After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife married the living devil

Lin Yanxia's eyes widened in fear as if she had seen a ghost, and her lips trembled.

"you……"

Lin Yanyu casually pinched her jaw, stared at her trembling eyes intently, and asked in a low voice with a smile: "Is it better than the twenty slaps I received every day in Xiansheng Temple? Is it better than eating rotten rice? Or is it better than kneeling for several hours every day to repent?"

"What's wrong with you? You also..."

Lin Yanxia screamed in disbelief: "...It's you!?"

Lin Yanyu's lips curled up slightly, her smile charming yet ambiguous.

"Yes, you never expected that, my dear sister. I was the one who asked people to give you twenty slaps every day. I also asked them to only give you rotten rice and kneel in front of the Buddha for four hours every day until you die. I thought you would repent, but I didn't expect that even the Buddha couldn't save a fool like you."

Lin Yanxia used both hands to pry her sister's hands apart, shaking her head left and right to try to break free, while yelling, "You bitch! I only regret that I didn't kill you before! Why didn't I kill you!"

Lin Yanyu pinched her jaw hard, pushed her back onto the bed, held her down with her whole body, and said softly in a low voice:

"I only hate you now, such a stupid and vicious pig. Why did you die so early? Haven't you been waiting for Mr. He to take you back to the mansion to be the old lord?"

Lin Yanxia stopped struggling instantly, kindness welled up in her eyes, and she said in confusion: "Yes, Ping'er! My Ping'er! Why didn't he come to pick me up?!"

The uncle of the He family in the previous life was called He Yeping.

"Speaking of Ping'er...Sister, I also want to thank you for giving birth to such a good son for me. Not only does he look like me, but he is also a filial son praised by the emperor."

"You don't know, when I was sick, he never asked anyone else to help me. He personally served me medicine until I recovered. To celebrate my recovery, he even invited a troupe to perform a whole day of opera in the mansion. It seems like it happened right before my eyes."

"Let me think about it. When did this happen?"

Lin Yanyu tilted her head as if thinking, then looked at the people below and smiled gently: "I remember it, the eighteenth day of the winter month of the thirty-seventh year of Chengjing."

"What a coincidence! It was the day my sister died."

Lin Yanxia's tears welled up, her expression was ferocious, and she roared, "You bitch! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you! Why didn't Huang Erhu, that rubbish, sell you to the cheapest brothel! Let you be trampled on by thousands of people and ridden by tens of thousands of people!"

She kicked with her legs and tore with her hands, like a madman, and was about to be held down.

Lin Yanyu raised one corner of her mouth, grabbed her hair, dragged her off the bed, and said softly: "Don't you care about your face the most? You always complain that your mother didn't give birth to you pretty enough?"

"Then you should return it to mother."

"Snapped--!"

There was a sound of shattering, followed by a scream.

"Ah——! My face! My face!"

What Mr. Lin and his mother saw when they broke into the room was food and broken porcelain all over the floor. The younger daughter had blood all over her face and was strangling the older daughter with a ferocious look on her face.

She cursed viciously: "Bitch! I'll kill you! Why didn't Huang Erhu kill you! Why don't you die!"

Seeing that his eldest daughter's eyes were rolled back, Mr. Lin shouted hurriedly, "Yanxia! Let go! This is your sister." He stepped forward to stop her, but the younger daughter's hand was like an iron clamp and she refused to let go.

Just as he was sweating profusely and didn't know what to do, he saw his little daughter slowly lying down, followed by his wife, who was pale, had red eyes, and was holding a rolling pin.

"Old man, go get the best doctor in town now."

Seeing that Mr. Lin was still staring at her blankly, she yelled, "What are you standing there for? Go now!"

After Mr. Lin left, his mother helped her younger daughter, who was lying on the ground with blood on her face, onto the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her older daughter, who was coughing non-stop.

"Tell me what's going on."

Lin Yanyu felt that her mother's attitude was a little abnormal. She suppressed her urge to cough, slowed down her breathing, and said, "I came to bring food to my sister. She has made my parents worried recently, so I wanted to give her some advice. By the way, I wanted to ask if there was any misunderstanding about Huang Erhu. I thought, she is my biological sister, how could she hurt me? I haven't had time to ask yet..."

