Yan Qingqing explained her plans to Lin Ning'er.
Lin Ning'er held Yan Qingqing's hand and said, "Sister, I appreciate your kindness."
It's a pity about my identity; I'm afraid I'll be stuck in a brothel for the rest of my life.
Besides, I genuinely consider you my younger sister and don't want to drag you down with me.
This is what troubles Yan Qingqing the most. She always considers things from the perspective of self-interest, but Lin Ning'er always puts herself in her shoes and considers things from her perspective.
It made her feel that she wasn't being sincere enough in front of Lin Ning'er.
Of course, Lin Ning'er might have been deliberately trying to be friendly with her, but when they first met, her family owned nothing but a shop.
What could Lin Ning'er possibly want from her?
Thinking of this, Yan Qingqing looked at Lin Ning'er and asked, "I wonder if you would like to tell me about the past. I may not be able to help you take revenge now, but if we meet again in the future, I can help you share the burden."
Lin Ning'er was so moved by these words that she almost burst into tears. Over the years, no one except those close to her had ever said such a thing to her.
She was never a sentimental person, and she shook her head, forcing back her tears, and replied, "It's all in the past, let's not talk about it."
My revenge is as difficult as ascending to heaven. When my sister's status rises a bit more, I might really have to rely on her influence.
But don't worry, little sister, I will never put you in danger.
Yan Qingqing didn't press the matter further; everyone has a past they'd rather not talk about.
Putting aside their unpleasant thoughts, Lin Ning'er reverted to her usual fiery self and asked, "Girl, is that skincare product you've been researching really that good?"
The girls in our building spend a fortune every year on skincare.
Yan Qingqing replied confidently, "Of course. All my products have undergone rigorous testing, and I've already had people test their effectiveness."
Lin Ning'er didn't know what the experiment was, but as long as it worked well, that was fine.
So he quickly said, "Then you can get a few sets for your sister to try first."
You can't let me come all this way for nothing.
Yan Qingqing laughed upon hearing this, "How could I leave you out? I've already had the cleaning and cosmetics workshop start mass production."
My sister will write me a list later, and I'll prescribe suitable skincare products for them based on their skin conditions.
Because no single skincare product is suitable for all skin types.
Lin Ning'er agreed with this. She had many girls in her brothel, so she needed to go back and ask them properly.
Yan Qingqing and Lin Ning'er hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they had a very enjoyable chat.
Before we knew it, it was already past midnight.
Yan Qingqing wanted Lin Ning'er to stay, but Lin Ning'er insisted on refusing.
Finally, Yan Qingqing came up with a compromise: Lin Ning'er could rest in her room and return home at dawn. After all, Yan Qingqing was worried about her going back to the county town so late.
Having no other choice, Lin Ning'er lay down on the small couch outside Yan Qingqing's bedroom to rest for a while.
For all these years, she has stayed in Zuishenglou because she felt that only there was the safest place.
Suddenly being in a different place, Lin Ning'er couldn't sleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, the scene of her whole family being tied to the guillotine reappeared before her eyes.
Her younger brother was only eight years old at the time. He saw her in the crowd on the guillotine, but he turned his head away without saying a word.
She watched helplessly as all seventeen members of her family were beheaded.
That suffocating pain swept over her entire body again.
Hearing the noise, Yan Qingqing put on her clothes and came out.
Seeing that Lin Ning'er seemed to be having a nightmare, Yan Qingqing quickly woke her up.
Lin Ning'er was trapped in a dream and couldn't get out, only to suddenly wake up when she heard Yan Qingqing calling her.
Seeing that Lin Ning'er seemed a little absent-minded, Yan Qingqing poured some warm water from the teapot and handed it to her.
Lin Ning'er finished the water in her glass in one gulp and looked at Yan Qingqing's worried eyes, saying, "Don't worry, little sister, I'm fine."
Knowing she couldn't sleep any longer, Lin Ning'er saw that it was already getting light and got up to leave.
Yan Qingqing was worried and asked Mu Xi to take her back.
Lin Ning'er put on a cloak and a black hood and left the Li family.
As a result, Lin Ning'er ran into Xiao Mochen, who was returning home dressed in black, as soon as she stepped out of her house.
The two exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with shock.
However, no one spoke, and they each went their separate ways.
Lin Ning'er was still in a daze even after she was sitting in the carriage. Was the person she had just seen the Ninth Prince?
But the Ninth Prince in her memory was thin and short, the kind of child who would call her "Auntie" when he saw her. It's just that the child seemed to have a congenital illness.
It gives people the impression of being frail and weak.
She remembered that the scumbag from the Yu family had schemed to make their Lin family take the blame, and then tried to divorce her.
Xiao Mochen had even spoken well of her, and she remembered it clearly. Back then, Xiao Mochen said, "My aunt is already married. Even if the Lin family is guilty, it won't affect her. I hope Uncle Yu will treat her well."
Yu Chengzhong agreed readily in front of her, but in the blink of an eye, he had someone prepare poisoned wine for her.
Fortunately, she had several loyal servants who had accompanied her on her dowry and risked their lives to save her. Her personal maid, Ping'er, drank the poisoned wine for her, and she escaped this calamity.
Although she escaped, the Yu family was powerful, so she could only hide in a brothel to eke out a living.
Thinking of this, Lin Ning'er came back to her senses. She then recalled the young man she had just seen at the Li family's gate. That young man was not only handsome and imposing, but also possessed an innate kingly aura.
But his eyebrows and eyes looked so much like Xiao Mochen in her memory.
If it really is him, then has Xiao Mochen been hiding at Yan Qingqing's house all this time?
Does Yan Qingqing know Xiao Mochen's true identity?
If Xiao Mochen were still alive, would there still be hope for their family's blood feud? Would she still have a chance to avenge her family one day?
Lin Ning'er suddenly saw hope again.
Yan Qingqing was indeed a benefactor in her life.
Meanwhile, Xiao Mochen returned to his room with a furrowed brow. If he wasn't mistaken, the woman should be Yu Chengzhong's wife, Lin Wanning.
He remembered that when he was young, he didn't understand the wolfish ambitions of Consort Yu and her ilk, and often went to his maternal grandfather's house with the eldest prince.
Lin Wanning was quite nice to him; every time she visited, she would prepare some of his favorite pastries.
Later, the Lin family got into trouble, and the whole family was held accountable.
Yu Chengzhong wanted to divorce Lin Wanning. He even pleaded for her.
But Lin Wanning still died later, reportedly by suicide. The Yu family's initial explanation was that Lin Wanning felt ashamed of her family's crimes and that she was the daughter of a disgraced official, and committed suicide out of fear of punishment.
Xiao Mochen didn't think much of it at the time, but there were rumors in the capital that Lin Wanning had been poisoned.
It now seems there was indeed more to the story than meets the eye.
However, these things have nothing to do with Xiao Mochen.
As long as he makes sure Lin Wanning doesn't reveal his whereabouts, he can pretend he never saw her today.
However, he still needs to discuss this matter with Yan Qingqing and hear his aunt's opinion.
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