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

Qin Beihuang saw her puzzled look and couldn't help but chuckle, "Why are you pretending to be so nice to me?"

Jiang Ningwan didn't understand what was going on and gave him a strange look. "Just say what you want to say. Don't be so pretentious."

Looking at the jade hairpin on the table, it seemed familiar. I seemed to have seen Lu Qingheng wearing it some time ago.

Qin Beihuang couldn't help but frown, his rage barely concealed between his brows. He picked up the jade hairpin and broke it open, causing medicinal powder to spill out from the broken part.

"I've already found out. It was these powders that caused Qingheng to lose his child."

"Isn't this your doing?"

"Jiang Ningwan, there's no need to hide anything between you and me."

Qin Beihuang's tone was firm, he had already determined that this was Jiang Ningwan's doing.

Jiang Ningwan smelled the powder and found that it was indeed a drug that could stimulate people's emotions.

It seems that Lu Qingheng's previous difficulty in controlling his emotions was also due to the effect of this powder.

"So what? What does this jade hairpin have to do with me?" Jiang Ningwan felt puzzled.

Qin Beihuang became a little impatient when he saw that she refused to admit it.

"You still don't admit it? I gave you this jade hairpin before we got married."

"You've kept it until now, deliberately tampered with it, and then passed it to me through Ling Jinlan!"

After hearing this, Jiang Ningwan couldn't help but sneer.

"Is the hairpin you gave me some valuable thing? I have long forgotten it."

"Besides, I have already left Prince Yi's Mansion, so why would I keep your old things?" Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Ningwan even felt a little disgusted.

"You are nostalgic now. You can even remember that you gave me a jade hairpin."

Jiang Ningwan chuckled. She didn't even remember this thing.

I think it was because Ling Jinlan had seen the jade hairpin that Qin Beihuang gave her before they got married, so she thought of finding a similar one.

Jiang Ningwan's laughter was as sharp as a knife, piercing Qin Beihuang's heart.

He looked embarrassed and clenched his fists. "Have you really forgotten? You are really heartless."

For some reason, he felt inexplicably lost.

But still holding a glimmer of fantasy.

Perhaps Jiang Ningwan was refusing to admit it, otherwise why would Ling Jinlan take out this jade hairpin.

"Qin Beihuang, if you are sick, go get treatment."

I thought it was Long Zhi who was discovered, but I really overestimated him.

After saying that, Jiang Ningwan stood up and leaped back to Dengque Tower.

Everyone saw that the person in the room in Tianxing Tower was Qin Beihuang.

"What does he want you to do?" Jiang Zhouye asked cautiously.

"Nothing, probably just a seizure." Jiang Ningwan saw that they had almost finished their meal and said, "It's getting late, let's go back."

Everyone left together.

Jiang Ningwan first sent Pei Xunzhi back, and then sent Ling Jinlan and the others back.

On the quiet street late at night, the only sounds were the carriage passing by and Ling Chaowen snoring inside the carriage.

Jiang Ningwan and Ling Jinlan were both silent.

Soon, the carriage stopped outside the Duke of Ling's mansion.

"Ling Chaowen, wake up." Jiang Ningwan pushed him.

"Are we there?" Ling Chaowen woke up with a start and wiped the corner of his mouth sleepily.

"I'm sleepy, let's go back to sleep." Ling Chaowen jumped off the carriage and looked back, "Jinlan, let's go."

Jiang Ningwan quickly said, "You go back first. I want to talk to Jinlan."

Hearing this, Ling Chaowen returned home first.

Sitting in the carriage, Ling Jinlan clenched his sleeves nervously.

She was a little nervous when she saw Qin Beihuang.

The matter of the lily of the valley can no longer be concealed.

As expected, Jiang Ningwan got straight to the point and said, "You tampered with the jade hairpin you gave to Qin Beihuang, didn't you?"

Ling Jinlan didn't try to argue and nodded obediently.

He explained, "I originally prepared this for Qin Beihuang. If he wears the jade hairpin for a long time, it will affect his martial arts and make him go astray."

