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

Lin Yiwan shook her head. "That's different. Xiao Rui is also the president of the Imperial College. Only by asking him to teach can we clearly distinguish whether the noble son of an aristocratic family is more knowledgeable or the student from a charity school is more knowledgeable!"

Seeing Zhan Yan's complicated expression, she asked curiously, "Do you two have a grudge against each other?"

He waved his sleeves without hesitation: "We both hate each other!"

Lin Yiwan immediately became interested and urged, "Tell me quickly, how did you and he become so disgusted with each other?"

Zhan Yan couldn't help but frown: "He is the chief of the civil officials, and I am the chief of the military generals. Every time in the court, we always ignore each other!"

Lin Yiwan could imagine that scene, with both of them holding their chins high and looking at each other with disdain.

She couldn't help but lie on the bed and laugh until tears were about to come out!

Zhan Yan stretched out his hand to pull her up and said, "Stop laughing, let's get down to business. The charity hall wants to invite Mr. Wen, so they will also invite Mr. Wu, right?"

Lin Yiwan leaned in his arms and nodded, "Yes, Mr. Wu, I plan to invite General Fang. I heard that he is not only an expert in martial arts, but also a great archer and horseman!"

Zhan Yan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He kept blinking at Lin Yiwan, as if to say, look at me, look at me!

Lin Yiwan frowned and subconsciously asked, "Husband, are your eyes uncomfortable? Let me blow on them for you?"

Zhan Yan spoke without hesitation: "Wanwan, General Fang is old, why are you bothering him?"

She almost blurted out: "How about General Fang?"

Zhan Yan pointed at herself and said, "Isn't it possible for me? Can't your husband even be a Mr. Wu?"

Lin Yiwan quickly pinched his face: "Of course you can do it, but don't you still have to train? I don't want you to be too tired!"

Zhan Yan quickly spoke up, "I'm not tired. I'm still strong. Didn't Wanwan experience this last night?"

Lin Yiwan's pretty face turned red in an instant, and she whispered softly: "Yes, you are very strong, and you always make me faint from exhaustion!"

Zhan Yan was immediately happy. He took the clothes and put them on her himself. He said, "Come on, I'll take you to see Xiao Rui's mother. She burns incense at the Buddhist temple every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. Today happens to be the fifteenth day!"

Lin Yiwan became a little anxious: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Such a good opportunity must not be missed!"

After the two of them packed up and left the pleasure boat, they asked Yinghun to drive the carriage directly to the Imperial Temple in the suburbs of Beijing.

When Lin Yiwan walked into the main hall, she happened to meet a lady in simple brocade clothes who was praying devoutly to Buddha.

And kneeling next to her was Ye Ling, which made Zhan Yan feel as disgusted as if he had swallowed a fly.

He reached out and pulled Lin Yiwan, leading her out of the hall first.

She asked in surprise: "What's the matter? I saw Madam Xiao and was just thinking of going to say hello to her!"

He lowered his eyes and murmured, "Wanwan, I have to confess something to you first!"

She subconsciously asked, "What do you have to confess now?"

Zhan Yan replied: "When I went to Lingnan City before, Ye Tianqing plotted against me several times. He wanted to force his daughter on me!"

Lin Yiwan understood immediately and said strangely, "Ye Tianqing's daughter is the girl who was kneeling next to Old Madam Xiao just now?"

Zhan Yan nodded with a gloomy look in his eyes: "Yes, it's her!"

Lin Yiwan's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and she said sarcastically, "It seems that Ye Tianqing is trying to win you over instead of you. With a powerful right prime minister like Xiao Rui as his son-in-law, wouldn't most of the noble families in the capital be his helpers?"

Zhan Yan spoke without hesitation: "This marriage must not happen. Wanwan, do you have any way to ruin it?"

Lin Yiwan nodded. She was so shameless that she dared to seduce her husband. How could she not be taught a lesson?

She said quickly, "Leave this to me. To what extent has Ye Ling seduced you?"

Zhan Yan said with a pale face: "She and I are not that close. But Han Lie and I have been entangled. Although we haven't had physical contact, he touched her and left marks on her body!"

Lin Yiwan's eyes throbbed when she heard this. Fortunately, Zhan Yan discovered the problem in time, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She gritted her teeth and said contemptuously, "It's better to meet by chance than to be invited. Today, I, the Marquis's wife, will help our Deputy General Han propose marriage to Ye Ling!"

Without any hesitation, she took Zi'er into the hall.

At this time, Madam Xiao had just asked for a fortune stick and asked the young monk next to her to interpret it. He examined it for a moment before saying, "This girl's birth date and time are extremely compatible with yours. It's no exaggeration to say that they are a match made in heaven!"

Madam Xiao suddenly laughed happily: "Ling'er, you see, Rui'er is a good match for you. When we get back, I will ask him to go to the Huaiyang Marquis' Mansion to propose marriage in person!"

Ye Ling immediately revealed a shy smile, blushing as she said, "Old Madam, please stop teasing Ling'er. Ling'er is completely at the mercy of you and Grandmother!"

Madam Xiao said lovingly, "Your mother raised you so well. There's no other girl as pretty as you in the capital. Rui'er will definitely be very satisfied with you!"

Before Ye Ling could say anything, he heard a surprised voice beside him: "Is that Old Madam Xiao? What a coincidence, I can actually meet you even when burning incense?"

Madam Xiao looked at Lin Yiwan in surprise and asked puzzledly, "Who are you?"

She quickly stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Junior Lin Yiwan, the wife of Marquis Zhan Yi, greets Old Madam Xiao!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Ling's pupils beside him shook violently.

She subconsciously looked behind Lin Yiwan, and after confirming that the tall figure was not there, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Madam Xiao also reacted. She smiled and said, "So it's Madam Zhan Hou. You're here to burn incense today too? What a coincidence!"

Ye Ling spoke at the right moment: "Old Madam, don't you still want to donate some scriptures to the abbot? Don't keep him waiting. Let's go over there quickly, shall we?"

Madam Xiao patted her head quickly and said, "Look at my memory. How could I have forgotten? Sorry, Madam Zhan Hou, we will take our leave first and talk again when there is a chance!"

Seeing Ye Ling about to help Madam Xiao leave, she hurriedly chased after him and said, "Wait a minute, Madam Xiao, I just heard you call her Ling'er. I wonder if she is the Miss Ye Ling from the Lingnan City Lord's Mansion?"

Madam Xiao nodded: "Yes, you recognize her too?"

Lin Yiwan laughed suddenly. "More than just recognition, I was thinking of going to the Lingnan City Lord's Mansion to propose marriage. Now it seems that there is no need for such trouble. Miss Ye Ling has actually come to the capital!"

Old Madam Xiao almost subconsciously grabbed Ye Ling's wrist. She had finally chosen a daughter-in-law, but she didn't expect that someone else would be eager to snatch her away.

She frowned and asked, "Madam Hou, what do you mean by this? Why are you proposing marriage to Ye Ling? As far as I know, your Zhan family has no young men left, right?"