"After all, the young lady is her master."
"How did you treat her daughter? And how did she raise your bloodline? Miss Qingwan is stubborn and unlikable, but could it be because no one has ever cared about her needs and thoughts that she has to protect herself?"
Lin's eyelids trembled violently. "Stop talking."
Rong Ma said again, "Madam, it's not too late now. If we really push Miss further away, it will be really difficult in the future."
Madam Lin overturned the red bean soup and shouted, "Get out!"
Rong's mother was helpless.
Seeing her come out dejected, Qin Ma said, "You and I are both old servants of Madam, why do you always side with others and make Madam unhappy?"
Rong Ma said with a clear conscience, "I was just afraid that Madam would regret it in the future."
Aunt Qin, however, felt that she was superfluous. "With Miss Yanwan and the young master around, what does Madam have to regret? On the contrary, since recognizing Miss Qingwan, Madam's headaches have flared up more often than in previous years."
Knowing that Qin Ma had a different opinion, Rong Ma didn't say anything more.
Around noon, Jiang Su had some fresh and rare ingredients delivered, and then called the cook to his study to give him some instructions.
Jiang Su heard from the steward that the lady had visited Ningsi Garden and was not very happy when she returned, so he came to Lan Garden.
"What new dishes did the Prime Minister instruct the kitchen to prepare?" Lin asked, trying to sound alert, not wanting her husband to notice her absent-mindedness.
But Jiang Su had a keen eye; he could see through all the officials in the court, let alone his own bedmate.
"Yesterday, I had someone send Lin the butcher's body back to Shuiyuan Town, and while I was at it, I inquired about what Qingwan used to like to eat and what she liked to do."
Madam Lin was taken aback for a moment, then was embraced by her husband. "Would you like to come with me to deliver this to Qingwan later?"
Lin knew her husband wanted to melt the ice between her and Qingwan, but she was in a state of turmoil and shook her head. "I'll go see Yanwan, I won't go over there."
Jiang Su didn't make things difficult for her.
Madam Lin added, "If she gets out of bed, how will my husband explain this to the Prince tomorrow?"
Jiang Su was silent for a moment, then said, “Your Highness cares about Qingwan. I wrote a letter to the Prince’s residence this morning, which should give us some time to recover.”
Madam Lin asked worriedly, "Did the Prime Minister say that Ah Lin injured her?"
Jiang Su knew what she was thinking and chuckled, "Does my wife really not trust me? I only said that Qingwan fell and injured her lower back, and needs to rest for a few days."
I'll say a few more words to Qingwan later, hoping she'll forgive Alin this time, for the sake of this meal."
Madam Lin felt that she had misunderstood him in her haste, and that even the Prime Minister was wary of Lin Qingwan, so she was truly ignorant.
Feeling somewhat annoyed, he said, "I shouldn't have stopped you from beating Ah Lin yesterday; he never knows his own strength."
Jiang Su chuckled, "If I had really hit him, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to hold my wife today."
Lin blushed, "You still have the mind to joke around."
“This is no joke; it is something I care about very much.”
Lin smiled, and the heaviness in her heart seemed to lighten a little.
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