Married Thrice to Salted Fish

After Lin Qingyu and Chang Yang separated, they went back to Lanfeng Pavilion directly. Hualu told him what happened in the back garden.Afterwards, news came from Mianyue Pavilion that the Marquis of Nan'an interrogated Lu Qiaosong overnight. Most of the days are spent in the gentle countryside outside.

When Lu Qiaosong saw that the matter was revealed, he said that the people he was looking for were all pure men who sold their lives but not their performances, and being with them could not be recited poems, enjoyed wine and qin, and never violated the rules.

When the Marquis of Nan'an heard the word "they", he became even more furious, and immediately slapped Lu Qiaosong, punishing him to go to the clan ancestral hall for a day of self-reflection, and then confine him for another month.The Marquis of Nan'an also blamed Liang's anger on this matter, reprimanding her for not being good at raising her son, how could she take care of the huge Marquis's mansion if she couldn't even manage her own son.

Lin Qingyu heard the words and asked, "That's it? Is there anything else?"

Huantong shook her head: "No more."

Lin Qingyu sneered coldly: "In addition to introspection, it is grounded, which is boring."

"Young Master, Young Master," Hua Lu hurried out of the bedroom, "Master seems to be sick again!"

It's midsummer right now, Lu Wancheng was greedy for cold yesterday, and after eating two red grapes soaked in well water, he developed a fever half a day later.Fortunately, it was only a low-grade fever, Lu Wancheng was still awake, but his face was scary.

Lin Qingyu checked his pulse and asked, "Is the red grape delicious?"

Lu Wancheng nestled under the quilt, his eyes resentful: "It's delicious, so I couldn't hold back."

Lin Qingyu narrowed his eyes.

"Don't be angry," Lu Wancheng pulled Lin Qingyu's sleeve with the only strength in his body, "I know I was wrong—cough."

Lin Qingyu looked down at Lu Wancheng's thin, bony hands, and the original anger dissipated: "Next time you eat recklessly, I won't care about you anymore."

Lu Wancheng smiled weakly: "Your threat is too scary, I'm so scared."

Lin Qingyu was too lazy to know the patient, so he sat down at the table and wrote a prescription for Lu Wancheng.

Lu Wancheng lay on the bed and sighed: "Why do I get sick every time I pretend a little? This is God telling me that I am only suitable for lying flat."

"No." Lin Qingyu said ruthlessly, "God is telling you to eat less ice."

With Lu Wancheng's illness, Lanfeng Pavilion ushered in a period of peace.On this day, Mrs. Pan went to Lanfeng Pavilion to check on Lu Wancheng's illness.Lu Wancheng just took a rest after drinking the medicine, so it's inconvenient to see guests.Lin Qingyu left Mrs. Pan to have tea in the front hall, and talked about some common affairs in the mansion along the way.

Lu Qiaosong has raised many singers and actresses in the mansion for his entertainment in his spare time.During this period of time, Lu Qiaosong was grounded and could not go out to have fun, so he had to find some fun with them.The embarrassing thing is that Qingdai Pavilion has long been unable to make ends meet, and those singers and actors sang and played the piano, but they couldn't get a penny.Several singers heard that Auntie and Shaojun are in charge of Hou's mansion, so they went to Mianyue Pavilion to find Mrs. Pan and asked her for monthly money.

Pan said helplessly: "The Hou Mansion doesn't have a monthly rule for singers. They used to rely on the third young master's rewards for their living. Now the third young master is struggling, so where can I get the extra money to reward them?"

Lin Qingyu said casually, "Why didn't they come to me?"

Pan's maid curled her lips: "How dare they, they only dared to make a scene in the Sleeping Moon Pavilion because Auntie is easy to talk to."

Lin Qingyu meditated silently, and Pan didn't speak anymore, for fear of disturbing him.After a while, Lin Qingyu asked: "If you don't give them money, what will happen to them?"

"Qingdai Building can't afford to support so many people, so we can only send them all away."

"After sending them away, who can go to please the third brother." Lin Qingyu smiled lightly, even a little compassionately, "Since the third brother likes it, there is no reason why I, as a sister-in-law, should not please him."

Mrs. Pan was not sure about Lin Qingyu's attitude, and tentatively said: "Young Master means..."

"Tell them that the Nan'an Marquis Mansion does not support useless people. Qingdai Pavilion's monthly expenses far exceed the standard, and the Marquis just got angry about the third young master's kidney deficiency. It is impossible for the Marquis Mansion to continue to support all of them, at most... Only half can be kept. Whether they can stay or not depends on themselves."