"I didn't expect that he would give the hairpin to Lu Qingheng."

Jiang Ningwan couldn't help but frown, "You personally gave the jade hairpin to Qin Beihuang, isn't this leaving evidence for others?"

Ling Jinlan lowered his eyes and looked gloomy.

"Sister, you must be very disappointed. I am no longer the same person I used to be. Now I am full of calculations and my methods are vicious. You must hate me like this."

"I also hate tearing it down myself like this."

"Can……"

Hearing this, Jiang Ningwan grabbed her hand distressedly and interrupted her: "No!"

Ling Jinlan raised his eyes in shock.

"Everything you did was for us. How could I hate you? I'm just worried that you might have something against Qin Beihuang."

She was full of calculations, which she had learned in the past two years to protect herself. If there were no external threats and harm, who would become like this?

These changes in her just make people feel sad.

Ling Jinlan couldn't help but tear up, "What about what I did in Prince Chu's Mansion? Sister doesn't blame me?"

Jiang Ningwan's expression turned serious. "Tell me, why do you want to kill the King of Chu?"

"Does the Ling family's exile have anything to do with him?"

She had wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Ling Jinlan lowered his eyes and thought for a while, hesitant, "Is it related to the exile of the Ling family? I don't know."

"But the suffering we endured in the North was related to him."

"His people transferred my grandfather, parents, and aunt to a dangerous deep mine. After they went there, they never came back..."

As Ling Jinlan spoke, tears welled up in her eyes and she clenched her teeth.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ningwan's whole body stiffened.

His voice was choked: "Was it an accident?"

Ling Jinlan shook his head, "I don't know."

"But he is the King of Chu in the North. The North's army obeys his orders. He cannot escape responsibility."

Jiang Ningwan frowned and fell into deep thought.

The King of Chu has not returned to the north for many years. Perhaps the people in the north have already had ulterior motives, and not all of them are necessarily his confidants.

Just as he was thinking about it, Ling Jinlan said again: "But I don't plan to kill him."

Jiang Ningwan came back to her senses, "Because of me?"

"You asked Ling Chaowen to deliberately call back the King of Chu from the Imperial Mausoleum. Were you trying to test him?"

Ling Jinlan nodded. "If he's willing to die for you, I'll assume he wasn't involved in the Northland incident."

More importantly, everyone now knows that they have not truly severed their relationship, and her sister is the Princess of Chu. If she were to assassinate the King of Chu, it would not be a matter of life and death for her alone.

Many people will be implicated.

She couldn't bear the consequences.

Jiang Ningwan's heart moved slightly, "Silly girl, you should have told me earlier."

"We are a family, and we shoulder all the burdens together."

"If the death of my grandfather and the others is truly related to the King of Chu, wouldn't it be easier for me to kill him than for you to do it?"

Ling Jinlan had tears in her eyes. She was amused by her words and threw herself into Jiang Ningwan's arms, crying and laughing.

"I'm sorry, sister..."

Jiang Ningwan patted her back and said, "There's no need to say these things. Don't hide anything from me in the future."

Ling Jinlan nodded heavily.

Wiping away her tears, he said, "Go back quickly. I'll watch you go back."

Ling Jinlan smiled, got off the carriage, waved to her, and then hurried back to the mansion.

Only after watching the gate close did Jiang Ningwan set off to return to the Prince Chu's Mansion.

……

In the room of Tianxing Building.

Qin Beihuang was still drinking under the moon, looking at the top floor of the Que Tower under the moon. It was empty, but there was a faint figure.

He was so drunk that he was in a trance and didn't know whether the figure was in his eyes or in his heart.

At this moment, the door was pushed open.

Lu Qingheng walked in with red eyes, his gaze fell on the jade hairpin, and he clenched his fists.

Seeing Lu Qingheng, Qin Beihuang sobered up immediately, "Qingheng..."

Lu Qingheng bit his lower lip tightly, suppressing his grievance and anger.

"I heard it all."