Back to the day I married my second wife, I turned around and married my ex-husband's uncle

Ling Jinlan suddenly pinched his palm.

boom--

The door was kicked open violently.

Jiang Ningwan stormed into the room angrily. Qingyun was horrified and immediately tried to stop him, "How dare General Jiang barge into the young lady's bedroom like this!"

Jiang Ningwan was furious and pushed Qingyun aside.

Qingyun bumped into the cabinet and fainted.

When Zhou Tingxu saw Jiang Ningwan's murderous look, he felt a little scared. "How dare you!"

Seeing Ling Jinlan kneeling on the ground washing Zhou Tingxu's feet, Jiang Ningwan was furious and pulled Ling Jinlan away.

He picked up the foot washing water and poured it hard on Zhou Tingxu's head.

Zhou Tingxu was instantly soaked all over.

He cried out in pain: "Ah! My wound hurts so much!"

Jiang Ningwan was still furious and grabbed Zhou Tingxu's neck.

The force was so strong that Zhou Tingxu's face turned red, he struggled desperately due to suffocation, and was instantly enveloped by the fear of death.

"Dare you touch my sister?"

"Today I'll teach you a lesson!"

Seeing that Zhou Tingxu was about to suffocate, Jiang Ningwan let her go and slapped her twice without any hesitation.

The strength of the martial artist made Zhou Tingxu's face swell up immediately. She fell on the bed, breathing heavily, her eyes full of fear and anger.

"You...if you dare to touch me, my aunt will not forgive you!"

"If you have the ability, ask the Queen to come to Prince Chu's Mansion every day."

Jiang Ningwan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, which was frightening. Zhou Tingxu looked away in fear.

Then Jiang Ningwan pulled Ling Jinlan away.

Ling Jinlan was staggering because she had been kneeling for a whole day, so Jiang Ningwan simply carried her on her back and returned to the room.

After Jiang Ningwan left, Zhou Tingxu immediately ran to find the King of Chu, crying, "Your Highness, help me, Your Highness..."

Back in the room, Jiang Ningwan put Ling Jinlan on a chair.

Rolled up her trouser legs.

Ling Jinlan nervously held her hand, "Sister..."

"let me see!"

Jiang Ningwan insisted on rolling up her trouser legs. Her knees were already covered with bruises and bloody marks.

Jiang Ningwan was furious.

Holding back his anger, he took out the ointment and applied it to Ling Jinlan, saying, "Lichun said you had to stay in Zhou Tingxu's room. Why did you insist on going over there and letting others bully you?"

"If you don't go to Feiyu Courtyard, Zhou Tingxu can't do anything. The Queen can only force me to take Zhou Tingxu into the palace, but she won't interfere in everything in the palace."

How much does the Queen love Zhou Tingxu?

of course not.

If he really loved her, he wouldn't have left Zhou Tingxu in front of the gate of Prince Chu's mansion and embarrassed himself.

The Zhou family only regarded Zhou Tingxu as a chess piece to be used, and what the queen wanted was the benefits that Zhou Tingxu would gain after marrying into the Prince of Chu's Mansion.

As long as Zhou Tingxu doesn't die in the Prince of Chu's Mansion, he will have to endure any injustice he suffers.

Today she had been looking for Ling Chaowen outside for the entire day, and only when she came back did she learn from Li Chun that Ling Jinlan was still serving Zhou Tingxu in Feiyu Courtyard.

After saying this angrily, he still didn't hear Ling Jinlan's response.

She looked up and saw Ling Jinlan's face was covered with tears and her eyes were red.

"Why are you crying?"

Jiang Ningwan's heart softened immediately, and she quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears.

"I'm sorry, sister. I've caused you trouble again." Ling Jinlan lowered her head guiltily.

Jiang Ningwan couldn't help but sigh, stood up and hugged her in his arms, "Jinlan, I don't blame you for causing me trouble. I never thought you were a trouble."

"I'm really happy to know that you're still alive. I just want to bring you back to live a good life and never suffer again."

