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

"Little sister, don't be so stubborn, you can't beat your sister-in-law!" Lin Ping shouted at the top of his lungs, naturally unable to catch up with her.

It's not hard to tell from these words that Lin Ping still cares about Lin Xiaomei. He's worried not only about Jiang Yunying's death but also about Lin Xiaomei getting hurt. If the two were to fight again, Lin Ping would truly be in a dilemma.

However, since Lin Xiaomei is a disciple of the Lotus Palace, she is unlikely to heed his advice, so he can only take it one step at a time.

After Lin Xiaomei completely disappeared, Lin Ping was all alone on the spacious street. He knew that Jiang Yunying was waiting for him in the same spot, but he couldn't show up immediately to avoid arousing her suspicion.

So Lin Ping chose to sleep on the street, and casually found a corner to sit on.

That night, Lin Ping was destined to have trouble sleeping, not only because of the cold and quiet environment, but also because of his complicated inner feelings.

He didn't know why the Lotus Palace disciples were so loyal, as if they were threatened with death, and he didn't know why Jiang Yunying could leave while Lin Xiaomei couldn't.

Of course, Lin Ping had to consider Lin Xiaomei's last words; he had indeed been too arrogant.

Lin Xiaomei may not necessarily have any unspeakable secrets; she may very well be deliberately retaliating against herself.

Lin Ping was fully aware of the things this body had done before he transmigrated.

Not only did he bully his younger sister who was three years younger than him, but he also often shifted the blame to her when he made mistakes. Even his parents sided with him and even sent the young Lin Xiaomei to the Lotus Palace.

Although Lin Ping didn't know what Lin Xiaomei had experienced in the Lotus Palace over the years, he was certain that it was an inhuman life. Otherwise, how could a weak little girl have cultivated into a top expert in just a few years?

Perhaps he needs to pay for his mistakes and should sincerely apologize to Lin Xiaomei.

"If 'I'm sorry' were enough, then what would be the point of having an official government?" Lin Ping's mind was a bit confused, knowing that a perfunctory apology seemed somewhat frivolous.

If he truly feels sorry for Lin Xiaomei, he should let his actions speak for themselves.

Lin Ping wanted to return home that night to check on the situation, but he was afraid of worrying his parents. He was certain that Lin Fugui had been kept in the dark and even mistakenly believed that Lin Xiaomei had never left.

And so, Lin Ping kept lost in thought, his back against the wall slowly sliding down, and yes... he fell asleep again!

Even the loud snoring made the nearby residents think that someone's pig was rooting in the corner of the wall, and if it weren't for the darkness, they would have come out to see what was going on.

Perhaps he was awakened by the first light of dawn on the eastern horizon, perhaps by a gust of cold wind, or perhaps because he was afraid of being mocked by passersby; in any case, Lin Ping was awakened by the sound of a beautiful musical instrument.

When he woke up, there were three or four pairs of eyes staring straight at him, and there were even a few copper coins on the ground.

Lin Ping was moved to tears by the simple and honest people, thinking to himself: Am I dressed that shabby?

Under his angry glare, several people scattered in fear, finally realizing that he wasn't a beggar, but rather a madman...

After getting up, Lin Ping bent down and picked up every single copper coin, even blowing on them with delight, mistaking them for valuable silver dollars.

Lin Ping seemed to be tethered by the beautiful music, and then dragged along little by little.

The words "Jiaofang Ci!" were prominently displayed above Lin Ping's head.

Although Lin Ping had never been to the Jiaofangsi, he had heard of it. It was a government institution that taught palace maids and entertainers music. In reality, it was not much different from official prostitutes.

Lin Ping had little interest in such places; with his beautiful wife Jiang Yunying by his side, he didn't want to look at anyone else.

Moreover, official prostitutes are different from common prostitutes. If ordinary people rashly get involved with them, they may face legal trouble or even imprisonment.

However, just as Lin Ping was about to leave, he suddenly noticed that a woman dancing in the brothel had fallen to the ground.

"Ouch!" the woman cried out, her flowing dress falling to the ground with her body, a look of distress on her face, as if she had twisted her ankle.

With a doctor's heart, Lin Ping would lend a helping hand even to a complete stranger who sprained their ankle, let alone someone whose appearance was somewhat familiar.

"Miss Lu, what's wrong?"

Lin Ping strode into the brothel, immediately drawing angry glares from a group of girls.

For ordinary people, especially strange men, the Jiaofangsi was a forbidden area. If they tried to break in, being expelled would be the least of their worries; they could very well face imprisonment.

"Hongling greets Your Highness, the Prince Consort." Even though she was lying on her side on the ground, Lu Hongling still bowed respectfully upon seeing Lin Ping.

Upon hearing the words "Prince Consort," all the women fell silent, feigning concern for Lu Hongling.

The Prince Consort is the Princess's husband, a man of noble status. Moreover, Lin Ping has been making waves in Jiangcheng Prefecture these days, with countless women eager to curry favor with him. This is a perfect opportunity to show concern for Lu Hongling.

Take off your shoes!

Lin Ping said with a serious expression, without a trace of vulgarity in his heart.

He admitted that Lu Hongling was beautiful, and he also admitted that the fleeting glimpse of her had stirred his heartstrings, but it was only for a brief moment. After calming down, Lin Ping only had Jiang Yunying in his heart.

Moreover, Lin Ping is a doctor at this moment, and he must not have any ulterior motives or improper thoughts towards his patients.

Lu Hongling was, after all, a courtesan who had seen countless men and knew their dirty and filthy thoughts, but she never expected Lin Ping to be so serious and pure.

So, after a little hesitation, she took off her high-top shoes and socks.

At this moment, a pair of fair and delicate jade feet were displayed in front of Lin Ping. He glanced at them out of habit, and then stared intently at the reddened ankles.

"It's just a simple dislocation, Miss Lu, please bear with it!" Lin Ping immediately explained the situation to her.

"Mmm!" Lu Hongling nodded, her pearly teeth biting her cherry-like lower lip, looking extremely charming and alluring.

Lin Ping felt an electric shock the moment he touched Lu Hongling's jade-like foot. Having finally calmed down, seeing her biting her lip made his resolve waver. He stammered helplessly, "Miss Lu, could you please bite your lip...?"

"Oh..." Lu Hongling responded suspiciously, not understanding the difference between biting her upper lip and biting her lower lip, but she did as she was told.

When he saw the other person bite their lip, Lin Ping almost burst out laughing, and his fiery heart instantly calmed down.

As Lin Ping forcefully swung his hand, Lu Hongling's ankle cracked, and the intense pain instantly disappeared. Lu Hongling even felt that she could dance again immediately.

"Miss Lu, your periosteum is somewhat damaged, so don't jump today." Lin Ping breathed a sigh of relief and offered a friendly reminder.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, Your Excellency!" Lu Hongling placed her hands on her right hip and bowed slightly in gratitude.

A simple emergency treatment was described by Lu Hongling as a life-saving act, which shows how alluring this woman is.

Lin Ping smiled faintly and replied, "I should also thank Miss Lu for getting me out of that predicament the night before last."

On the day of Zhang Hongyuan's engagement banquet, if it weren't for Lu Hongling's intervention, Lin Ping would have been accused of philandering. Thinking of this, Lin Ping suddenly wondered, "Why did Miss Lu join the brothel?"