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

Lin Yiwan mused, "Is it the one you threatened to pay rent to?"

Madam Yin nodded. "Yes, it's that family. Today, the lady of that family sent a maid over to our house. She said she's good at making postpartum nourishing soups. Not only can it help mothers recover quickly, but it can also make the wet nurses' milk very abundant!"

Lin Yiwan's eyes flashed with a chilling coldness, and she quickly said, "Old Madam, don't let Yue'er drink the soup made by that old woman, and don't let the wet nurse touch it either. As soon as she finishes it, bring it to me!"

Madam Yin responded solemnly, "Okay, I'll give the order right away. But Wanwan, do you suspect that family is planning to murder Yue'er and her son?"

Lin Yiwan whispered, "I'm not sure yet. If it's a fox, its tail will eventually show. It just depends on when!"

Over the next few days, the soup that the old woman brought over did not show any abnormality.

Until one evening, there was a sudden commotion in the Yin family mansion, followed by someone shouting, "Hurry up and put out the fire! The Yin family's old ancestral hall is on fire!"

Lin Yiwan rushed out of the house and saw that there was indeed a fire in the southwest direction.

At this time, Old Madam Yin hurried over to her and said, "Wanwan, we need to have the Marquis lead the Imperial Guards to help put out the fire. The Yin family's old ancestral hall can't burn down. All of our ancestors are buried there!"

Lin Yiwan soothed her softly, "Don't worry, Madam. I'll let them go. Strength lies in numbers. They will definitely be able to protect the tablet of the Yin family's ancestor!"

She asked Ling'er to send a message to Zhan Yan. Except for a small number of people who stayed behind to guard the property, everyone else rushed to the Yin family's ancestral hall where the fire had broken out.

At this time, the little maid who was serving soup came in quickly. She whispered, "Madam, that old woman has made some nourishing fish soup for the young lady!"

Lin Yiwan lowered her head and sniffed, and soon discovered something was wrong.

In addition to the fishy smell of the fish itself, there is also a hint of bitterness.

It turns out that a large amount of mistletoe was added?

This herb has the effect of promoting lactation. If given to a wet nurse, it is very suitable and can increase the milk supply.

But if I give it to Yin Yue, it would cost her life.

Because she was born prematurely and the toxins in her body have not yet been cleared, it is impossible to clear her milk ducts now.

Such a large dose of mistletoe could kill her with pain.

Thinking of this, a cold murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

She wanted to see who hated Yin Yue so much.

She quickly picked up the fish soup and said, "Go and invite the woman who made the soup to come before me. If she asks why, tell her that you will give her a reward!"

"Yes!" The little maid hurried away.

When she came back, the soup-making woman with a nervous look on her face was already following her.

She knelt on the ground tremblingly and said, "I, a commoner, greet the Marquis' wife, Miss!"

Yin Yue, lying on the bed, remained silent. Only Lin Yiwan asked calmly, "Mammy, your soup-making skills are quite good. You even know a little about pharmacology. Have you studied it?"

The old woman's face suddenly changed, and she hurriedly explained, "Madam Hou, how come I don't understand what you mean? I don't understand pharmacology. I only know about food supplements. The soups are all made with carefully selected tonic ingredients!"

Lin Yiwan placed the bowl of soup in front of her: "What about mistletoe?"

The old woman denied it fearfully: "I don't even know what mistletoe is. This lactation-promoting herb is extremely hard to find. How could I put it in fish soup?"

Lin Yiwan laughed suddenly, tapping the table lightly with her fingers, her face full of sarcasm and disdain.

She spoke slowly, "You just said you didn't understand pharmacology, but you can tell me right away that mistletoe is a lactation-promoting herb. It seems you're lying!"

The old woman's face turned pale and she quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously: "Madam Hou, please understand. I know some herbs that can help with lactation, but I would never dare put them in the young lady's fish soup!"

Lin Yiwan didn't bother to waste time talking to her and directly ordered the maid: "Go and bring this lady a pot of boiling hot soup!"

The maid didn't dare to disobey and quickly asked the kitchen to bring it over.

But when she saw the boiling thick soup in front of her, the old woman was so scared that her whole body trembled violently.

She asked anxiously, "Madam Hou, what are you going to do? How are you going to deal with me?"

Lin Yiwan stared at her with scorching eyes: "Since you refuse to tell the truth, then this lady will use this pot of soup to serve you well until you tell the truth!"

The old woman shook her head in horror: "No, Madam Hou, you can't abuse private punishment. I'm here to make soup for the Yin family. I didn't sell myself to them. You have no right to punish me!"

After saying that, she staggered and tried to flee.

The two guards outside immediately grabbed her and dragged her back.

She screamed: "Help, help!"

However, no one paid any attention to her even though she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Until she was dragged to the hot soup, she could hardly open her eyes because of the boiling hot steam.

Lin Yiwan leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Let's see who's more stubborn than me, or who's more powerful than this bowl of hot soup. If I hit your head with it, you won't die instantly, but the skin on your face will definitely be burned off!"

The old woman was terrified. She never expected that this seemingly gentle and harmless marquis' wife could be so cruel and ruthless.

Now that neither heaven nor earth can help her, what should she do?

Seeing that she was really going to do it, the old woman could only shout in shock and anger: "Speak, I say, please, don't burn me!"

Lin Yiwan withdrew her hand: "That's wise. Why do you have to take the blame?"

The old woman took a hard breath and said, "I was sent by Yin Yaomen to the mansion to make soup for the eldest lady. He wanted to kill the eldest lady, so he asked me to put more mistletoe in it, intending to suffocate her to death!"

Lin Yiwan didn't know much about the Yin family, but Yin Yue knew it very well.

Her face was pale as she said, "It turned out to be him? He felt that he was separated from the clan and kicked out of the Yin family's house. He was unwilling to accept it and wanted revenge?"

The old woman replied in a low voice: "Besides revenge, he also wants you to make room for his sister Yin Yihuan. As long as you die, she can marry General Fang as a daughter of the Yin family and become his stepmother!"

Yin Yue's pupils contracted violently, and she angrily scolded, "He has wild ideas!"

The old woman knelt down and kowtowed: "Miss, I am also forced to do so. My son is in the hands of Yin Yaomen. If I don't help him, he will accuse my son of stealing his property and put him in jail!"

Lin Yiwan kicked her to the ground and said, "You don't want your son to go to jail, so you want to harm others? Do you know that if that bowl of fish soup had gone into my sister-in-law's throat, she would have died right now!"