"My sister asked me to persuade you to help her and He Zhiyuan get together, saying that if I didn't persuade her, I wouldn't be worthy of being her sister. But I was embarrassed about this matter, so I refused. Who would have thought..."

Lin Yanyu's eyes instantly turned red, she lowered her eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Who knew that my sister would throw her bowl away, saying that I was vicious and that I was not worthy of being her sister because I didn't help her and He Zhiyuan get together."

"I asked her if she wanted to give up her own sister for He Zhiyuan? She got so angry that she rushed over and tried to hit me, but ended up falling down. She also wanted to strangle me to death, saying that as long as I died, she could marry her big brother He..."

Mother Lin held her forehead with her hand and swayed her body. Lin Yanyu immediately rushed forward.

"mother!"

Mother Lin pushed Lin Yanyu's hand away and smiled weakly.

"Mom is fine, Zhizhi, you've suffered. It's all my fault. I didn't teach Yanxia well. Don't worry, I'll just lock her up in the future and won't let her go out and hurt others again."

Then, she stood up and said, "Zhizhi, take good care of Yanxia. Mother is a little tired, so I'm going to rest first."

As soon as Mother Lin reached the door, she fell to the ground as soft as noodles under Lin Yanyu's worried gaze.

"Mom! Mom, wake up!"

Tonight is destined to be a chaotic night for the Lin family.

Mr. Lin hurried over with a doctor and examined Lin Yanxia's face first. The doctor stroked his beard and shook his head, saying:

"The wounds on this girl's face are too deep. I'll prescribe some medicine for her later. Clean the wounds and apply them externally and internally every day. Do not scratch or touch water to prevent ulceration. Scars are definitely left. Even the best skin-growing ointment will be useless. We'll see if the scars can fade over time."

The doctor lowered his head to write the prescription, and reminded: "Family members, remember to counsel this girl well. It is best not to put a bronze mirror in the room during this period, so as not to stimulate the patient's emotions."

Mr. Lin took the prescription and nodded in agreement, then hurriedly asked the doctor to take his mother's pulse.

"You are so angry that you are depressed and sick. You need to stay in bed and rest. I will prescribe some tranquilizing pills for you. You must avoid extreme mood swings."

Mr. Lin thanked the doctor profusely and sent him away, not to mention how Lin Yanyu took care of Lin's mother.

After seven or eight days, Lin's mother felt better and was in a much happier mood. She ignored her daughter's objections and picked persimmons in the yard to make persimmon cakes.

At this moment, I heard Auntie Pang calling at the door: "Is Meiying home?"

As soon as Lin's mother opened the door, Auntie Pang took Lin's mother's hand and said, "Meiying, you have lost weight. I have nothing to do today, so I came over to talk to you."

Aunt Pang was grateful for the kindness of Lin's mother when her daughter had the accident. She had visited her before, but at that time Lin's mother was bedridden and not in good spirits, so it was inconvenient to disturb her to rest. Now seeing that she is in much better spirits, she can't help but feel happy for her.

"Her Fat Aunt, come in and sit down quickly. Zhizhi, move a stool for your Fat Aunt."

Mother Lin warmly invited people into the yard and took out the soft persimmons that had been dried earlier and handed them to Aunt Pang.

"Sit down and eat a persimmon with a oozing core. This year, there are too many persimmons on the persimmon tree at home, so I wanted to pick them all and make persimmon cakes so that I can share some with you and eat them during the New Year."

Auntie Pang took the persimmon and said angrily, "Meiying, you just can't sit still. Yanyu, why don't you take care of your mother and let her rest for a few more days."

"How can I control her, aunt? Don't you know my mother?" He put down the bamboo stool and said with a smile, "It's still you, Fatty, who has to talk about her."

“Wild goose…”

Sitting down with the persimmon in her hand, Aunt Fat looked at Lin Yanyu and seemed to be hesitant to speak. Ever since the marriage between the He and Lin families was called off, she had heard some rumors, all of which were not very good, and she was a little worried.

But Meiying's health had just improved, so she thought for a moment and then changed the subject.

"It's okay. I haven't seen you for a few days. You look even more beautiful. By the way, where's Yanxia? Why don't I see her?"