Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Lin Yan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then said to a guard: "After chasing that Xiaosi and the maid back, take them and Lin Fanghua to Dali Temple, and punish them for all the crimes they have committed." Explain clearly how to punish, and let the people from Dali Temple handle it."

Lin Shangshu glared when he heard this, "You are crazy! If your sister enters Dali Temple, how can she come out?"

Lin Yan sneered, "It's just that I can't get out!"

"you--"

Lin Shangshu was furious, "I don't expect you to plead for her, but if you send her to Dali Temple, how can she survive?"

Lin Yan said quietly: "That's none of my business!"

Seeing that Lu Yuan and Gu Panxia were silent, and seeing that Lin Yan, the only one who could ask Lu Yuan to move, was ignoring him, and then looking at Lin Fanghua who was already in a semi-crazy state, Lin Shangshu felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood. Almost didn't squirt.

At this moment, hurried footsteps came in, and a servant said to Lin Yan: "Eldest Young Master, both of them have been chased back!"

Lin Yan's eyes flashed, "Tie him up tightly and send him to Dali Temple in a while."

The servant said yes, turned around and went out.

At the critical moment, Lin Fanghua, who was slumped on the ground, suddenly got up and ran straight towards the pillar on the side. Zhao Bin wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and Gu Panxia couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Hua'er!"

"Second girl!"

Lin Shangshu hurriedly stepped forward and picked him up, "Quick, recruit an imperial doctor, recruit an imperial physician!"

The imperial physician who was invited to diagnose Gu Panxia's pulse hurriedly came forward to ask for a favor.

"Physician, hurry, save her!"

The imperial doctor stepped forward to check, his expression changed, and then he shook his head.

"Hey! Please express my condolences, Lord Shangshu!"

"What did you say?"

Lin Shangshu stared at the imperial doctor in disbelief, thinking that he had heard wrongly.

"My head is already split and I have no energy left. Please forgive me for my helplessness!"

Lin Shangshu was stunned for a long time, then he hugged his daughter and burst into tears.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Lin Yan's lips. He hated his father more than he hated Lin Fanghua and his daughter. If it hadn't been for him, his mother would not have died, and his brother would not have suffered from so many years of illness.

He laughed at himself and whispered: "If he could cry for his mother like this when his mother passed away, maybe I wouldn't hate him so much!"

Wen Shucheng patted his shoulder as a silent comfort.

Lin Fanghua failed to frame the princess, and eventually committed suicide out of fear of guilt. The news was quickly spread. As for who spread the news, no one knew, and Gu Panxia ignored it.

This person is dead, and the grudges and grudges of the past have faded away.

Xiao Si and the maid were finally sent to Dali Temple. As for the outcome, no one knows.

Suddenly, what was originally a happy event turned into a funeral in the blink of an eye.

The second aunt was so sad because of the loss of her daughter that she became crazy. Even Lin Shangshu did not recognize her.

Lin Shangshu also aged several years instantly. Although he was only in his forties, he looked like a man in his fifties.

As soon as the news about Lin Fanghua came out, everyone was sighing. Some people felt lucky for Jin Shu that he did not marry such a vicious and vicious woman.

Of course, some people privately said that Gu Panxia and Lu Yuan were too cruel to push a young girl to death.

For a while, there were different opinions.

Of course, such things soon faded away with time, and Lin Fanghua disappeared from everyone's conversation.