She was buried alive at the start, but she's determined to smash her ex-husband's head in

Pei Zhaoan had announced his intention to catch the flower thief beforehand, and the people were most interested in this kind of thing. They were already eager to join in the fun and flocked to the vicinity of the teahouse. Now that they had seen such a big scene with their own eyes, they thought the flower thief had been caught. How could they not be excited?

Unlike other thieves and murderers, flower thieves specifically target beautiful women, and the fact that they don't kill anyone is the best topic of conversation among the people.

Ye had only been at Tianxiang Tower for a short time and was still somewhat embarrassed in front of Lin Qingwei. She didn't even dare to pick up her chopsticks and was very uneasy, wondering what Lin Qingwei wanted to do by inviting her out.

Seeing the waiter who came to serve the dishes was like seeing a relative, and they started chatting with him.

"What's going on over there? There's a huge, dark mass of people."

The servant said with a grin, "Two months ago, a womanizer from the south fled to the capital. Judging from the looks of it, he's probably been caught."

Men treat these things as topics of conversation, but women genuinely start to worry.

Madam Ye patted her chest and said, "It's good that we caught him. If any family's daughter had been targeted by a lecherous thief, it would have been a big problem."

"Of course! This has even alarmed Lord Pei and Princess Huarong!"

Speaking of Pei Zhaoan, Madam Ye glanced at Lin Qingwei and noticed that she was in a very good mood, which made her secretly relieved.

After the servant left, silence fell again. Madam Ye was extremely nervous, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles. At this moment, Lin Qingwei spoke up: "Mother, don't be nervous. I asked you to come here to help me with something."

“Okay!” Madam Ye didn’t dare to ask any more questions, because she had no right to refuse.

In less than three months, her feelings for Lin Qingwei completely changed. From initial hatred, to worrying that her identity would be discovered by Prince Yong, to Lin Qingwei threatening her and forcing her to help her, she now both fears and respects Lin Qingwei.

Clearly, Lin Qingwei did not want to return to Prince Yong's side, so the thing she was worried about would not happen.

During this time, Lin Qingwei has never done anything to harm herself, Lin Xiuyao, or the Lin family. That's enough. She doesn't have the ability to drive Lin Qingwei away, nor does she dare to have such thoughts again.

She should actually feel fortunate to have such a daughter. She doesn't expect Lin Qingwei to forgive her for what she did before; she only hopes that she can get along with her peacefully.

Because she knew that Lin Qingwei could destroy herself at any time if she wanted to.

"Does Mother know who the flower thief and his victim are in the teahouse across the street?" Lin Qingwei asked Ye Shi with great interest.

Ye shook her head. She never cared about these things. She was in a hurry to leave today, and last night's events had made her quite angry, so she didn't have time to think about these things.

Lin Qingwei glanced at Ye Shi and, seeing that she was sitting very steadily, said, "The flower thief is Scholar Xu Hanzhang, and the one who was plucked is our third sister."

Ye nodded. "Oh, it's that Princess Huarong's future husband, and Lin Shuhui too."

Huh? It's Xu Hanzhang and Lin Shuhui!!!

Startled, Ye fell off her chair, and Chunqi, ever perceptive, stepped forward to help her up.

How did this get involved with Lin Shu-hui?! Could it be that Lin Shu-hui doesn't want to marry Liu Zi-zhen because she likes Xu Han-zhang?!

"Shouldn't Mother be happier? This is a good thing for us. Princess Huarong saw with her own eyes that her own person was having an affair with Lin Shuhui. Our third sister is probably in grave danger."

Looking into Lin Qingwei's smiling eyes, Ye felt a chill run down her spine and broke out in a cold sweat: "You did this?"

Lin Qingwei gave Ye a reproachful look and served her a bowl of soup: "Mother, what nonsense are you talking about? I've been buying gifts all day. Everyone on the street saw it. After I finished buying them, I came to have dinner with you. Where would we have found the time?"

"Yes, yes, Mother misspoke!" She hurriedly took the bowl of soup and drank it all in one gulp, not caring whether it was too hot for her mouth.

While feeling frightened by Lin Qingwei's methods, they were also secretly glad that they were on her side.

However, how did Lin Qingwei manage to bring these two completely unrelated people together?

Zhao Huarong poured a bucket of cold water on Xu Hanzhang, who was awakened by the splash. Because he had drunk a large dose of sleeping pills, his mind was still not clear after waking up.

"Princess? What brings you here?" He gave Zhao Huarong a gentle smile, completely unaware that he wasn't even wearing a shirt.

Zhao Huarong was so angry that her eyes were spitting fire, and the hairs on her body stood on end. She slapped Xu Hanzhang twice to bring him back to his senses.

"You dare ask me why I'm here?! What did you do with this slut?!"

"You slut? Oh no! He remembered! He and Awan were having a secret rendezvous here!"

Where is Awan?

He hurriedly went to look for Lin Qingwei, and his anxious appearance completely enraged Zhao Huarong.

Lin Shuhui had already been severely beaten by Zhao Huarong before Xu Hanzhang regained consciousness. A lot of her hair was scattered on the ground, her scalp was burning, her face was covered with slap marks and scratches from fingernails, and her body was almost covered with burns, with not a single unscathed spot.

Zhao Huarong didn't have the same patience for her as she did for Xu Hanzhang. Annoyed by her constant yelling, she covered her mouth and kicked her several times. She couldn't even vomit blood; it was all stuck in her throat and almost choked her to death.

At this moment, Lin Shuhui was being trampled under Zhao Huarong's feet like a footstool. Her hair was disheveled and covered her face, and tears were streaming down her face. She herself couldn't understand why she had become like this.

"Xu Hanzhang! I'm giving you a chance to explain why you were lying next to Lin Shuhui, disheveled!!!"

Lin Shu-hui? Not Lin Qing-wei!

Xu Hanzhang was still hesitating whether to say that Lin Qingwei had seduced him and that he had been tricked into this situation. He knew Zhao Huarong's temper; they wouldn't leave this place until someone died today.

But it was Lin Shuhui! The insignificant illegitimate daughter of the Lin family! How wonderful!

The predicament they were facing made them completely unaware of the possibility that Lin Qingwei might be behind it.

He immediately looked at Zhao Huarong with an extremely panicked expression, and his lies came out without hesitation.

"I don't know either! I must have been framed! I have never had any dealings with the Third Miss, so how could there be any affair? Today I just happened to remember that the princess likes to drink Longjing tea, so I came to this teahouse to bring some for her. Who knew that I would faint as soon as I entered the door."

Lin Shuhui let out a sobbing protest from her throat. What did he mean? He was saying she had deliberately set it up! Did he know that saying that could cost him his life?!

Zhao Huarong angrily increased the pressure on her foot, and Lin Shuhui's abdomen felt as if it had been run over by a wheel, the pain as if it were about to be torn in two.

"So, you were framed?"

Xu Hanzhang nodded frantically: "Yes! My heart for the princess is as clear as day and night. What is she? She is just a lowly concubine's daughter. How can she compare to the princess? I think that the Third Miss is unwilling to accept her status as a concubine's daughter and wants to climb up the social ladder, so she came up with this bad idea."