She brought the glass to her lips and drank it gracefully.

Just as Lin Yiwan was about to drink it, she smelled a strange smell.

Although I couldn't guess what it was for the time being, I couldn't drink this glass of wine no matter what.

However, this was the apology wine that the saint offered to her.

If she doesn't drink, it means she is not giving face.

How can this be good?

Just as her thoughts were in a mess, the Saint could not help but ask, "Why? The Marquis's wife is not good at drinking?"

Noticing her slightly gloomy expression, Lin Yiwan quickly denied it: "No, I just think the wine smells so good, I'm almost dizzy with the aroma!"

The Saint smiled and said, "This is brewed from snow lotus that has been treasured for thirty years. It's naturally fragrant. If you like it, I'll have someone fill a few jars for you when we get back!"

Lin Yiwan did not refuse. While distracting the saint's attention, she quickly took out a small bottle and hid it in her sleeve, then carefully poured all the wine into it.

When the Saint finished giving instructions to Aunt Liu and turned back, the wine glass in front of her was empty.

The saint took the jade chopsticks to pick up some food for her, and she quickly stood up to thank her.

There was nothing unusual about the food, so she ate a few bites with peace of mind.

It was time for the second glass of wine. Lin Yiwan's eyes flashed, and she quickly picked up her own wine pot and said, "Saint, let me pour you a glass. This time, it's my turn to toast you!"

The Saint's eyes suddenly became bright, and her voice almost trembled: "Okay, you toast me!"

Lin Yiwan poured her wine into her glass and smelled that special smell again.

However, the saint did not notice it and directly picked up the wine glass and drank it.

Lin Yiwan suddenly bumped into her arm, and all the wine spilled onto her gorgeous clothes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Saint, I didn't mean it!" Lin Yiwan hurriedly stood up and apologized.

The Saint quickly comforted her: "It's okay, I was rude, please don't blame yourself, Madam Hou!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Aunt Liu who was serving beside her and said, "Can you help me change my clothes first?"

Lin Yiwan immediately spoke up, "Saintess, why don't we move the banquet inside? We'll save ourselves the hassle of running back and forth!"

The Saint smiled gently: "Okay, I'll do as you say!"

Lin Yiwan was quick to act and directly held the two wine jugs in her arms.

When no one was paying attention, she poured all the wine under the flower root.

After entering the house, she pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh, it turns out that there is no wine in this wine jug. I have to trouble Madam to refill it!"

Aunt Liu smiled and said, "I'll go right away!"

Looking at her leaving back, a hint of coldness flashed in Lin Yiwan's eyes.

Soon, the saint came back after changing her clothes.

Just then, Nanny Liu brought back two wine jugs. She quickly stepped forward and filled the wine glasses in front of the two men.

This time, Lin Yiwan didn't smell any special smell, so she drank it with confidence.

After a few drinks, the saint felt a little drunk.

Her beautiful little face was flushed, and she looked lively and innocent.

She blinked and asked, "Madam Hou, I heard that you were married to Marquis Zhan Yi not long ago, right?"

Lin Yiwan nodded: "Yes, the Saint is quite well-informed!"

The Saint laughed: "Everyone in the capital knows about you and Marquis Zhan Yi. He is ill, yet you still marry her. It's really remarkable!"

Lin Yiwan replied calmly: "He's fine!"

The Saint immediately asked, "Is he really that good, or does the Marquis think she can use his influence to avenge the humiliation she suffered at the hands of Zhan Yu on her wedding day?"

Lin Yiwan suddenly clenched the wine glass in front of her and looked at the Saint with a serious face: "What does Saint mean?"

The Saint Girl spoke slowly: "What I mean is, is the Marquis' wife using him for revenge? After all, you were obsessed with marrying Zhan Yu before!"

Lin Yiwan slammed her wine glass down on the table and retorted without hesitation, "Saint, if you don't know the truth, don't make random guesses. It's true that Zhan Yu and I were engaged, but he betrayed me. What's wrong with me remarrying right then and there?"

Seeing her anger, the Saintess quickly comforted her: "Madam, calm down. I just heard the rumors in the capital and wanted to verify them myself!"

Lin Yiwan raised the corners of her lips in sarcasm: "Why do you say that?"

Aunt Liu, who was standing next to her, had a sudden change of expression. She quickly reminded him, "Madam Hou, be careful with your words. Our Saint is a highly respected lady. Don't be rude to her!"

Lin Yiwan said indifferently, "No matter how noble her status is, she shouldn't speculate about the relationship between me and Zhan Yihou, right?"

She stood up suddenly and said, "It seems that the Saint Lady does not really want to apologize, so I will take my leave!"

Seeing her leave resolutely, the saint's face turned pale with anxiety.

She anxiously ordered Aunt Liu: "Quick, go and stop her!"

Nanny Liu trotted over to Lin Yiwan, plopped down on her knees and said, "Madam Hou, please don't bother with our Saint. She didn't mean to irritate you!"

Lin Yiwan paused and said, "Madam, please tell the Saint that even though it is not my intention to remarry on the wedding day, now that I have become his wife, I will do my best to be the mistress of the Zhan Yi Marquis's residence and will never let anyone criticize me!"

Nanny Liu wanted to say something else, but she had already left stubbornly.

She returned to the Saint, whose expression was complicated, and asked in a low voice, "Did you hear what she just said?"

The Saint nodded: "Yes, I heard it, she is sincere to him!"

Aunt Liu consoled her, "Don't worry, even if they aren't actually husband and wife, she will still do her duty!"

The Saint held her hand tightly and said, "She can bear it for a day or two, but what if it takes a year or two? She is at the age when the buds are full of life!"

Madam Liu sighed helplessly, "Saint, how much can you control? After the princess's wedding, you must return to Li Country!"

Just one sentence reminded the saint that yes, she would leave.

Even if she wanted to intervene in Zhan Yan's life, with what identity?

She will never be able to recognize her son openly in this life!

She clenched her fingers tightly, tears filling her eyes.

At this time, Lin Yiwan was also very confused. She was certain that this saint was Zhan Yan's biological mother.

Now things are getting a little tricky!

If this secret is discovered by others, the entire Sheng Dynasty will no longer tolerate Zhan Yan.

She must arrange a retreat in advance!

Just as she was lost in thought, Zi'er's voice suddenly rang out from behind her: "My Lord!"

Lin Yiwan suddenly looked up and met Zhan Yan's inquiring eyes. "What are you thinking about? So engrossed? You didn't even notice your husband standing right in front of you?"

She subconsciously looked around, and after making sure that no one was around, she grabbed his sleeve and said, "Come on, accompany me to find my grandfather!"

When the two arrived at the Imperial Hospital, they were taken into Doctor Lin's pharmaceutical room.

He asked in surprise, "Wanwan, do you want to talk to Grandpa about something?"

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