Chapter 100: Does Miss Song mind losing her husband?

At that time, Song Yanxi was overwhelmed by the unwillingness and resentment in her heart. She only wanted revenge and never thought about why Zhuang Shihan hated Mo Jinchuan so much.

One is the general's wife, a favorite of the emperor.

The other one is a disabled prince who never leaves his house.

They are two people who have nothing in common...

Suddenly, Song Yanxi recalled something.

In her previous life, when she was a ghost wandering around Lin Tingfeng, she saw that when Lin Tingfeng and Zhuang Shihan's two children held a one-year-old banquet, the Jin Palace presented them with a painting of spring scenery, which was created by a master.

If she remembered correctly, the painting should now be kept in the Yan family's treasure house along with her grandfather's other collections.

On the day when the Yan family was accused of treason and was brutally exterminated, except for a small amount of property that was later handed over to the national treasury by Lin Tingfeng, the rest was embezzled by him and used to please Zhuang Shihan and win over his colleagues.

The stolen goods that should have been hidden from the public were openly shown at the first birthday party of their two children and witnessed by everyone. How could the couple not be afraid?

However, no matter how glorious they were, all the honors were given by the one sitting on the throne.

As long as he was in power, the couple would not dare to act rashly.

What exactly happened that made Lin Tingfeng, who had been keeping silent all this time, so sure that Mo Jinchuan would never come back?

Song Yanxi didn't understand even more why he stood up for the Yan family, with whom he had no connection, and openly provoked the couple who were extremely honored and favored at the time and were at the peak of their careers in the capital.

He...

"Miss Song, do you mind losing your husband?" A man's deep voice came from the other side.

Song Yanxi came back to her senses and was stunned.

Does His Royal Highness Prince Jin know what he is talking about?

Although Lin Tingfeng handed over the tiger talisman, the emperor's approval had not yet come down, so he was still a general of Da'an, and he had tens of thousands of loyal soldiers under his command.

Killing him is easy, but what happens next?

Thinking she had some concerns, Mo Jinchuan pursed his lips and said in a deep voice, "If you are worried about your reputation as a widow getting out, I can also..."

"Your Majesty has misunderstood."

Fearing that he really had the intention to kill, Song Yanxi hurriedly explained, "Killing Lin Tingfeng is not difficult, but if he dies, the person hiding behind him to stir up trouble will definitely hide deeper."

Her eyes flashed, and her voice was filled with hatred, "Lin Tingfeng has done so many evil things, it would be too easy for him to die like this.

Isn't it a pleasure to climb up, and then, when he's about to reach the top, yank him down and watch him plummet to the bottom, trapped between life and death?"

Startled by the intense hatred in her eyes, Mo Jinchuan asked tentatively, "Do you know everything that happened outside Liangzhou City?"

Song Yanxi frowned and asked, "What is your Highness talking about?"

Suddenly, she thought of the starving victims outside Liangzhou City.

According to Lin Tingfeng, those disaster victims were from the counties and districts under Yongzhou who had suffered a disaster and came here to escape. They happened to be encountered by them and that's why they had evil intentions.

However, on the official road back to Beijing, I did not see any victims. When I mentioned this to my grandfather, he said that although he had heard about the disaster in Yongzhou, it was far from serious enough for the entire city to flee. He thought that perhaps the villagers in some small place did not pay much attention to it.

Now that I think about it carefully, everything about this matter seems strange.

When Song Yanxi thought that this might have been a scam from beginning to end, her body softened and she held onto the table next to her.

She raised her eyes to look at Mo Jinchuan, not missing the nervousness that flashed across his eyes. She gritted her teeth and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Your Highness."

Seeing that her face was not right, Mo Jinchuan said with concern: "Miss Song, if you are not feeling well, you can go to the side room to sit and rest for a while. I will send someone to call the palace doctor."

Song Yanxi shook her head and declined. Meeting the worry in his eyes, she couldn't help but chuckle, "Your Highness, have you forgotten that I am a doctor myself?"

