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

Upon hearing this, Lin Ping's eyes trembled slightly, clearly showing his concern.

To be honest, his attitude towards Xia Linglong wasn't one of hatred, but rather one of respect and fear.

The other party was a princess, while he was just an ordinary commoner. Their statuses were worlds apart, and they were never suitable to be friends.

In addition, Xia Linglong's concealment of some things from him made Lin Ping very unhappy, and he felt that he was being used.

Now that things have been made clear, this relationship has been severed, preventing further manipulation in the future. There's no need to shamelessly try to repair this ambiguous relationship.

Moreover, there are many imperial physicians in the palace, and their medical skills may not be inferior to his.

He only understands some Western medical theories and can treat some external injuries. He is not necessarily more effective than traditional Chinese medicine in treating some internal diseases.

Lin Pingcai didn't believe that her distress stemmed from his heartlessness; it was more likely due to other ailments.

With the imperial physician present, Xia Linglong wouldn't die, so Lin Ping didn't need to intervene.

Some things need to be dealt with decisively; being indecisive will only put Lin Ping in a passive position.

"What does it have to do with me?" Lin Ping replied coldly, even turning around as if to see him off.

"Anyone who dares to hurt my son-in-law, I, Li Mingxuan, will be the first to not let them get away with it!" At this moment, Li Mingxuan rushed in like a madman, holding a broom in both hands. If you didn't know his personality, you would really think he was protecting a loyal servant.

Li Mingxuan wouldn't know the enemy was already far away? What a joke! Those shifty eyes of his are meant to spot danger.

"Where are they? Why did they all run away? They must have been scared away by the son-in-law's powerful aura!" Li Mingxuan said with a fawning smile.

Since we can't help repel the enemy, we can at least offer some flattery. This chrysanthemum-like face was born for flattery; it feels uncomfortable if it doesn't utter flattering words for a day.

"Look, there's another one here. Let's get rid of him," Lin Ping said, pointing at Xia Yeran. He really didn't want to have anything to do with the royal family.

He had indeed thought of helping the prefect rise to power, but now he realized how naive that idea was. Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger; how could a mere rookie in officialdom like him possibly handle it?

It is estimated that before he could wield absolute power, his talent was nipped in the bud due to his overly ambitious nature.

Li Mingxuan glanced at Xia Yeran and smiled contemptuously, probably thinking that the other party was powerless and that he could show off his loyal servant image once.

So he kept slamming the broom at Xia Yeran, cursing, "If you want to live, get out of here."

Xia Yeran was a refined gentleman, so why would he lower himself to Li Mingxuan's level? Coupled with Lin Ping's cold attitude, he wisely left.

He knew that Lin Ping was stubborn and wouldn't easily change his mind once he made up his mind, unless he could figure it out one day.

Too much explanation could backfire and cause Lin Ping extreme discomfort.

"Hmph, you're smart enough to know your place. If you had come any later, I would have broken your legs." Li Mingxuan said viciously, then slammed the door shut and immediately ran to Lin Ping to curry favor.

"Son-in-law, how is Da Ri performing?"

"Hmm, very good." Lin Ping nodded in satisfaction, even giving Li Mingxuan a thumbs up.

Li Mingxuan dared not take credit for it and continued to flatter, "It's all thanks to the son-in-law's excellent teaching."

"You can't say that." Lin Ping hurriedly waved his hand and said in a low voice, "You hit the prefect, you can't put the blame on me."

"Prefect? ​​That kid is the Prefect?" Li Mingxuan staggered back a few steps, his back pressed against the wall as he sat on the ground, panting in panic.

The position of Prefect is not low. Back in Jiangcheng, even Marquises had to show him respect, let alone a mere attendant like him.

Moreover, the prefect of Yingtian Prefecture is much more prestigious than the prefect of Jiangcheng Prefecture.

"Oh, right, he's also a prince," Lin Ping added, then strolled leisurely into the backyard, leaving Li Mingxuan alone with a flustered expression.

Covered in cold sweat, Li Mingxuan wanted to run out and apologize, but his weak legs couldn't support his exhausted body.

Is an apology still useful? Can you really take back what you've said? Can you drink the urine you've already urinated on?

The answer is, of course, no; even a child could figure that out.

Li Mingxuan suddenly felt that he had been tricked by Lin Ping, who was using him as a pawn. This son-in-law was not kind.

Kindness? Lin Ping couldn't even write those two words, so how could he know their meaning?

You, Li Mingxuan, always claim to be loyal, but in reality, you run faster than anyone else. Although you were ordered to stop Zhou Xiyin, where did you go after that?

Don't think I don't know that you're the one hiding under the wall spying.

Even the two medical apprentices, Zhao Ritian and Ye Liangchen, knew... Running away wouldn't help, it's just that you, Li Mingxuan, were too suspicious.

Lin Ping's keen eyesight is no joke; he sees everything, whether it's something he should or shouldn't.

If he wanted to, he could easily tell Zhou Xiyin how many moles she had.

"Two!" Lin Ping answered without hesitation.

Zhou Xiyin blinked her beautiful eyes repeatedly, asking in confusion, "What two? What does Young Master Lin mean?"

Lin Ping blushed and hurriedly explained, "It's only a quarter of an hour, why are you in such a hurry?"

She was indeed worried about Lin Ping, and after he saw through her, her face flushed and she couldn't help but let out a few coquettish sighs.

"That person was actually the Crown Prince?" After calming down, Zhou Xiyin asked worriedly.

Ever since she met Lin Ping, she seems to have been living a life of constant danger, beating up a rich kid one day, an official's son the next, and even a prince the day after.

This is a matter of life and death, not to be taken lightly. Under heaven, only Lin Ping possesses such extraordinary abilities.

"So what if he's the Crown Prince? He has to pay the price for his mistakes," Lin Ping replied coldly, completely disregarding the Crown Prince.

Zhou Xiyin roughly knew his personality, so she didn't ask any more questions. Since the fight had already happened, asking wouldn't make a difference. She couldn't very well apologize to him.

Even if I went, I'm afraid I wouldn't be forgiven, and might even suffer greater humiliation.

"That person..." Zhou Xiyin suddenly stammered, her expression becoming somewhat unnatural. Finally, she mustered her courage and asked, "Is she your wife?"

She was indeed forcibly dragged back to the backyard by Li Mingxuan, but she kept an eye on the situation in the main hall. Naturally, she noticed the woman in white and also saw Lin Ping's gleaming eyes.

Using her woman's intuition, Zhou Xiyin deduced that the other person was Jiang Yunying, the one who filled Lin Ping's heart.

Lin Ping understood what she meant. He didn't want to upset her, but he still nodded unconsciously and said, "That's right, she is the wife I'm willing to risk my life to find."

Lin Ping has absolutely no experience in matters of the heart; he's a typical straight man.

He could have simply nodded and moved on from the topic; he shouldn't have insisted on adding that last sentence, which was clearly meant to hurt and upset Zhou Xiyin.

"Is that so?" Zhou Xiyin's voice was somewhat low, then she quickly raised her head. "But she doesn't seem to intend to stay."