After returning to the capital to farm, the abandoned concubine made a comeback.

The knocking startled Lin Qin from her reverie. An anxious voice came from outside: "Miss Lin, something terrible has happened! People from the yamen have come and say... that you embezzled disaster relief funds, and they want... they want to arrest you!"

Lin Qin's heart skipped a beat. Embezzled?

She didn't even see a trace of the disaster relief grain!

This is clearly a frame-up!

She quickly calmed down, took a deep breath, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

Ma bully, you really are ruthless!

"I understand, you can go now." Lin Qin forced herself to remain calm, closed the door, and her mind raced.

She immediately realized that it would be difficult for her to fight against the collusion between Ma the bully and the government on her own.

She needs help, she needs a powerful backer.

But in this unfamiliar place, who could she rely on?

A wave of despair washed over her, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, making her feel like she was suffocating.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug deep into her palms; the pain kept her sane.

No!

She can't just give up!

She still has babies to take care of and a farm to protect!

She must pull herself together and find a way to deal with this crisis!

She began pacing back and forth in the room, trying to calm herself down and analyze the current situation.

She first had to figure out how Ma, the bully, colluded with the government and what so-called "evidence" they possessed.

Only when you know yourself and the enemy can you fight without danger.

She remembered the fortune teller she had met in town before; he was said to be well-informed, and perhaps she could get some useful information from him.

With that in mind, she immediately decided to head to town, hoping to find a glimmer of hope.

She quickly packed her things, pushed open the door, and saw a tall and imposing figure standing outside.

The moonlight shone on his face, outlining his sharply defined features.

"Why are you here?" Lin Qin asked in surprise.

The person who arrived smiled slightly, his tone gentle yet firm: "I've come to take you back to the capital."

"Back to Beijing?" Lin Qin was stunned. "Now?"

"Yes." He nodded. "Now."

"But...but I..." Lin Qin wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the person who came.

“I know what you’re worried about,” he said, gently stroking her cheek. “Don’t worry, I’m here for you.”

His eyes were deep and gentle, as if they possessed a magical power, gradually calming Lin Qin's initially flustered heart.

She looked at him, and a strange sense of security welled up inside her.

“Okay,” she finally nodded, “I’ll go with you.”

However, just as they were about to leave, a sudden burst of noisy footsteps and shouts came from afar: "Catch them! Catch the assassin!"

The newcomer's expression changed, and he quickly shielded Lin Qin behind him, his sharp gaze sweeping towards the direction from which the voice came.

"It seems someone doesn't want us to leave..." His tone was icy, tinged with murderous intent.

Lin Qin gripped his sleeve tightly, a sense of foreboding rising within her...

"Protect the princess!"

Upon learning of Lin Qin's predicament, Zhu Ling raised an eyebrow and sneered, "That bully Ma, he's really asking for trouble!" He immediately used the power of the Prince's Mansion to write a letter and send it to the government office.

The letter contained only a few words, yet each word carried immense weight, exuding an unquestionable authority.

The officials in the yamen were already afraid of death, and now that the prince was personally involved in the matter, how could they dare to favor Ma the bully?

They were so frightened that they ran away in terror, and quickly changed their stories, saying it was all a misunderstanding and that they had been deceived by Ma the bully.

The speed at which he changed his face was faster than turning the pages of a book, making it arguably the highest level of face-changing in Sichuan opera.

Ma the bully's backer collapsed instantly, and he panicked, running around in circles like an ant on a hot pan.

Seeing this unexpected turn of events, Lin Qin felt a spark of hope ignite in her heart, and a cold smile crept onto her lips.

However, Ma, that old fox, was no pushover.

Although he had lost the protection of the government, he was still unwilling to give up. He led a rabble of thugs and came to the farm's gates, shouting menacingly, "Lin Qin! Get out here! Don't think you're so great just because you have a prince backing you up! I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

Upon hearing this arrogant shout, a cold glint flashed in Lin Qin's eyes.

She's not someone to be trifled with!

She took a deep breath and led the villagers out of the farm to confront Ma and his gang.

The two sides were on the verge of exploding, the tense atmosphere was about to erupt, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Although the villagers were afraid, Lin Qin's encouragement spurred them on, and they gripped their hoes and sickles, ready to fight the bully Ma to the death.

Lin Qin stared coldly at Ma the bully, a mocking smile playing on her lips: "Ma the bully, how long do you think you can remain arrogant? Today, I'll show you what 'evil begets evil' truly means!"

She pulled a thick stack of papers from her sleeve and slowly unfolded them under Ma the bully's astonished gaze...

"These are all evidence of your crimes."

The stack of papers in Lin Qin's hand fluttered in the wind, like a death warrant from Ma the bully.

Each sheet of paper records the countless crimes committed by Ma, the local bully: seizing farmland, oppressing the people, evading taxes...

Each and every one of these incidents is shocking and outrageous.

