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

Lin Ping's heart skipped a beat.

When Zhou Xiyin was injured, he was blinded by anger and didn't think about the problem in depth.

Without asking any questions, they assumed Xia Linglong was a vicious woman.

Xia Yeran's words deeply moved him.

As the other party said, if Zhou Xiyin really married him, he didn't know what identity he should use to interact with her in the future.

Although the two are now husband and wife in name only, they have not actually gone through the wedding ceremony. Therefore, if Lin Ping proposes a divorce in the future, he will not feel too guilty.

Xia Linglong's behavior subtly changed Lin Ping.

At least he can be more at ease when facing Zhou Xiyin.

Xia Linglong is a high-ranking princess; she could have any good man she wanted. Why would she beg and plead to marry him? It's only because she was afraid he would be heartbroken and feel guilty.

"The reason she didn't discuss it with you beforehand was because she was afraid you would object. You have to admit that at that time, you cared more about Linglong than Miss Zhou."

"Moreover, she did not expect that the flower thief would have accomplices, let alone know that he would kidnap Miss Zhou."

Xia Yeran continued.

These words had been bottled up in his heart for a long time. He thought that Lin Ping was intelligent enough to understand them and didn't want to interfere in other people's relationships.

But now it seems that Lin Ping simply can't understand it.

If he doesn't intervene, Xia Linglong's life will be in danger.

Lin Ping paused slightly, his thoughts racing, Xia Linglong's image constantly flashing through his mind.

"You scoundrel, die!"

This was the first thing Xia Linglong said to Lin Ping, and it was also the first thing he said that he deserved.

With Jiang Yunying's protection, he took on far too much responsibility. He dared to touch the chest of a Jinyiwei (Imperial Guard), no wonder he was beaten to death.

Fate is always playing tricks on people. Xia Linglong kept saying she wanted to kill Lin Ping, but time and time again she risked her life to save him.

Lin Ping smiled slightly, but his heart was filled with sorrow.

"You just said that she would find some real and fake reasons to divorce me?"

"She'll tell you it's all an act for others, that she's in love with the general's son, and you'll most likely believe her."

Lin Ping was self-aware enough to know that his status was vastly different from Xia Linglong's; she should marry the son of the great general.

The couple's wedding ceremony was purely for the purpose of luring a womanizer.

"If this is a lie, then what is the truth?" Lin Ping continued to ask.

"The truth is that she will indeed marry the son of the great general, but not willingly; she will be forced by the king!"

Lin Ping knew that Xia Linglong had been betrothed when he was in Jiangcheng Prefecture, but at that time he did not know the other party's identity. Now that he thinks about it, it is indeed the current emperor who forced her.

"To hell with arranged marriages! So what if the king is so great? To me, Lin Ping, he's nothing but a fart!" Lin Ping said angrily, suddenly finding the courage to oppose the king.

Without this courage, how could he have fought against the Lotus Palace and rescued Jiang Yunying?

He hates arranged marriages by his parents the most, and for that reason, he dares to fight against fate!

It's so much fun!

"Come on, take me to the palace!" Lin Ping grabbed Xia Yeran and ran towards the door.

"elder brother……"

Lin Xiaomei called out helplessly from behind, not expecting Lin Ping to become so fast, even faster than her swordsmanship.

"Go and protect your sister-in-law. I'll be right back!"

After leaving behind a single sentence, Lin Ping was left with only his back to the camera.

"How exactly is the tomboy's condition?" Lin Ping asked anxiously along the way. Even if she really had contracted the plague, he wasn't entirely sure.

"The situation is terrible; a palace maid has already died."

Xia Yeran frowned and replied breathlessly that he really couldn't run anymore.

"Is it that serious?" Lin Ping's breath tightened.

He had a considerable understanding of the epidemic; although it spread rapidly, it rarely resulted in death.

However, if someone dies, even modern medical technology may not be effective.

Just like the SARS outbreak he experienced before his journey.

He didn't even want to know the cause of Xia Linglong's illness; he just wanted to see her as soon as possible and then find a solution.

"I don't care what kind of virus you are, you won't be able to hide under my left eye!"

Lin Ping's pupils kept changing. First, he could see the tiny dust particles in the air, and then he could clearly see bacteria and viruses.

With his own built-in microscope, he truly possessed the arrogance to treat epidemics.

"Slow down, I can't keep up," Xia Yeran said breathlessly, her hands on her knees as she gasped for air.

Why not take a horse-drawn carriage?

This is a soul-searching question.

Lin Ping was indeed anxious and running quite fast, but how long could he keep going? Faster than a carriage?

Therefore, panic leads to chaos!

Lin Ping calmed down and suddenly thought of an even more crucial question: "How do I get into the palace?"

The imperial palace is a sacred place; how could he be allowed to come and go as he pleased?

If you're lucky, the guards will kick you out; if you're even unlucky, you might get killed.

In response, Xia Yeran smiled faintly and said, "Do you remember what I said before? You will owe me three times!"

Xia Yeran did say that, and she did help Lin Ping twice. If she could get him into the palace, it would be the third time.

"If I cure the princess, how many favors will you owe me?" Lin Ping countered.

Xia Yiran seems to have gotten one thing backwards; now it's him begging Lin Ping, not the other way around.

"You seemed to have said that I would owe you more than three favors." Xia Yeran smiled mysteriously.

They originally wanted to work together to build a world together, but their relationship broke down because of Xia Linglong's incident. Now they can be said to have put an end to their past grievances.

"I, Lin Ping, always keep my word. You'll be too busy to count them all on two hands when the time comes," Lin Ping replied seriously.

Helping Xia Yeran is easy for him; he can get him into the imperial court in no time, and even let him sit on the heads of all the civil and military officials.

Whoever disobeys will be given more laxatives and made to sit on the other person's head and defecate continuously.

Xia Yeran found a carriage and had Lin Ping dress up as a page.

He needed to report his achievements to the king these past few days, and it would be really inconvenient without a pageboy by his side.

It seems that only Xia Yeran has the privilege of reporting his achievements directly to the king, as he is the king's nephew and a true member of the royal family.

As they approached the palace gate, the two disembarked from the carriage. Xia Yeran walked ahead with her head held high, while Lin Ping, dressed in a blue robe, walked behind with his head down.

This guy's acting skills are truly remarkable; he can portray a domineering and ruthless character, or a petty and submissive one.

Even though he was following behind Xia Yeran, Lin Ping was still searched. Luckily, he had put his crossbow on the carriage beforehand, otherwise he would never have been treated as an assassin.

The palace gates were only the first line of defense. As a lowly page, Lin Ping had no chance to enter the inner palace, let alone the princess's bedroom, which was already under martial law.