When Lin Shangshu woke up, it was already midnight.

Candles were lit in the room, illuminating the whole room like daylight. Madam Shangshu sat in front of the bed with red eyes, looking at Shangshu Lin with worry on her face.

When she saw that Lin Shangshu was awake, Mrs. Shangshu couldn't hold it any longer. She rushed towards him and cried and said: "Master, you are finally awake. You almost scared me to death!"

Lin Shangshu looked at his crying wife in front of him, his eyes blank for a moment, and he soon remembered everything that happened before falling asleep.

His expression changed, and he raised his hand to touch his aching forehead, which had been treated with medicine and bandaged with gauze.

Mrs. Shangshu quickly reached out and grabbed his wrist: "Don't move, but don't touch the wound again."

With that said, he picked up the warm water that had been prepared beside him and handed it to Lin Shangshu: "Drink some water first."

Lin Shangshu took the water glass and drank slowly bit by bit.

Mrs. Shangshu hesitated for a moment, then asked softly: "Master, what happened? Your Majesty has always relied on you, why did he treat you like this today?"

After speaking, there was a bit of resentment in his tone.

Lin Shangshu glanced at his wife coldly, and his wife immediately changed her expression, pursed her lips and remained silent.

Lin Shangshu put down the tea cup in his hand, took a long breath, and said slowly: "If Your Majesty hadn't wanted to use me, I wouldn't be able to come back today."

Not only could he not come back, but even Lin Qingqing in the palace could not die well.

Mrs. Shangshu's expression changed instantly, and she finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

"What's going on?" Mrs. Shangshu asked in a deep voice.

Lin Shangshu sat up and got out of bed and said, "I did something I shouldn't have done and angered His Majesty. According to His Majesty's temperament, it is a blessing that I can still stand here well."

Mrs. Shangshu looked at him wearing shoes and clothes, and was a little anxious: "Where are you going in the middle of the night? You just got injured, you should take good care of yourself."

Lin Shangshu put his coat on his body, fastened his belt with quick movements, and said in a deep voice: "Go to the Ministry of Accounts, calculate the accounts, and see how much money can be paid to Your Majesty. Even if it is not enough, I will collect enough."

The Shangshu's wife looked at him in shock. "You, you are against His Majesty going to war, aren't you? For such a long time, you have never given in. Why are you now..."

Lin Shangshu tied up his belt, looked up at Madam Shangshu, and said slowly: "Qingqing's life is still in the hands of others, how can I not obey?"

Madam Shangshu: "Did Qingqing get into trouble?"

Lin Shangshu frowned, and then let out a long sigh: "That child was spoiled by me... Now that he has grown up, his wings have become stiff, and he refuses to listen to me."

If Lin Qingqing had listened to him and not provoked the eldest prince, then the situation between their father and daughter would not have been so difficult. Even if he did something wrong, according to His Majesty's temperament, he would never implicate Lin Qingqing.

However, Lin Qingqing was disobedient.

Mrs. Shangshu also knew what kind of personality her daughter had. Her eyes turned red when she heard this. She tugged on Lin Shangshu's sleeves and said with a choked voice, "No matter what, she is our daughter. You can't just die without saving her."

Lin Shangshu shook his wife's hand and said softly: "Don't worry, she is my child, can I still ignore her?"

"Stay well at home and don't think too much. I'll take care of everything."

After Lin Shangshu finished speaking, he took his companions and rushed to the Ministry of Finance at night.

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