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

Yinghun scratched his head in confusion, and couldn't help but reflect on his recent actions in his mind. He didn't remember offending her?

She was obviously very happy last night, jumping behind him like a child.

After thinking for a while, he continued to knock on the door: "Ling'er, are you feeling unwell? How about I take you to see the lady? Don't be afraid to see a doctor!"

As soon as the words fell, a scolding came from inside the house: "Don't meddle in other people's business, I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me!"

Yinghun frowned and subconsciously turned around and left.

But after walking a distance, I felt uneasy again.

He returned to the door and said, "Then I'll put the red hairpin on the windowsill for you. Take it in when you come out later!"

After putting the red hairpin away, he turned and walked into the shadows.

Soon, the door was cautiously opened from the inside.

Ling'er walked out quietly, took the red hairpin and put it directly into her sleeve.

Yinghun finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the little girl looked good, she probably wasn't sick.

I'm afraid she has encountered something unpleasant, so wait for her to talk about it!

He knew better than anyone that this little girl couldn't keep secrets.

He didn't continue to stare, but went back to the study in the front yard to serve.

But just as he reached the door of the study, he suddenly came to his senses. When he gave Ling'er a gift, her eyes were filled with joy.

But just now, she didn't feel happy at all.

There's even a hint of disdain!

how come?

What happened to Ling'er?

"Bang!" Just when he was distracted, a walnut hit his head, and the pain made him subconsciously twist his eyebrows tightly.

When he saw clearly that it was Zhan Yan standing in front of him, he apologized: "I was distracted by mistake, please forgive me, my Lord!"

Zhan Yan frowned and glared at him: "Didn't you go to look for Ling'er? You look so listless. Did you get turned away?"

Yinghun shook his head: "I didn't see her at all. I ran into Zi'er when I just walked in. She said Ling'er had been out all day and just came back. She seemed to be worried about something!"

Zhan Yan's eyes flashed, and he quickly ordered: "Go tell the Madam, she is the one serving the Madam, and there can't be any mistakes!"

After a pause, he spoke again: "Forget it, I'll go and tell it!"

He stood up and walked out, taking Shadow Soul with him to the inner courtyard.

At this time, Lin Yiwan was preparing the ointment. General Fang was about to return to Beijing, so she naturally wanted to give him a gift and visit him.

When she saw Zhan Yan enter the room, she put down the herbs in her hand, wiped her hands with a towel and said, "Have you eaten yet? I'll ask the kitchen to bring it to you."

Zhan Yan said: "Don't panic, I have something to tell you!"

Lin Yiwan sat beside him, and he spoke, "Yinghun just went to give Ling'er a gift, and she closed the door and refused to see me. I'm worried that she might be worried about something. If she gets distracted while serving you, it will be terrible!"

Lin Yiwan immediately understood his concerns and nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll find a way to ask her. Speaking of which, she hasn't come to me today!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Ling'er's voice at the door: "Madam, I'm here to bring you some roasted chestnuts!"

Lin Yiwan couldn't help but laugh. It was still that little foodie Ling'er. Even at this late hour, she still remembered to send her chestnuts.

Only this little girl could do such a thing!

She quickly said, "Okay, come in!"

The little girl came in with a plate of roasted chestnuts on it, emitting bursts of burnt aroma.

She probably didn't expect that Zhan Yan was there too, so she subconsciously lowered her eyes to hide the panic that flashed across her eyes.

Zhan Yan took the tray and carefully peeled the roasted chestnuts.

After peeling the chestnut meat, he fed it into Lin Yiwan's mouth.

The soft and sticky chestnut flesh cracked between her lips and teeth. Lin Yiwan couldn't help but squint her eyes in satisfaction: "Ling'er, your roasting skills are becoming more and more perfect. They are comparable to those roasted outside!"

Ling'er smiled shyly: "As long as Madam likes it!"

She turned around and saw the burning incense next to her, and whispered, "Shall I bring some new incense to Madam?"

Lin Yiwan nodded: "Well, go ahead!"

After walking outside, she suddenly stopped.

What should she do because she had no idea where the incense was placed?

Just as she was sweating from nervousness, Zi'er patted her arm from behind: "Ling'er? Why are you standing here like a wooden stake?"

She seemed to have seen a savior, and her eyes immediately lit up.

She said quickly: "Zi'er, I suddenly have a stomachache. Can you help me pack the incense box first, and then send it to Madam when I come back?"

Zi'er didn't suspect anything and immediately took the incense box from her hand.

After thanking him, she turned and ran away.

When she came back, Zi'er was already waiting under the eaves with a box of incense.

She breathed a sigh of relief without leaving any trace and said, "Thank you!"

Zi'er raised her eyebrows in surprise. When did Ling'er become so polite to her?

She couldn't help but joke, "Why do you seem like a different person after you went out today? If your appearance hadn't changed, I would have thought someone was impersonating you!"

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, Ling'er suddenly interrupted with a sharp voice: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Zi'er was stunned. She subconsciously explained, "Ling'er, I was just joking with you. Don't mind it!"

As she said this, she wanted to pinch her face.

After all, she used to love pinching her chubby little face.

Not only was she not angry, she even smiled happily with her eyes narrowed.

Unexpectedly, this time, she avoided him with a look of disgust on her face.

She left with the incense box without looking back, leaving Zi'er with a confused look on her face.

Ling'er actually doesn't allow her to pinch her face?

Very abnormal!

Ling'er quickly walked to the door, and while no one was around, she poured all the soul-devouring incense hidden in her sleeve into the incense box.

She held her breath and quickly pushed the door open and walked into the house.

The moment she came in, Lin Yiwan's eyebrows were tightly knitted together.

She looked at Ling'er thoughtfully and soon found the clue.

He looked down at the incense box in her hand, and a cold chill flashed in his eyes.

After Ling'er put down the incense box, she was about to light it with a tinderbox, but Lin Yiwan stopped her: "Wait, Ling'er, what kind of incense are you lighting today?"

She was silent for a moment before she answered cautiously, "It's still the same jasmine scent from before. Didn't Madam say that this scent has a calming effect on the mind and helps with sleep?"

Lin Yiwan laughed: "You remember it clearly. I suddenly don't want to use this fragrance today. Can you change it to something else?"

Her heart instantly sank to the bottom. She had just poured all the soul-devouring incense in there. Now if he suddenly changed the incense, wouldn't that mean he couldn't plot against her?

Thinking of this, she forced herself to speak: "Madam, this jasmine fragrance is quite expensive. If we don't use it, wouldn't it be a waste?"

Lin Yiwan said, "No, if you like it too, just leave it in your room and light it up. Go get me a new one!"