Mo Jinchuan: "A doctor doesn't treat himself."

Song Yanxi raised an eyebrow, "That only proves that his medical skills are not good enough."

Looking at her confident face and her proud look as if she didn't care about anything, Mo Jinchuan smiled without saying anything.

Seeing Song Yanxi's frown, as if she wanted to ask something, he spoke first: "Of course I believe you."

Hearing him say without hesitation that he believed in her, Song Yanxi felt guilty.

She had not discussed with Mo Jinchuan beforehand about rescuing Concubine Li and her son.

It was not that she was on guard against him, but this matter was completely unexpected. She couldn't tell him that she was able to predict the future. Not only did she know that Concubine Li would leave the palace at this time, but she was also sure that she would be frightened and give birth prematurely on that street.

The idea of ​​rebirth was too unbelievable. If Song Yanxi had not experienced it herself, she would not have believed it even if someone close to her told her.

After much thought, Song Yanxi felt that she should give Mo Jinchuan a guarantee.

After all, they are now in the same boat and should be honest with each other.

Listening to Song Yanxi's explanation that saving Concubine Li and her son and temporarily siding with them was just a temporary solution, Mo Jinchuan suddenly smiled, "No wonder you looked so worried just now, you were actually worried about this."

"Not really..." There were too many words that Song Yanxi couldn't say.

Mo Jinchuan chuckled and said frankly, "This prince has no interest in that position. I never have before, and I probably won't have it in the future, so you don't have to worry."

He stopped smiling mid-sentence and continued, "You are a member of the Yan family. You should know why Mr. Yan retired at such a high position. It is not a wise move to drag them into the game again."

Song Yanxi knew what he said, but many things were beyond their control.

Instead of sitting and waiting for the day when the butcher's knife falls, it is better to join the game and give it a try, so that the person who set up the game will know that even a clay man still has some blood in him!

It is still unknown who will win.

Knowing that she had made up her mind and that it was useless to say more, Mo Jinchuan sighed helplessly, turned his wheelchair in a different direction, and said softly, "Come with me. I'll introduce you to a few people."

*

General's Mansion.

Old Madam Lin leaned against the head of the bed, wiping her tears.

Zhou handed over a bowl of black, foul-smelling medicine and said calmly, "Mother-in-law, it's time to take the medicine."

The old lady raised her hand to knock it over, and then she heard her say quietly, "This bowl of medicine costs fifty taels of silver."

"How much did you say?" Old Madam Lin widened her eyes and put her hands over her violently heaving chest.

"Fifty taels."

“Why don’t they just rob?”

As Mrs. Lin spoke, she coughed violently twice, almost coughing out her lungs.

Zhou went up to her and patted her back to calm her down, pretending to be angry and saying, "Doctor Lu has gone back to his hometown to visit his elderly mother. The medicines in other shops are more expensive than the other. This one is cheaper only because they have some friendship with my mother."

Upon hearing this, Madam Lin became even angrier and almost fainted.

Doctor Lu lost his mother at a young age, and everyone in the alleys knew it. It was obvious that he didn't want to come here!

The old lady finally recovered and gasped, "These filthy bastards who took advantage of others' misfortunes, when my Feng'er regains power, I will definitely raid their houses!"

As soon as Lin Tingfeng stepped into the door, his face darkened when he heard this.

Catching a glimpse of his figure from the corner of her eye, Zhou hurriedly said, "Mother-in-law, be careful with your words! If such outrageous words were to get out, it would affect the entire General's Mansion."

Madam Lin was furious and knocked the evening goose down from her hand, angrily saying, "Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you..."

"Mother." Lin Tingfeng said coldly.

The old lady who was so arrogant just a second ago immediately regained her frail appearance. She looked at Lin Tingfeng with tears in her eyes and called out sadly, "Feng'er."

Lin Tingfeng didn't have the patience to say anything more to her, and said directly: "Mother, hurry up and wash up, and take advantage of the night to send Tingxuan out of the city."