Pan didn't dare to think about it, and responded in a low voice.

Most of the singers and actresses in Qingdai Pavilion are orphans without father or mother. It is hard to find a generous master who can live in the Hou's mansion to eat and drink. If it is not forced, no one wants to leave.

Lu Qiaosong is romantic, and his taste is quite picky, so it's not that he refuses everyone.He raised them in the yard, and most of the time he just listened to a little song, or when guests came, he let them wait on the long face, and occasionally he would choose someone to favor.It is also because of this that the Marquis of Nan'an and the Liang family can tolerate them staying in the mansion.

As domestic prostitutes, the only thing they can rely on is the favor of their master.Now they have to fight to send half of them away.

The next day, Lin Qingyu asked Huantong to take out all the medicine altars buried under the tree, dry them in the sun for three days, grind them into powder, put them into incense sets and hand them over to Zhang Shiquan.

This fragrance has a strong aroma, once contaminated, it will last for a long time.After Lin Qingyu finished dispensing the medicine, he went to take a shower and change clothes before returning to his room.

Lu Wancheng was lying on the bed reading a book.His illness this time was not serious, but it was just a pain in the ass. He didn't get better, nor did he get worse. He just hung on like this, and in just a few days, he consumed very little of the blood he had raised the previous month, and his face was pale. Dismal, only a pair of smiling eyes remained unaffected.

Lin Qingyu would check Lu Wancheng's pulse every day before going to bed, and tonight was no exception.

Lu Wancheng smelled a faint fragrance on his body and asked, "Did you use spices?"

Lin Qingyu withdrew his hand: "No."

"It's definitely there." Lu Wancheng approached Lin Qingyu, his nose moved slightly, "What kind of spice is it? It smells so good."

Lin Qingyu frowned and pushed him away: "It's not something you should smell."

Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Understood, it's poisonous."

Lin Qingyu hesitated for a moment, but did not deny it.

"Then here comes the question, who do you want to use poison on? It must be someone who has offended you recently." Lu Wancheng coughed twice, "Is it Lu Qiaosong?"

Lin Qingyu was silent.

Lu Wancheng said again: "Some time ago you wrote a prescription, I asked you what kind of medicine it was, and you said it was a medicine for fun, so you didn't lie to me. I remember that the singer who was raised at home cannot leave the house without authorization , If they have anything to buy, they entrust a familiar servant to buy it for them from outside the house."

"..."

"To sum up, you want Lu Qiaosong to die because of the worst person, just because he has humiliated you."

Lin Qingyu rolled his Adam's apple, looked ahead, and said calmly: "Yes. Why, you don't think he deserves to die, I struck too hard?"

Lu Wancheng smiled, and deliberately said: "It seems... a bit?"

"Heh, think whatever you want." Lin Qingyu looked calm, "Lu Qiaosong insulted me and you with the matter of the bed; he also wanted to use Chang Yang to ruin my reputation. Happy, so I did it—I wanted to make myself happy, simple as that."

He never showed a side of himself that was different from his appearance in front of others.His parents are gentle and good-natured, and have never done anything that harms others and benefits themselves.Before marrying into the Hou's Mansion, he was either with his parents or with his teacher, and he had read the books of sages, and he could easily suppress his dark side.But as soon as he entered the Hou family, the malice that could not be understood by outsiders surged up like a broken well. Fortunately, he still had reason, and he knew that his situation would be to seek his own death if he acted hastily.

Until Lu Wancheng said that he liked him to do bad things, and even encouraged and helped him to do evil.

It was Lu Wancheng who made him like this, what right did Lu Wancheng accuse him of being too ruthless?

Lu Wancheng didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

Lin Qingyu felt restless for a while, he closed his eyes, and said again: "What's more, as long as he obeys the doctor's orders and doesn't touch those singers and actresses, he may not die."

Lu Wancheng finally let out a low laugh, and sighed softly: "Qing Yu, you are indeed... Qing Yu."

The tone seemed to be appreciative, excited, or fascinated, and the deep voice made Lin Qingyu's chest loosen involuntarily.

Lu Wancheng said again: "But..."

Lin Qingyu's complexion sank again - how dare Lu Wancheng say "but"?

Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "But next time you do something bad, can you take me with you?"

Lin Qingyu opened his eyes wide.

"As I said, I like to watch."

"..."

Lin Qingyu lowered his eyes, his trembling long eyelashes seemed to be telling his master's thoughts.

"Okay? Qing Yu."

Lin Qingyu raised his head slowly, looked at Lu Wancheng fixedly, and said softly, "Okay."