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

Seeing Liu's evasive expression and Li Qingqian staring at her with cold eyes, Shen Changyun knew that he had hit the nail on the head.

Li Qingqian turned her gaze away from Liu, "Since Madam doesn't know how to answer these two points, that means Ah Qian is right. In that case, I will take Changyun to the ancestral hall."

Before leaving, Shen Changyun took back the whip and threw it to Bai Qian with some regret, "Wash it for me when you go back. The Li Mansion's ancestral hall should not be convenient for too many people to go, so you just stay here and guard it."

Bai Qian put away the whip and said, "Yes, please rest assured, my lord."

Li Shuyue was finally able to help the unconscious Jiang Lin up, but she always felt that Shen Changyun, with his white hair, seemed to be monitoring someone.

Ever since Shen Changyun proposed to come to the Li Mansion to visit his father-in-law and mother-in-law, Li Qingqian had been thinking about taking him to the ancestral temple to pay homage to his mother's tablet.

In fact, what Liu said just now was not wrong. Dawei attaches great importance to filial piety. After they get married, no matter how much Shen Changyun loves him, Liu will be his mother-in-law in public.

Even if he returned home three days after the wedding, he could only meet Li Zhengkang and Liu, and the opportunities to meet his mother were very rare.

But Li Qingqian was a little unwilling. When Shen Changyun was around, she was always more willful than usual.

But she didn't want the rumors about Shen Changyun's absurd behavior in the capital to become more serious, so she could only bring him to meet her mother before the wedding.

"Mother, I have been worried about my marriage recently and haven't come to see you for a while. Look, this is my future husband, Shen Changyun, the son of the Duke of Zhenguo."

Only when facing the monument of "Li Cheng, the first wife of Li Zhengkang" did Li Qingqian reveal a sincere smile.

Seeing her happy, Shen Changyun also bowed respectfully towards the tablet and said, "Mother-in-law, please accept my greetings."

*

"Mr. Jiang, half of the three-day deadline we agreed on that day has already passed. You must return the 100 taels of silver you borrowed from Shu Yue, plus the 100 taels of silver you paid as compensation for taking a concubine before marriage, as agreed."

Liu said casually, holding the house deed that Jiang Lin returned today.

Li Zhengkang had just returned from court when he heard from the servants in the mansion that another servant had come to the mansion today. Although he was still upset about the affairs of the court, he restrained his expression and walked towards Qingzhu Hall.

But as soon as I walked to the door of Qingzhu Hall, I saw this scene:

Jiang Lin hunched his body, looking very humble, but there was obvious displeasure in his eyes.

He almost gnashed his teeth and said, "Madam, please rest assured. I am not a person who does not keep my promise. I will definitely collect the silver and return it to you tomorrow."

But only he himself knew that he could not afford even 20 taels of silver, or even 2 taels of silver, let alone 200 taels of silver given his current situation.

But Liu was still mocking and sneering, "I didn't want to marry Shu Yue to you at first. You have no ability and no family background. It's wishful thinking for you to marry Shu Yue, the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion. But Shu Yue likes you, and I love my daughter so much that I can't say anything. But I didn't expect you to be so unruly. Not only did you ask for money from your future wife before marriage, but you even dared to raise a girl privately, intending to take a concubine before marriage. You are really a bookworm!"

Liu's words were originally meant to humiliate Jiang Lin and make him remember to treat Shu Yue well no matter what, but the speaker was unintentional while the listener took it seriously.

Li Zhengkang, who was standing at the door, listened to these words and felt that Liu's first few sentences were all allusions to him.

In the past, he and his original wife loved each other very much, but his official position was not as high as it is now. He was blinded by power and married Liu as his second wife before his wife's body was cold.

He needed the Liu family's money to do things, so the Liu family naturally became his ladder to climb up.

Now Jiang Lin was even more absurd than him, but Liu's words were even more harsh in his ears.

"How dare you! You are the mistress of my Li Mansion, how can you be so unrestrained and say such vulgar words?"

Li Zhengkang walked into the room with a gloomy face and stared at Liu with cold eyes.

Liu was frightened by his momentum and her voice weakened: "Master...you are back?"

When Li Shuyue saw Li Zhengkang, she felt like she had found her backbone in an instant, and she rushed up to him and cried out, "Father, you have to make the decision for your daughter!"

Li Zhengkang was already upset, and now that he saw Li Shuyue was in trouble again, he became even more unhappy: "What trouble have you gotten into again?"