"You are the daughter of the Ling family. You came back to enjoy life, not to be a servant. I don't want to see you looking so humble."

Ling Jinlan used to love to laugh, and was as bright and brilliant as a blooming flower. But after all the hardships she has endured over the years, she has become so cautious and timid.

Jiang Ningwan's eyes became sore when she thought of this.

Ling Jinlan said with tears in her eyes, "I will change."

Jiang Ningwan couldn't hold back any longer and tears fell.

I don’t know what to do to make Ling Jinlan feel safe.

"Jinlan, you don't have to change. I don't want to force you to do anything. I just want you to live a good life. I will give you everything you want."

"What belongs to my sister is yours! You don't have to please anyone for me!"

Ling Jinlan nodded and hugged her tightly.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Ningwan then let go of Ling Jinlan, wiped away her tears, and went forward to open the door.

Unexpectedly, it was Qin Shuangchi outside the door.

"Why is the prince here?"

Qin Shuangchi noticed at a glance that her eyes were red, indicating that she had been crying.

The hand holding the chair handle unconsciously tightened a little.

"How is Ling Jinlan?"

"It's just a knee injury, nothing serious. Did Zhou Tingxu go to complain to the prince?"

Qin Shuangchi nodded slightly.

Jiang Ningwan didn't know his purpose and couldn't help asking, "Is the prince not angry that I hurt Zhou Tingxu?"

Qin Shuang took out a medicine bottle from his arms and handed it to her without hesitation, "Your hand is injured."

Hearing this, Jiang Ningwan was startled. She stretched out her hand and saw that her right fingernail had been scratched and some blood had seeped out.

Thinking back, it must be when I was carrying the basin of water to splash Zhou Tingxu, I was too excited and accidentally splashed it.

"How did the prince know?"

Qin Shuangchi said in a deep voice: "There is blood on Zhou Tingxu's neck."

"Next time, just find someone to teach her a lesson. You don't have to do it yourself."

Jiang Ningwan took the medicine bottle and felt an indescribable strange feeling in her heart.

She almost strangled Zhou Tingxu to death tonight. She thought that although Qin Shuangchi would not punish her, he would definitely remind her not to hurt Zhou Tingxu again.

But I didn't expect that he would bring me medicine.

"What if Zhou Tingxu hadn't hurt Jinlan first tonight? Would you be angry if I hurt Zhou Tingxu for no reason?"

Qin Shuangchi suddenly smiled, "Isn't it just to let you vent your anger that I kept her in the mansion?"

"As long as no one gets killed, it's up to you."

After all, if someone died, it would be difficult to explain to the Queen and the Zhou family, and it would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

"Then do you know that the Queen placed her in the Prince of Chu's mansion this time so that you can take her as a concubine?"

"The Zhou family and the Queen want to force you to take responsibility for Zhou Tingxu."

Qin Shuangchi didn't care and said calmly: "I promised you in the marriage certificate that I would not take a concubine."

"Neither will a concubine."

Jiang Ningwan couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you send her away as soon as possible? Otherwise, when her injuries heal, the Queen will definitely urge you to take a concubine. This is related to the Zhou family's reputation, and the Emperor will definitely side with the Queen."

"That's fine. I can't guarantee anything else, but taking a concubine will never happen."

Besides, he might not live to see Zhou Tingxu recover from his injuries.

For some reason, after hearing Qin Shuangchi's words, Jiang Ningwan felt that it didn't matter even if the sky fell.

I was originally having a headache because of Zhou Tingxu's entry into the mansion, but now it seems that this matter is not so important.

As long as Qin Shuangchi himself doesn't agree, no one can force him to take a concubine.

"It's late at night, go to bed early."

"Stop crying."

Qin Shuangchi's clear voice revealed a hint of tenderness.

Like a feather falling on Jiang Ningwan's heart.

"Your Majesty, please rest early."

In the room, Ling Jinlan leaned against the window, silently observing the movements outside the door and heard all the conversations.

A hint of coldness flashed across his dark eyes.