The midsummer heat was like an invisible giant beast, hovering over the city of Bianjing and scorching the earth.

Lin Qinshuang only felt a stuffy feeling in her chest, as if a heavy stone was pressing on her, causing a dull pain.

She tugged at her clothes impatiently, but the thin silk still couldn't dispel the lingering boredom in her heart.

Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to take the initiative.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm her fluctuating emotions.

In my mind, the plot of the original novel flashed through my mind like a kaleidoscope.

After Minglan, Sheng Hong had no more children.

A bold idea took shape in her mind, quickly took root and sprouted, and eventually grew into a towering tree, blocking out the sky and almost occupying all her thoughts.

Instead of worrying about Wei Shuyi using the child to frame him in the future, it is better to...

Address the problem at its root.

Wouldn't it be a permanent solution if we prevent Wei Shuyi from getting pregnant again?

This thought was like a flash of lightning, cutting through the haze in her heart and bringing a glimmer of hope.

But how to do it?

Doing it yourself is undoubtedly the most convenient way.

Drugged Sheng Hong?

sterilization?

This thought made her heart tremble, and then an indescribable excitement surged up and ran through her body like an electric current.

She felt her heartbeat suddenly quicken, and the blood rushed through her veins, as if it was about to break free from its restraints.

But it must be done secretly and without leaving any clues.

She had to be like an experienced hunter, waiting patiently, seizing the opportunity, striking the target with one strike, and then escaping silently.

Lin Qinshuang's eyes gradually became firm, as if she had made an important decision.

She took a deep breath and called the system in her mind:

"Cute."

"Yes, host." The system's voice was mechanical and cold, without a trace of emotion, but it made her feel a little relieved, as if she had grabbed a piece of driftwood in the vast ocean.

"Does the mall have sterilization drugs?" Her voice trembled slightly, with a hint of uncontrollable nervousness.

"Yes, host." The system's voice remained calm. "Sterilization pill, ten points per pill. Colorless and odorless, undetectable."

"Okay, this is it." Lin Qinshuang exchanged for a sterilization pill without hesitation.

Ten points in exchange for peace in the rest of your life is worth it.

A few days later, Sheng Hong came to Lin Qinshuang's yard.

On a midsummer afternoon, the air is filled with the faint fragrance of gardenias, which is refreshing and relaxing.

Lin Qinshuang was wearing a light green dress, which made her look particularly elegant and refined, as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water.

She personally brewed a cup of tea for Sheng Hong. The aroma of tea was lingering, filled with a warm atmosphere, as if weaving an invisible net in the air, tightly surrounding Sheng Hong.

"Honglang, please have some tea." She said softly, handing the teacup to Sheng Hong, her eyes moving and her gaze shining.

Sheng Hong didn't notice anything unusual and took the teacup and drank it all.

The tea tasted slightly bitter, but with a sweet aftertaste, just like the feeling Lin Qinshuang gave him, making him unable to stop.

"Shuang'er, what have you been busy with recently? Do you miss me?" Sheng Hong put down the teacup and looked at Lin Qinshuang gently, his eyes full of doting.

Lin Qinshuang lowered her head shyly, a blush on her cheeks, as beautiful as peach blossoms in March.

"What are you talking about, Honglang? There are so many people here." She said coquettishly, her voice as clear and sweet as an oriole.

As she spoke, she ordered the maid to call Changfeng and Molan over.

"Danju, go call Brother Feng and Sister Lan and tell them that the Master has arrived."

Danju bowed and left.

After a while, Changfeng and Molan arrived at Lin Qinshuang's yard.

Chang Feng bowed and said, "Greetings, father."

Molan called out delicately, "Daddy."

A family of four sat around the table, enjoying their lunch happily.

Laughter and joyful chatter echoed in the room, flowing like a clear spring, like a warm family picture, which made people envious.

Sheng Hong was very touched by Lin Qinshuang's thoughtfulness and care. He picked up a piece of fish and put it in Lin Qinshuang's bowl.

"Shuang'er, you've lost a lot of weight recently. Eat more." His tone was full of concern.

Lin Qinshuang smiled gently, "Thank you Honglang for your concern." Her smile was as warm as the spring breeze, making people feel like they were basking in the spring breeze.

The sunlight shines on them, giving them a layer of golden light, as if covering them with a layer of sacred glory.

A few years passed like a flash, and in the blink of an eye, the chirping of cicadas in midsummer once again filled the city of Bianjing.

Wang Ruofu was wearing a royal blue embroidered jacket, looking elegant and luxurious, but she couldn't hide the hint of worry between her brows.

She held Lin Qinshuang's hand tightly, her fingertips were cold, as if she was holding a piece of cold jade.

"Sister, I came here today to ask for a favor. I want to hear your opinion."

Wang Ruofu's voice was low, with a barely perceptible tremor.

Lin Qinshuang was wearing a light green chiffon dress with a white jade hairpin inserted in her black hair, which made her skin look whiter than snow and her eyebrows and eyes look like a painting.

She gently patted the back of Wang Ruofu's hand and comforted her softly:

"Sister, please tell me. I will never refuse any help I can provide."

Wang Ruofu sighed, her gaze falling on the pomegranate flowers blooming outside the window, her eyes wandering.

"The Lord wishes to betroth Hualan to Yuan Wenshao, the second son of the Yuan family, the Earl of Zhongqin."

She paused, a hint of unwillingness in her tone.

"But I always feel that given the Sheng family's current situation, Hualan is being wronged by marrying into the Yuan family."

Wang Ruofu's voice was choked with sobs, and her eyes were slightly red.

"We are all mothers, who doesn't hope that our daughters will marry well?"

Lin Qinshuang listened quietly, her eyes deep, as if she could see through Wang Ruofu's thoughts at a glance.

She gently stroked the teacup in her hand, feeling the warm touch with her fingertips.

The house is filled with a light scent of tea, mixed with the fragrance of gardenias wafting in from outside the window, which is refreshing.

Lin Qinshuang pondered for a moment and spoke slowly:

"Sister, have you ever thought about the real difference between marrying up and marrying down?"

Wang Ruofu raised her head and looked at Lin Qinshuang in confusion.

Lin Qinshuang's gaze fell on Wang Ruofu's face, her eyes clear as a mountain spring.

"Although Hualan is not my biological daughter, I don't want her to worry about marriage in the future."

Her tone was firm, with a hint of unquestionable majesty.

"Sister only sees that the Lord and I are now trusted by the Emperor, but she overlooks the fact that the Sheng family's foundation is still shallow."

Lin Qinshuang paused, her eyes deep, as if she could see through everything.

"We are, after all, the new rich, and we can't compare to those old, established families with deep roots."

She sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

"If Hualan marries into a wealthy family and is wronged in the future, will her family be able to seek justice for her?"

Lin Qinshuang's gaze was scorching, as if to illuminate Wang Ruofu's heart.

Wang Ruofu was stunned, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

She had never thought about this problem. All along, she only wanted Hualan to marry in a glorious and decent way.

But he never thought about the risks of marrying into a wealthy family, or whether the Sheng family was able to support Hualan.

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