Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

"Lost it?" Lin Ping's face was more disgusting than excrement. He fell to the ground with a "thud," clutching his aching chest and coughing incessantly.

This news is outrageous! The Iron Certificate is related to the survival of the City Lord's Mansion. How can it be lost so easily? Moreover, Lin Ping deliberately used the Iron Certificate as bait, and he bears inescapable responsibility for this.

He almost got killed by Jiang Xiuwen for selling a golden knife; the crime of losing the imperial edict is probably enough to get him killed ten times over.

In Lin Ping's opinion, Jiang Yunying's martial arts skills were the best in the world, and there was no way he couldn't catch up, but the other party's serious expression didn't seem like he was joking.

"Wife, I'm poisoned! Get away from me! Don't touch me, or you'll get infected too!" Lin Ping suddenly lay down on the ground, his expression ferocious, and tried his best to push Jiang Yunying away.

Jiang Yunying believed it without a doubt, genuinely thinking that Lin Ping had been poisoned by a contagious toxin. However, she did not abandon him. Instead, she lifted him up and anxiously asked, "Husband, what's wrong? I'll take you to the Hall of Bliss right away!"

Lin Ping originally intended to use the excuse of being poisoned to leave the city lord's mansion. He dared not bear the guilt of losing the imperial edict. However, he did not expect that Jiang Yunying would stay by his side and rush towards the Hall of Bliss with him in her arms.

Lin Ping felt a pang of guilt, so much so that he wanted to beat himself up.

The trouble was clearly his own doing, yet he not only doesn't want to find a solution, but also wants to walk away. What's the difference between this behavior and that of a scumbag?

Although he was born a playboy, he had a strong sense of justice in his bones, and besides, he couldn't betray Jiang Yunying's sincere heart.

After a moment, Lin Ping coughed violently twice more, his weak breathing becoming strong. He wriggled a few times in Jiang Yunying's arms and whispered, "Wife, this poison will only weaken me, it won't kill me. Let's hurry back to the city lord's mansion!"

"Oh..." Jiang Yunying nodded with some doubt, then carried Lin Ping in her arms and rushed back to the city lord's mansion as fast as she could.

Jiang Yunying naturally knew that the imperial edict was of great importance and that she had to inform the city lord of the situation as soon as possible; she couldn't just sit and wait to die.

Perhaps the man in black only wanted to use the imperial edict to force the city lord's mansion to do something, or perhaps the imperial edict had already fallen into Xia Linglong's hands. In that case, there was still room for redemption.

Lin Ping shamelessly buried his head in Jiang Yunying's arms, displaying a sentiment that seemed to say, "Even if I die under a peony, I'll still be a romantic ghost."

In order to get the message back as quickly as possible, Jiang Yunying moved very fast and soon returned to the gate of the city lord's mansion.

Thinking about meeting his future father-in-law and mother-in-law soon, Lin Ping couldn't very well cling to Jiang Yunying and insisted on ending his "welfare" (benefits).

"My husband, after you see Father, don't say a word, otherwise I will never hold you again!" Jiang Yunying said earnestly.

Is this a threat?

Why does it look so scary? If I lose my wife's embrace, what meaning does life have?

Even though Lin Ping didn't understand Jiang Yunying's intentions, he still nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and even made a fake gesture of taping his mouth shut.

"Your Highness, the City Lord is waiting for you in the main hall!" Upon seeing Jiang Yunying, the two gatekeepers said anxiously, clearly sensing the City Lord's anger.

Jiang Yunying nodded, and then took the initiative to grip Lin Ping's large hand tightly, her palms sweating profusely.

Lin Ping was so engrossed in enjoying the wonderful electric sensation that he didn't have time to consider why Jiang Yunying was sweating. He even strode forward with his head held high, as if he wanted to shout out, "My wife is holding my hand!"

It was already midnight, and the main hall of the city lord's mansion was brightly lit.

Jiang Yunying and Lin Ping pushed open the half-closed partition door together and immediately noticed the tense atmosphere in the hall.

The city lord sat angrily in the middle, while his wife sat on his left with a furrowed brow. Jiang Xiuwen, both angry and disgruntled, paced back and forth across half the hall, his movements irritating to everyone.

Jiang Yunyu huddled behind the city lord's wife, trembling uncontrollably, clearly having never seen the city lord so angry.

In addition, Yang Guozhong knelt tremblingly in the middle of the hall, his whole body bound hand and foot, clearly indicating that Li Mingxuan had received Lin Ping's true teachings.

"What's going on?" Before Jiang Yunying and Lin Ping could even stand still, the city lord slammed his fist on the octagonal table, making a cracking sound.

The chubby boy, traumatized by the beating, was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, almost bursting into tears.

Lin Ping's knees buckled, and he was about to kneel down.

thump……

Jiang Yunying knelt down before Lin Ping and kowtowed, saying, "It's all my fault. I was too eager for quick success and tried to lure the enemy out, but the enemy was cunning and stole the imperial edict."

"You bastard, you fool, you deserve to die!" The city lord was furious and slammed his fist on the octagonal table, instantly shattering the heavy wooden planks into eight pieces.

The city lord's anger shook the surrounding area, and even Jiang Xiuwen was somewhat overwhelmed. He hurriedly said, "Xiuwu, calm down. Maybe it was Lin Ping who bewitched Yunying?"

Jiang Xiuwen is extremely protective of his own people. He will inevitably show favoritism to anyone he approves of, and even at this critical juncture, he still wants to shift the blame to Lin Ping.

If Jiang Yunying's actions hadn't moved Lin Ping to tears, he would have grabbed Jiang Xiuwen by the beard and given him a good beating right now, provided he had the ability to do so.

“That’s right, that was my idea!” Lin Ping replied calmly, also kneeling on the ground.

Although he had a poor appetite and liked to live off women, he couldn't let a woman take the blame for him. Anyway, he had already held her hand and put his arm around her waist. Lin Ping had nothing to lose. He couldn't let the city lord's mansion fall into infighting at this critical juncture, which would only make things worse. He was an outsider after all, so if he died, it wouldn't affect the overall situation.

Jiang Yunying stared at Lin Ping in astonishment. In her opinion, although Lin Ping had some talent, he was timid and cowardly and should not have taken the initiative to admit his mistakes.

Jiang Yunying silently remembered the sentiment of a coward who was willing to die to protect her, but she also knew that she could not act on emotion at this moment.

Jiang Yunying had some merits, so even if he was punished, he didn't deserve to die. Lin Ping, on the other hand, was just an outsider, and killing him was as easy as crushing an ant.

"Husband, if you don't shut up, we won't even be able to hold hands anymore," Jiang Yunying whispered in Lin Ping's ear, clearly increasing the intensity of her threat.

Lin Ping smiled faintly, but replied with a disheartened expression, "My wife, do you think that all I, Lin Ping, want to do is hold your hand and hug you?"

"Is this still my spendthrift husband?" At this moment, Jiang Yunying clearly saw a sense of responsibility and commitment on Lin Ping's face. Perhaps everyone had misunderstood him.

Seeing Jiang Yunying's astonished expression, Lin Ping thought to himself: I want to consummate our marriage! Holding hands and hugging are not enough.