Chapter 208 A Predestined Karmic Bond on the Stone of Three Lives

“He never stopped showing concern and care. He didn’t say those sweet words, but wrote them in his letters. There were a hundred or eighty letters a year.” Tan Qin said, “Although my cousins ​​treated me very well, I couldn’t help but miss home and feel lonely when I was alone away from home.”

“During those times, he would always say all sorts of sweet things and give me little gifts to make me happy.”

Tears streamed silently down her cheeks, large drops falling onto her plain-colored clothes.

"At that moment, I began to feel that perhaps all the luck I had accumulated over the past eighteen years had been used up to meet this man." Her lips trembled, and she choked up, unable to speak.

Tan Qin was happy at that time. Although they only saw each other a few times a month, every time they met, she felt that Lin Qin's every move was proof of one fact.

This proves that he was Tan Qin's destined calamity.

The young girl, just beginning to experience love, gradually fell into the gentle trap created by Lin Qin.

"Later, he came to me in a great hurry and asked me with great difficulty if I could lend him some money." Tan Qin chuckled. "He had told me before that his family had fallen on hard times and that he had dozens of mouths to feed, but he was running a very successful tavern business."

She took a deep breath.

He asked me to lend him 20 taels of silver for short-term use, promising to pay me back in ten days.

As she spoke, Tan Qin clenched her fists tightly. She lowered her head, and the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat as if they had barbs. She opened and closed her mouth, but no sound came out.

Li Jin lowered her eyes and nodded: "He kept his promise and returned it."

Tan Qin looked up at Li Jin's still expressionless face and said softly, "Yes, he paid it back."

"He even gave me an extra tael of interest, and I was as happy as a child. He told me emotionally that he didn't know how he would have gotten through this difficult time without me."

As she spoke, she took a deep breath, as if only in this way could she calm the turbulent waves in her heart.

She didn't know when things started to spiral out of control.

After that, Lin Qin borrowed from him twice more, and both times he kept his promise and returned the money.

This convinced Tan Qin that she had chosen a capable, responsible, gentle, and considerate man.

She made a promise with Lin Qin that she would personally visit him at the end of the year to propose marriage and marry Tan Qin to make her the mistress of the Lin family.

"He said that in order to marry me with a grand wedding procession, he would open two more wineries to sell his Lin family's wine to even more distant places."

She smiled wryly: "I believed it. Not only did I believe it, I was incredibly moved."

"I feel that it is my blessing, Tan Qin, to have won his heart in this lifetime!" Tan Qin's voice rose a few decibels as she spoke, almost shouting, "I thought! I thought it was the result of my good deeds! It was a blessing from my three generations of honest ancestors!"

With a crash, the teacup fell onto the road and shattered into large pieces.

Her heavy, hate-filled breathing was incredibly clear in the small room.

Her eyes reddened, and she laughed through her tears, patting her chest as she said, "Later! When he asked me to steal it, he told me it was just a loan! Just a short loan! Once the wine is made and sold, I can redeem it!"

"Hahaha! I believe it! I actually believed it!"

“He borrowed another hundred taels, and I lent him all my savings! He said it wasn’t enough, so I stole jewelry and jade from the Su family and made him pawn them for silver! He said that heaven and earth were his witnesses, the sun and moon were his proof, and that from this life until the end, he would be with me for life, never betraying me!”

Tan Qin's heart ached so much she could hardly breathe. She hunched over, curled up, crying and laughing, all her emotions pouring out uncontrollably.

"I'm such an idiot," she sobbed.

The maid who had served Tan Qin for over ten years knelt on the ground, kowtowing, and pleaded, "Your Highness, my lady is already in so much pain. I beg you to show leniency and ask again tomorrow!"

Before Li Jin could speak, Tan Qin wiped away her tears and solemnly said, "No, I want to say it. Let me finish."

She laughed silently: "I've been holding it in for too long, I have to finish."

She took a deep breath, sat up straight, wiped her face haphazardly with her sleeve, and said with a pursed mouth, "Actually, if I had always lived in the illusion he created, I wouldn't have ended up like this."

The day that this flower in the mirror, this moon in the water, shattered came all too abruptly.

That day, in the teahouse, Tan Qin had already given Lin Qin a jade safety buckle, wrapped in the handkerchief of the second young lady of the Su family, for fear of dropping it on the ground.

"This handkerchief is also made of the finest material and can be worth several taels of silver."

But greed is a bottomless pit, and Lin Qin was not satisfied with that.

"For our tavern, for a stable life in the future." Lin Qin used a gentle tone, weaving sweet words into a net that tightly bound Tan Qin within it.

He shook his head with great difficulty: "This isn't enough..."

Deeply in love, Tan Qin couldn't bear to see the man she loved so troubled.

She pursed her lips, asking wistfully, "...Well, should I go again..."

"No." Lin Qin looked at her, his eyes filled with endless tenderness and love. "You've already done your best, I can't let you..."

He paused, then let out a sigh.

Blinded and blinded by love, Tan Qin felt a pang of heartache at this sigh. She quickly said, "Aren't we doing all this for our future?"

She laughed and said, "Anyway, once the wine is sold by the end of the year, I can pay it back."

Lin Qin glanced at her, as if he had gone through an extremely difficult struggle before gritting his teeth and nodding.

He cried out to her with heartache, "My wife, you have truly suffered!"

When she was called "wife," Tan Qin blushed. It was as if she would do anything for him for those two words, even go to the heavens to pluck stars or dive to the sea to reach for the moon.

But fate played a cruel joke on Tan Qin.

After leaving the teahouse, Tan Qin hadn't gone far when she noticed that one of her hairpins had fallen off, so she turned back to the teahouse to look for it.

She was downstairs when she heard that familiar, hearty laughter.

Hearing that voice calling "Wife, wife," he added, "Pah! What an idiot!"

He heard a burst of laughter from the teahouse, and heard him say, "What the hell! With this quality, I'll find the pawnshop owner tomorrow and get a good price. Then we'll go to Fengzi Tower together! I'll have the whole place to myself! We'll have a blast!"

Hearing him speak in the most unrestrained and disdainful tone, his words, like knives, pierced her heart again and again: "So what if she's a cousin from the Grand Tutor's mansion? Isn't she still being manipulated by me like this? Compared to the legitimate daughter of the Chen family, she's so poor, what's she even dreaming of a grand wedding procession!"

"Once winter arrives, I'll knock on another door, change my name and disappear. What can she do to me then!"

The autumn wind was bleak, and the noise of people was deafening.

The area is bustling and vibrant, with a constant flow of traffic.

When you wake up from the dream, what about the blessings you accumulated in your past life, or the predestined marriage on the Stone of Three Incarnations?

All those sweet words and intoxicating love talk were fake, all fake.

Tan Qin stood there, as if she were standing in a shattered nightmare.

She couldn't laugh, she couldn't cry, she only felt dizzy and staggered, and she couldn't even vaguely remember how she got back to the Grand Tutor's mansion.

Sitting in the room, she remained in a daze until nightfall, as if she could hear the whispers of a demon, incessantly recounting Lin Qin's various crimes.

Tell her that only his death can extinguish the flames of hatred from hell.