Li Shuyue felt aggrieved, but when she saw Li Qingqian and Shen Changyun walking towards them in the distance, talking and laughing, the resentment in her heart prompted her to say, "Jiang Lang came to return the house deed to my daughter today, but when he arrived at the gate of the Li Mansion, he ran into my sister and Master Shen returning home together. I don't know how he made my sister unhappy, so Master Shen wrapped a whip around Jiang Lang's neck and dragged him into Qingzhu Hall in front of all the servants in the mansion!"

Li Qingqian looked at Shen Changyun with a smile on her face, her face full of happiness.

Shen Changyun said with a doting smile on his face, "She had the best relationship with my mother when she was alive, so it's only natural to call her mother-in-law. Why bother saying thank you? Qianqian, between you and me, there's no need to say thank you forever."

After hearing what Li Shuyue said, Li Zhengkang turned around and saw that Master Shen was here too?

The two walked into Qingzhu Hall, and Li Qingqian saluted Li Zhengkang indifferently: "Hello, father."

Although Shen Changyun disliked Li Zhengkang, Li Qingqian did not show any deep hatred for Li Zhengkang, so he could only bow and salute properly: "Hello, Lord Li."

Li Zhengkang smiled and nodded at him, "Prince Shen. I am very happy that you are free today and can come to the Li Mansion to sit down."

The moment he saw Shen Changyun, Jiang Lin turned his head away somewhat unnaturally.

He is still a little afraid of Shen Changyun, but when he thinks of Li Qingqian, who should have liked him, smiling so happily and brightly at Shen Changyun, he feels unhappy again.

So he took over what Li Shuyue had just said and said, "May I ask Master Shen, what mistake did I make that caused you to humiliate me like this?"

"What's your fault?" Shen Changyun laughed so hard that his shoulders trembled. Then he straightened his mouth and looked at him with contempt. "Don't you know what's going on?"

Li Shuyue already had resentment towards Shen Changyun, and she also said to him: "It's obvious that Master Shen knows he can't compare to my Jiang Lang, so he deliberately humiliated him to vent his anger, and he's so righteous about it!"

Li Qingqian was listening at the side and laughed out of anger, "Fourth sister, what you said is really putting Young Master Jiang on the spot. Let me ask you, Chang Yun is the nephew of the current emperor, who is Young Master Jiang's background, and how could he be more noble than him? Could it be that..."

She drew out the last word and said nothing much, which made everyone present guess: He is more noble than his own nephew, so he must be the prince!

But how could Li Shuyue admit this at this time?

But if I cannot admit it, wouldn't what I said be tantamount to contempt for the emperor's authority?

Li Shuyue only blamed herself for speaking without thinking just to suppress the couple's arrogance and to satisfy her momentary desire.

Although she was annoyed, she just couldn't swallow this. Her future husband was obviously a prince, but now she had to restrain herself and be inferior to Li Qingqian and Shen Changyun.

Li Qingqian glanced at Li Shuyue who lowered her head and snorted coldly: "It seems that Fourth Sister doesn't know yet, that's okay, since father and madam are here, I can say the same thing. Just now at the gate of Li's house, the prince helped me get off the carriage, which was a very common thing, but it became 'unbecoming' in the mouth of Mr. Jiang. I also want to ask father, our family has fallen to such a state that even a scoundrel who owes money dares to make up stories about the Prime Minister's daughter?"

Li Zhengkang frowned unhappily and glared at Jiang Lin fiercely.

Shen Changyun is the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo and has the best relationship with the prince who is most beloved by His Majesty. Jiang Lin is a scholar with no achievements, so he naturally prefers what Li Qingqian says.

"Humph, I am the prime minister after all. I don't know why Mr. Jiang is dissatisfied with my Li Mansion. First, he took a concubine out of wedlock to humiliate my youngest daughter, and now he is slandering my eldest daughter with outrageous words. This marriage was arranged by my former wife and *** before she died. May I ask what Mr. Jiang is dissatisfied with?"

Jiang Lin knew he was being unreasonable, but in his heart he was angry because Li Qingqian was about to marry Shen Changyun, so he pointed at Li Qingqian's nose and said, "It's obviously your eldest daughter's fault. She is about to marry into the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, but she even gave me a hint of money in private. It's really...ah!"

Before he could finish his words, Shen Changyun took the whip from Bai Qian's hand, swung it out and hit Jiang Lin hard. He tied his hand that was pointing at Li Qingqian, and swung it out of the house. Jiang Lin flew out immediately.

"Ah——" Li Shuyue screamed in fright.

Li Qingqian glanced at her coldly, "If you don't want this whip to hit you too, shut up."