Madam Lin waited until her son finished bathing and watched him eat the bird's nest before she felt at ease. "I always tell you not to act impulsively. How could you kill someone in front of Guard Tong?"
"What dirty business is worth ruining your future? Even though your father is here, your trip to Jingbei Army will waste a lot of time."
Lin was preoccupied with her son's future and the reputation of both the Jiang and Lin families. The more she thought about it, the more helpless she felt. "Everything is because of Lin Qingwan!"
Jiang Zhenlin's eyelids twitched, and he choked up, saying, "Mother, she was almost poisoned to death."
"The person who poisoned us is right here in the Prime Minister's residence, right under our noses."
"Although she is despicable, she does not deserve to die."
Madam Lin paused for a moment, "I asked the servants about what happened that day, and even if you hadn't gone over to make a scene, she still wouldn't have drunk it."
Jiang Zhenlin lowered his head. "What if she drank it?"
Lin choked, somewhat displeased, "If you didn't drink, you didn't drink. What could possibly happen? In any case, once she's involved, things can't be left unresolved."
Jiang Zhenlin remained silent for a long time, then rubbed his face with both hands. "Mother, did Father ever tell you that she had a very hard time in Shuiyuan Town, and that the Cheng family treated her..."
He frowned, recalling the news his men had brought back. "It's very bad."
"Didn't she have chilblains on her hands when she came back?"
"That's because the Cheng family forced her to wash clothes by the lake in the dead of winter. She had to break the ice first and then put her hands into the icy water..."
Jiang Zhenlin couldn't continue. He was a pampered young master, oblivious to the hardships of life. And the servants in the Prime Minister's mansion didn't have to wash clothes in cold water day and night in the dead of winter.
"Cheng often didn't feed her enough, and when she was unhappy, she would whip her. The old and new wounds all over her body..."
Jiang Zhenlin felt a tightness and pain in his chest, so uncomfortable that he didn't even have the strength to get angry.
Jiang Su certainly didn't tell Lin Shi any of this. She looked incredulous, then scoffed, "Where did you hear all this nonsense?"
"How could I not know what kind of person Cheng Min is?"
"She won't do that."
Jiang Zhenlin swallowed hard. He understood his mother, because he hadn't believed it before either.
Lin paused for a moment, then continued, "Her temperament is so bad that even I, her own mother, can't stand it, let alone Cheng Min, who was separated from her own flesh and blood because of her."
"When the assassin chased after her, Cheng Min suffered a lot to protect her."
"It is her responsibility that she occasionally has a temper."
Lin's explanation was quite plausible, and Jiang Zhenlin, considering Lin Qingwan's bad temper, also felt it made sense.
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