"Rebellious girl, look at me if I don't teach you a lesson today!"

Lin Pengsheng raised his stick and was about to hit Lin Zhiyu on the body.

Lin Zhiyu could only save himself, raised his head and said:

"Dad, my daughter advises you to think carefully before fighting."

Lin Pengsheng's hand stopped in mid-air, his eyes full of confusion.

I want to beat my child, why should I think about it?

Aunt Zhang on the side immediately pretended to persuade her and said: "It is the son's fault that he does not teach his mother. Her temper is all my fault. Mr. Prime Minister, please beat me, lest she cause a huge disaster in the future and bring down the Prime Minister's house."

As soon as she said this, Lin Pengsheng became even more angry and cursed directly: "I will teach you a lesson today!"

With that said, he raised his stick to hit Lin Zhiyu again.

"stop."

As the voice fell, Lin Qin appeared in front of everyone.

She held Buddhist beads in her hand, wore a navy blue dress, her black and white hair was held up by a wooden hairpin, and there was not a single valuable thing on her body.

Although it looks extremely simple, it is full of nobility.

"Do you want to beat her to death?"

She held the Buddhist beads in her hand and looked at Lin Zhiyu with distressed eyes.

Following her gaze, the boys who had been pressing Lin Zhiyu just now relaxed their grip and stepped aside.

"grandmother."

Lin Zhiyu's nose felt sour, and she hugged Lin Qin, tears falling heavily.

"I am scared."

Lin Zhiyu didn't know what happened to her. The moment she saw Lin Qin, she burst into tears.

"Good boy, don't be afraid, grandma will protect you."

As she spoke, she glared at Aunt Zhang.

"Mother, what are you doing here?"

Lin Pengsheng was very dissatisfied with the appearance of Mrs. Lin.

"You have been worshiping Buddha for many years and you have never asked about family affairs. Who has such a long tongue and chewed the end of it from you?"

Lin Pengsheng said, his threatening eyes falling on Lin Xiaolian.

Lin Xiaolian was so frightened that she quickly shrank her head.

"Here I go, are you going to beat her to death today?"

Mrs. Lin's eyes fell on Lin Pengsheng's stick, "When your sister passed away, how did you promise her?"

After saying that, she didn't even look at Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang was extremely aggrieved and wanted to come forward to explain, but she heard Lin Qin say again:

"Let's go, grandma will take you away. I'll see who dares to stop you."

Mrs. Lin couldn't help but said.

Everyone was stunned for a while.

The servants on one side looked at Lin Pengsheng and then at Aunt Zhang, but in the end no one dared to step forward.

Lin Zhiyu hugged the old lady's arm, made a face at Aunt Zhang and Lin Minghua, and left happily.

Aunt Zhang was almost furious looking at the backs of the old lady and Lin Zhiyu.

Although she is Lin's aunt, she is the only mistress of Lin's house.

It doesn't matter if Old Mrs. Lin doesn't like her, and it doesn't matter if she doesn't give her the power to run the family. How long can the old lady live?

As long as the food and drink cost her a lot of money, she would be too lazy to take care of the house, and she would work so hard that she would not be able to live well.

She only needs to be responsible for taking care of Lin Pengsheng and make him obey her words and not marry or take concubines.

What's more, the old lady pretends to be in charge of the house, but actually she doesn't let the people around her take care of the house?

Since she is a servant butler, she still has the final say in everything in this mansion.

What she just couldn't figure out was why the old lady who always didn't care about household affairs suddenly changed?

Are you still so biased towards Lin Zhiyu?

She remembered that when her cousin died, the old lady wanted to support Lin Zhiyu. After she signaled Lin Zhiyu to refuse, the old lady didn't say anything. Moreover, the two of them had rarely interacted with each other for so many years, so why did they suddenly care so much?

"Master Xiang, if my mother protects her like this, I'm afraid my life will be difficult in the future..."

Aunt Zhang said with tears in her eyes.

Lin Pengsheng's expression immediately turned ugly following her words.

Pulling Aunt Zhang, she went to stop Mrs. Lin and Lin Zhiyu.

"Mother, I won't ask why you protected her, but she must apologize today."

Lin Pengsheng blocked Mrs. Lin's way.

"Don't think I don't know about Zhang Shuang'er and your little thoughts."

"There are some things I don't want to reveal, just to save you some face. Don't go too far."

Lin Qin protected Lin Zhiyu behind her and did not give Lin Peng any face.

"Mother, Shuang'er and I...we are also doing it for the good of the Lin family!" Lin Pengsheng argued.

"You can all imagine such things as substitute marriage. How can you say it's for the benefit of the Lin family?"

Seeing that Lin Pengsheng was still quibbling, Lin Qin couldn't help but sneered.

Just as Lin Pengsheng was about to speak, he was interrupted by Lin Qin: "I won't mention what happened back then. Now you want Zhiyu to enter the palace for her sister, unless I die."

After saying that, without waiting for Lin Pengsheng to speak, he took Lin Zhiyu and left.

Aunt Zhang looked at Old Mrs. Lin's back, her face turned green with anger.

Lin Minghua took a step forward and wanted to speak, but Zhang Shuang'er grabbed him. She cried to Lin Pengsheng:

"Master Prime Minister, my poor Hua'er, she, she can't marry into the prince's palace, what will she do in the future? Do I, a useless mother, just watch them being torn apart..."

After listening to Zhang Shuang'er's words, Lin Pengsheng thought of himself back then and couldn't help but frown.

Regarding his mother's attitude, he could only hold his hands tightly. After a moment, as if he thought of something, he patted Aunt Zhang on the shoulder and said:

"Don't be anxious, things are not at the last stage, everything is possible."

At worst, when his two daughters get married tomorrow, he drugged Lin Zhiyu and stuffed them into the sedan chair going to the palace.

"Master Xiang, is there anything you can do?"

Zhang Shuang'er immediately burst into tears and laughed, looking at Lin Pengsheng with admiration in his eyes.

Lin Pengsheng patted her hand and comforted:

"Don't worry, you will know when the time comes."

……

In the room.

Lin Minghua looked unhappy.

"Mom, why didn't you let me talk to dad just now?"

"Silly boy, you said it was an affair, but I said it was his thorn in the side."

Zhang Shuang'er caressed Lin Minghua's face lovingly.

Lin Minghua looked surprised.

"Mom, you mean...?" Seeing Zhang Shuang'er nodding, his face was full of smiles.

"Hey, what a sin. If it weren't for Zhou Tingchen's improper position and Zhou Zijin's military power, my mother would think that joining the palace as a queen would be much better than being a princess."

Zhang Shuang'er couldn't help but sigh.

"Mother, you also know that his position is not right. How many days can the emperor remain in power?"

"Besides, how can he compare to my brother Zijin? My brother Zijin was only thirteen years old when he led troops to fight, but he was a general who never lost. He held a heavy army and was extremely brave."

"And what about him? He was so frightened that he cried when I accidentally pushed him into the lake. He was also sick for a long time. As he is, how can he compare to my brother Zi Jin?"

"Besides, I really like brother Zijin."

After Lin Minghua finished speaking, he hugged Zhang Shuang'er's waist and buried his head in her arms, acting like a little daughter acting coquettishly.

Zhang Shuang'er patted her head lovingly and said with a smile:

"Okay, okay, mother already knows. Didn't your father promise you that he will definitely help you?"

"You can wait to marry into the prince's palace tomorrow."

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