"You bully Ma, do you think you can get away with all those despicable things you've done?" Lin Qin's voice was clear and powerful, like a resounding slap across Ma's face.

"You really think you're someone important? I think you're just a complete 'outlaw Zhang San'!"

The villagers, initially somewhat fearful, were instantly enraged upon seeing the evidence. They pointed at Ma, the local bully, and hurled insults: "Ma, you bastard! You've stolen all the crops we've worked so hard to grow!" "Give me back my land! Give me back my son's life!"

Ma the bully's face turned pale and then red. He wanted to argue, but he couldn't find a way to do so.

He was like a plucked rooster, his ugly face exposed to the sunlight, with nowhere to hide.

Even his own men began to whisper among themselves, their eyes filled with doubt and unease.

"Don't listen to her nonsense!" Ma the bully roared, his voice trembling with fear. "This is all fabricated! She's deliberately framing me!"

"Forgery?" Lin Qin sneered. "Ma, you think we're fools? This evidence is all signed and sealed, in black and white, you can't deny it!"

Just then, a tall and imposing figure appeared in the crowd, like a god descending to earth, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

He walked to Lin Qin's side, gently took her hand, and a hint of tenderness appeared on his usually cold face.

"Qin'er, don't be afraid, I'm here." Zhu Ling's voice was deep and magnetic, like a warm current flowing into Lin Qin's heart.

Lin Qin looked at Zhu Ling, her heart filled with gratitude and love.

She knew that no matter what happened, he would stand by her side, protect her, and support her.

The surrounding villagers smiled kindly at the sight, knowing that Lin Qin had found a shoulder to lean on, a good man to whom she could entrust her life.

"Your Highness..." Ma the bully's voice trembled.

Zhu Ling's icy gaze swept over Ma the bully and his men, his tone carrying an undeniable authority: "Ma the bully, do you have anything else to say?"

Ma the bully's lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.

He knew that he had reached his limit.

"Men," Zhu Ling's voice was as cold as ice, "seize Ma the bully and his accomplices!"

"Wait!" A shrill voice suddenly rang out...

Master Song squeezed through the crowd, a fawning smile plastered on his face: "Your Highness, please calm down! I have something to say!" He trembled as he pulled a land deed from his pocket and held it high above his head: "This farm originally belonged to Master Ma! It was this Lin family who, relying on Your Highness's favor, forcibly seized it!" Master Song's move, cutting off the source of the problem, instantly reversed the previously one-sided situation.

The villagers looked at each other, discussing amongst themselves.

Lin Qin was also stunned; this land deed…

She had never seen it before!

Zhu Ling frowned slightly, staring sharply at Master Song: "Is this true?"

Master Song straightened his back and said with certainty, "It's absolutely true! I'm willing to stake my life on it!" He secretly glanced at Ma the bully, a sly glint in his eyes.

Seeing this, Ma the bully immediately perked up and pointed at Lin Qin, shouting, "Your Highness, you must investigate this thoroughly! This woman is a fraud! She not only seized my farm, but also embezzled disaster relief funds. She is guilty of heinous crimes!" He became more and more agitated as he spoke, as if he were the victim.

Lin Qin was so angry that she trembled all over. Her ability to distort the truth was truly astonishing!

She was about to retort when Zhu Ling stopped her.

Zhu Ling took the land deed, examined it carefully, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He threw the land deed at Ma the bully's feet and said in an icy tone, "Master Ma, this land deed of yours is probably fake, isn't it?"

Ma the bully and Master Song's expressions changed drastically, as if they had been struck by lightning, and they stood there dumbfounded.

"How...how did you know?" Ma the bully stammered, his eyes filled with fear.

Zhu Ling sneered and did not answer. Instead, he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve. When he unfolded it, it was evidence that Ma the bully had forged the land deed!

It turned out that Zhu Ling had long anticipated that Ma the bully would play tricks, and secretly sent people to investigate the origin of the land deed and obtained conclusive evidence.

Now, Ma the bully and Master Song were completely dumbfounded. They never expected that Zhu Ling had made preparations all along.

“Bully Ma, Clerk Song,” Zhu Ling’s voice was like a judgment from hell, “Do you know your crimes?”

Ma the bully and Master Song collapsed to the ground, like deflated balloons, no longer daring to be arrogant.

"Men, take them away and await their fate!" Zhu Ling ordered. The guards rushed forward, tied up Ma the bully and Master Song, and dragged them away.

Upon seeing this, the villagers erupted in thunderous cheers.

Lin Qin's farm finally returned to peace, and she became a hero of the farm.

Her relationship with Zhu Ling deepened, and a happy atmosphere filled the air.

After the crisis, the farm is thriving.

Looking at the bountiful harvest before her, Lin Qin felt a surge of joy and satisfaction.

However, she knew that other challenges might lie ahead.

She gazed into the distance and murmured to herself, "It seems I must plan ahead..." She turned to Zhu Ling and said, "I've thought of something..."