"Lady of the Marquis of Zhanyi?" The leading captain was taken aback at first, then sneered, his eyes full of contempt. "So you're the family member of a disgraced official? Don't you even know what time it is? Do you think you're worthy to see the Prime Minister? Get out!"

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Yiwan raised her hand, the sandalwood box in her palm gleaming coldly in the sunlight: "I have something Mengxiang wants. If you delay his important matter, can you bear the consequences?"

The captain's gaze fell on the wooden box, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

He had already received orders that Meng Xiang was searching everywhere for a list of corrupt officials, but unexpectedly, Lin Yiwan delivered it to him personally.

His expression changed several times, but he dared not delay and gritted his teeth, saying, "Wait here, I'll go and inform them!"

Before half a cup of tea had been brewed, the captain hurriedly returned, his attitude becoming more respectful: "The Prime Minister requests your presence; please come with me, Madam."

Lin Yiwan held her head high and followed the captain through the layers of palaces.

All she saw along the way were Meng Xiang's men; the imperial guards who used to protect the palace had been completely replaced. Her eyes grew even colder; Meng Xiang had already laid a trap, just waiting to close it down today.

In the imperial study, the scent of sandalwood wafts through the air.

Meng Xiang sat high on the grand chair beside the dragon throne, dressed in a python robe, his eyes full of smug satisfaction.

Upon seeing Lin Yiwan enter, he didn't even get up. He merely raised his eyelids and said with a forced smile, "Madam Zhan is quite bold. Knowing that the Marquis's mansion is already in dire straits, she still dares to venture into the palace alone."

Lin Yiwan ignored his provocation, walked straight to the center of the hall, placed the sandalwood box on the table beside her with a dull thud.

She looked up at Meng Xiang, her gaze sharp as a knife, piercing straight to the heart: "Meng Xiang, there's no need to beat around the bush. My husband Zhan Yan, my two children, and the safety of my father are all in your hands. I've come here today to make a deal with you."

"A deal?" Meng Xiang feigned surprise, stroking his beard and laughing. "Madam Zhan, tell me, what qualifications do you have to make a deal with me?"

Lin Yiwan raised her hand and tapped the wooden box with her fingertips. "Based on this list of embezzled items, Meng Xiang, you went to great lengths to intercept and kill me, wasn't it all to retrieve the evidence of your crimes?"

Meng Xiang's eyes finally changed, a sharp glint flashing in them, but quickly replaced by a sinister look: "The roster is real? Aren't you afraid that if I get my hands on the roster, I'll kill you to silence you?"

Lin Yiwan sneered and took a step forward. Her imposing aura made Meng Xiang instinctively shrink back. "You can try, Meng Xiang. You've planned everything, but you've overlooked one thing. Before I brought this roster out, I made a copy and gave it to my uncle. If I make the slightest mistake today, within three hours, the copy of the roster will be all over the capital, and all your plans will be in vain!"

"You dare threaten me?" Meng Xiang slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly, his voice rising sharply. The guards outside the hall immediately drew their swords and rushed in, surrounding Lin Yiwan.

The blade pressed against her neck, icy cold. Lin Yiwan didn't even blink, her smile growing even colder: "A threat? I'm just reminding you. If you want the register back, you have to guarantee my survival, and guarantee my husband, my children, and my father's survival!"

Meng Xiang was speechless, staring intently at her, his chest heaving violently.

He knew that Lin Yiwan was telling the truth.

The Lin family's secret guards are all loyal and courageous. If they knew that she had risked her life to obtain the roster, they would definitely fight to the death. In that case, not only would they not be able to take back the roster, but they wouldn't even be able to save their own lives.

"What? You're afraid to gamble on your dreams?" Lin Yiwan raised an eyebrow, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Didn't you pride yourself on being infallible? How come you don't even have this much guts today?"

Meng Xiang gritted his teeth, and after a long while, he waved his hand and shouted, "All of you, step back!"

The guards looked at each other, but ultimately dared not disobey, and reluctantly sheathed their swords and retreated outside the hall.

The hall fell silent again, and the scent of sandalwood became stale.

"Speak, what do you want?" Meng Xiang sat back in his chair, his tone so gloomy it could drip water.

Lin Yiwan spoke each word clearly and distinctly, "First, I must see my father immediately to check on his injuries and personally prepare and feed him his medicine; no one is to interfere. Second, the guards of Weiyang Palace must be removed, and no one is to be allowed to mistreat my children. Third, my husband must not be tortured in the dungeon, and his three meals a day must be delivered on time. If even a single piece of meat is missing, I will publish the list of those missing!"

"You dare to make demands!" Meng Xiang laughed angrily. "Lin Yiwan, do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"

Lin Yiwan looked directly into his eyes, her words firm and resolute, "You don't dare. What you want is to destroy the evidence against yourself, Meng Xiang. We are both smart people, why bother with these useless tests?"

Meng Xiang remained silent for a long time, and the sandalwood incense in the hall seemed to solidify.

Finally, he let out a heavy snort: "Fine! I agree! But remember, the people are in my hands, and the list will be mine sooner or later. If you dare to play any tricks, I will make sure your whole family suffers a terrible death!"

Lin Yiwan retorted without backing down, "Likewise, if I make even the slightest mistake, you, Meng Xiang, can expect to be infamous for eternity."

Having said that, she ignored Meng Xiang's ashen face, turned and walked out of the hall, her voice firm and resolute: "Lead the way, I'm going to see my father."

Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattice, falling on her straight back, which surprisingly exuded an air of dominance over the world.

Meng Xiang watched her retreating figure, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He never expected that Lin Yiwan would tear open the trap he had carefully laid.

That matter was supposed to be kept very secret, but she stumbled upon it by chance when she went to the Wolf Head Gang.

This forced him to take a risky move.

He squeezed his eyes shut, his face revealing an undisguised grimness.

At this moment, the eunuch leading the way trembled as he led Lin Yiwan through the silent palace path.

In the past, there were always several imperial guards guarding outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but now only two unfamiliar eunuchs remained. When they saw Lin Yiwan, they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

The palace door was ajar, and a strong smell of medicine mixed with a faint stench of blood wafted out.

Lin Yiwan's heart tightened, and the moment she pushed the door open, her feet froze on the spot.