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

Sang Qiutang blushed immediately: "No way, don't talk nonsense, I embroidered this for my father!"

Lin Yiwan exposed her without hesitation: "This cyan is my uncle's exclusive color. Besides, the crimson pattern exudes vitality and youth. How could your father wear it?"

Sang Qiutang stuffed his cloak into the quilt and complained angrily, "Wanwan, you're just making fun of me!"

Lin Yiwan laughed: "I'm not teasing you at all. Isn't it better to admit openly that you embroidered it for my uncle?"

Sang Qiutang nodded: "Okay, okay, I embroidered it for him. I was worried he'd be cold. I think this answer will satisfy you."

She spoke without hesitation: "Satisfied, my uncle now has someone who loves him, I'm very happy!"

Sang Qiutang ordered someone to serve her tea, then said, "Wanwan, whether your uncle's leg can be cured or not, I will marry him!"

Lin Yiwan held her hand tightly: "Qiu Tang, don't worry, since I promised you and grandma, I will never let you down!"

Sang Qiutang's eyes were red, and she said worriedly, "Wanwan, I'm afraid you'll be in trouble. After all, none of the imperial doctors in the capital can find the antidote, so how can you get it?"

Lin Yiwan thought to herself that the Poison King had already arrived in Beijing and the antidote would be available soon.

However, she didn't want Sang Qiutang to get her hopes up first. If she couldn't get it this time, it would make her sad.

So, give her a surprise!

She replied calmly: "I have my own way, you don't have to worry, just prepare the dowry!"

Hearing her words, Sang Qiutang's tears were forced back in an instant.

She couldn't help but say, "Why should I prepare anything? My grandmother started hanging out the dowry boxes yesterday. There are over a hundred of them. It's really scary!"

Lin Yiwan laughed: "It's enough to prove that grandma loves you. I want it, but I haven't got it yet!"

When Sang Qiutang heard her say this, he remembered all the bad things that happened in the Marquis' Mansion.

She couldn't help but ask, "Is the old lady really not the Marquis's biological mother? Your Marquis has been held captive by her for so many years. How pitiful!"

Lin Yiwan lowered her head and blew the tea leaves in the bowl and said, "It's better to know it earlier than later. He is a man of ideas and can cut losses in time. Otherwise, if he is tied up forever, my life in the Marquis' Mansion will be difficult!"

Sang Qiutang nodded hurriedly: "That's right, that old woman is so mean, she still wants to be the head of the family and wants to use filial piety to suppress you, she really has no shame!"

She paused, then continued, "Do you still remember Sheng Baozhu and Cao Aiwen who embarrassed themselves upstairs that day? Ever since they became notorious, their marriage has been hindered, and now both families are eager to make them redeem themselves!"

Lin Yiwan immediately became interested: "How can we avenge our previous shame?"

Sang Qiutang said, "The Li Kingdom delegation is coming to Beijing, and they want to perform their talents on behalf of our Sheng Dynasty!"

As a noble lady in the capital, Lin Yiwan also knew that these aristocratic families attached great importance to such grand banquets.

If his daughter performed well at the banquet, she would not only receive generous rewards from the emperor, but would also bring honor to the family.

If she is chosen by other noble families and married to become the mistress of the household, that would be icing on the cake.

So those noble ladies from aristocratic families would do their best to show up at the banquet.

Lin Yiwan is looking forward to the performance of the two, wondering if they will still be notorious.

After talking a few more words, Lin Yiwan was about to stand up and say goodbye.

However, as soon as she stood up, the handkerchief hidden in her sleeve suddenly fell out.

Sang Qiutang subconsciously helped her pick it up, but after seeing the pattern on it, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh, how come you also have a handkerchief like this?"

Lin Yiwan's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly looked up and glared at her: "Qiu Tang, who else has the same handkerchief?"

Sang Qiutang was frightened by her eyes and almost subconsciously shrank his shoulders back.

Lin Yiwan reacted quickly, her expression softening as she said, "To be honest, this is a very important keepsake. I must find the owner of this handkerchief!"

Sang Qiutang nodded hurriedly: "My grandmother has it, you can go ask her!"

The two men came to Madam Sang's yard and asked directly.

Madam Sang examined the handkerchief for a long time, frowning as she said, "This handkerchief was given to her by the Empress Dowager some time ago. It's said to be a tribute from the Kingdom of Li. Where did you get it, Wanwan?"

Lin Yiwan anxiously asked, "Did the Empress Dowager only give it to you, or did she give it to all the old ladies of the aristocratic families?"

Madam Sang quickly replied, "One was given to me, and the old lady from the Fang family also got one. As for whether other families have them, I really don't know!"

Lin Yiwan was a little disappointed. It was indeed difficult to investigate based solely on the handkerchief as a clue.

But then Madam Sang said, "Wanwan, come here and take a look. These two handkerchiefs may look the same, but there are differences. This one has some wavy patterns, and it's said that it's exclusive to the royal family of Li Kingdom!"

Lin Yiwan's heart suddenly rose to her throat. It was actually exclusive to the royal family?

Could it be that the Marquis’ biological mother has any connection with the royal family of Li Kingdom?

Otherwise, why would someone from the royal family be the first to redeem the crescent jade pendant?

She could no longer sit still, so she hurriedly said goodbye to Madam Sang and immediately returned to the Marquis' Mansion.

Just as the carriage was about to reach the street, a young child suddenly rushed towards them.

She seemed to be frightened and cried out in a hoarse voice: "Mother!"

Zi'er immediately pulled the reins of the horse, and Lin Yiwan quickly jumped out and hugged the child tightly in her arms.

In a flash, she saw a strange smile suddenly appear on the corner of the child's lips.

As soon as she opened her mouth, a sharp silver needle shot towards her throat.

Lin Yiwan subconsciously pushed her away and dodged the attack by turning her head neatly.

"Bang!" The child fell to the side and let out a shrill scream.

At this moment, a woman with a look of anxiety on her face ran over. She picked up the crying child and angrily accused him, "You are so arrogant! Not only did you ride your horse and hit people in the street, but you even dared to push my child down! You vicious woman, I will sue you!"

Lin Yiwan's pretty face turned cold, and the coldness in her eyes was extremely terrifying.

Zi'er had already taken control of the carriage. She quickly walked over to Lin Yiwan and asked, "Madam, are you okay?"

She shook her head: "I'm fine, but that child wanted to kill me. She spat silver needles at me, and I subconsciously pushed her away in order to dodge!"

The woman demanded in a hoarse voice, "What did you say? How dare you so recklessly accuse my dear son? How could he kill you at such a young age? How could he spit silver needles at you?"

As she spoke, she reached out and scratched the child's mouth hard, as if to prove something.

"Mommy, don't, it hurts!" The child cried loudly because of being scratched.