The daughter of the first wife is a black lotus, reborn and remarried to kill

Inside the door, Zhao Wan, who was holding a basin of water and looking confused, stood there and said apologetically, "Miss, are you okay? I'm really sorry, I didn't know there was someone outside."

Ling Ling wiped the water off her face, looked her up and down, and asked impatiently, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Zhao Wan was a little unhappy when Ling Ling questioned her arrogantly like a mistress, but she still lowered her head slightly and said, "I am the adopted sister of this family. I moved here two months ago."

Ling Ling's face was full of disbelief. Jiang Lin didn't have any stepsisters at all. Could it be that the person living in this house was not Jiang Lin?

So he had no choice but to curl his lips in dismay, turned around and prepared to leave.

Zhao Wan still felt a little guilty, so she handed over her silk cloth and said, "Miss, you should use this to wipe it."

Ling Ling turned around and glared at her unhappily. When she glanced at the silk in Zhao Wan's hand, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the lilies and mandarin ducks on it.

She recognized the silk. She had accidentally fallen off her horse and had a cut on her arm. Fu Bin had used the silk to bandage himself.

At that time, he blushed and stammered that he had embroidered it himself and intended to give it to her.

I even laughed at him, thinking that a tall and strong man could do needlework that only girls could do.

Fu Bin straightened his face because he had told him before that women in the world are no different from men.

What men can do, women can do too; similarly, what women can do, men can do too.

At that time, she still felt it was very boring. Just a casual remark of hers actually made this native ancient person disregard the educational philosophy she had received since childhood and embroider silk for her with his own hands.

But she herself didn't know how to do these things. After learning from Ling Ling's mother for a few months, she became impatient and stopped learning.

Later, she changed her mind and decided to secretly give this thing to Jiang Lin as a token of their love.

The last time I went to Beijing, I saw him carrying this thing with him. He treasured it very much.

She suddenly grabbed Zhao Wan's wrist and said fiercely, "Where did you steal this silk from? You despicable and shameless thief, give it back to me immediately!"

Zhao Wan was also annoyed by her behavior.

Although I didn't see her and it was my fault for splashing water on her, after all, I was the one living in this family's home. Even if I was wrong, I should be punished by the owner.

Who is this person in front of me? I was kind enough to wipe her with silk, but she turned around and accused me of being a thief.

"I'm not!" Zhao Wan angrily threw her hands, "This silk was given to me by my sister. She works as a housekeeper in this mansion and received a reward from the master, so she gave it to me."

Ling Ling was stunned. A reward from the master?

This means Jiang Lin actually still lives here, and this handkerchief... was a reward from him?

A trace of shame and anger flashed across Ling Ling's eyes. Well, this scumbag actually took advantage of her absence from Beijing to have an affair with other women outside, and even casually gave the token of love she gave him to someone else!

It turns out that what is described in those books is true, there is not a single scholar who goes to Beijing to take the imperial examinations who is not loyal!

Thinking of this, Ling Ling was already extremely angry and raised her foot to rush inside.

Zhao Wan tried to stop her from behind, but she was a few years younger than Ling Ling, so how could she be stronger than her?

Ling Ling still barged in rudely, but as soon as she entered the door, she was met with the elegant face of a woman.

"Sister!" Zhao Wan seemed to have found her backbone and went forward to hug Zhao Yu's waist.

Zhao Yu looked at her with a gentle smile. Although she was blaming him, there was no trace of blame in her tone: "I just punished you to empty the sewage, but you acted like a child."

Then she looked at Ling Ling, and the smile on her face suddenly disappeared. "I am the housekeeper here. May I ask who you are, young lady, and why are you breaking into a private house?"

Ling Ling was a little confused when she saw her. If she remembered correctly, she should be Li Shuyue's cannon fodder cousin. Wasn't she sent to the palace in the later period, and her end was miserable?

Why am I here and working as a housekeeper?

However, Ling Ling was not afraid. Instead, she crossed her arms and looked very confident.

"I want to see your master. Tell him to come out and see me!"

Zhao Yu frowned slightly in displeasure, then said softly: "Someone, kick this troublemaker out."

As soon as she finished speaking, two servants came up behind her and pretended to drive Ling Ling out of the door.

Ling Ling was shocked and pointed at Zhao Yu with a trembling finger: "How dare you! You dare to chase me away? Are you worthy of chasing me away?"

Zhao Yu snorted coldly: "You are so presumptuous that you dare to act like this in the residence of the top scholar. Do you think that I, Dawei, have no manners?"

Tan, Tanhualang?

The gloom in Ling Ling's heart was swept away by the word "Tanhua Lang".

"May I ask if the top scholar in the palace is Mr. Jiang Lin?"

"nature."

That’s great. Jiang Lin is the third place in the imperial examination, which means he must have met Emperor Hexi. I’m sure he will be brought into the palace and become the ninth prince soon.

Thinking of this, Ling Ling became even more proud.

"Then what are you still standing there for? Why don't you hurry up and welcome this lady, the top scholar, in?"

Zhao Yu, Zhao Wan and the two servants all stood there in a daze.

Zhao Yu couldn't believe what she heard, "What did you say?"

Ling Ling had traveled for several days just to get back to the capital, and had just been humiliated by the Zhao sisters. Now, having finally suppressed her anger, she looked unhappy.

"I say, hurry up and welcome this Tanhua wife in." Just an order was not enough, she ordered Zhao Wan, "And you, go prepare some rose petal water for me, I need to take a good hot bath."

Having said that, he dragged his exhausted body inside.

Zhao Yu couldn't bear it any longer, so she stopped her and pushed her to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Ling Ling cried out in pain.

Zhao Yu still had a stern face and said in a cold voice: "I don't know what nonsense the young lady is talking about. A legitimate Tanhua wife is pregnant, and where did another Tanhua wife come from? Could it be that she came here to pick a fight and deliberately throw dirty water on my master and mistress?"

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to lead Zhao Wan inside, and ordered the servants behind him: "What are you still standing there for? The Jiang family pays you so much money every month, not for you to just watch a thief come in and watch the fun!"

Before Ling Ling could react, she was picked up by two servants, one on each side, and thrown out like a piece of garbage.

She felt aggrieved and didn't believe that Jiang Lin and Li Shuyue couldn't hear such a loud noise in the yard.

Since he heard it, why didn't Jiang Lin come out to protect her?

Is it true, as that bitch said just now, that Li Shuyue is pregnant, so Jiang Lin has forgotten about his old lover?

But Ling Ling didn't know that Jiang Lin was indeed not in the house at the moment.

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The Imperial Palace, inside the Purple Palace.

Jiang Huaijing glanced nonchalantly at Jiang Lin, who was kneeling timidly below, and said lazily, "Forget it, Tanhualang, get up."