Provoking the villain, madly criticizing the tyrant for kidnapping my sedan chair for the bridal cha

Lin Xiaoxue's tears froze.

Want her to please her cousin?

The emotional dispute with my cousin back then was fulfilled so quickly?

Lin Xiaoxue covered her face, feeling that her face hurt and all her strength was drained.

impossible.

She had worked hard for so long, why did everything come back to where it started?

What went wrong?

Could it be that she is not even as good as her cousin in marrying?

So what's the point of her life?

"Xue'er, what's wrong with you?" Gong Xingtai supported Lin Xiaoxue.

"I just want you to write a letter to Lin Lixia and ask, why are you so depressed?"

"Li Xia doesn't want to see me!" Lin Xiaoxue pulled out her hand, unable to accept the fact that she was not as good as her cousin.

After hearing this, Gong Xingtai began to regret and regretted offending Lin Lixia.

"Xue'er, you are connected by blood, even if you break your bones and connect your tendons; you are still sisters after all, and your family ties are unbreakable."

"Lin Lixia loves money the most. If you do this, I'll give her a thousand taels of silver to apologize, and you can restore the sisterhood by the way."

Lin Xiaoxue looked at Gong Xingtai in disbelief: "A thousand taels of silver to apologize?"

She devoted everything to Gong Xingtai, took out all the dowry, sent him back to Beijing, and gave birth to his children, but it was just a small courtyard on the outskirts of the city.

She has been in the Gong family for so long and has not accumulated a total of fifty taels of silver in her hands.

Why should Lin Lixia pay a thousand taels to apologize?

"why?"

"Xue'er, listen to me!" Gong Xingtai took Lin Xiaoxue's hand, and the two returned to Lin Xiaoxue's house, with tenderness on their faces.

"I suspect that the person who was in trouble with me was not the second son of the Lu family."

Lin Xiaoxue's inner admiration and admiration for Gong Xingtai gradually collapsed.

"Who is that?"

"I suspect that he is the fourth prince of Longlin Kingdom. Otherwise, if Yun Wuhen couldn't be so respectful to him, the matter would not be so big."

"The fourth...fourth prince?" Lin Xiaoxue recalled that her cousin tried to promote a good relationship between her and Mr. Lu several times, but she always refused because Mr. Lu was too cruel.

What if Mr. Lu is the fourth prince?

God!

What did she miss?

"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"If he were the fourth prince, how could he allow Lixia to be so arrogant to him?"

"If he were the fourth prince, how could he write a storybook for Lixia?"

"If he were the fourth prince, how could he roll out dumpling wrappers and light the fire for Lixia?"

"If he were the fourth prince, how could he help Lixia feed rabbits and tigers?"

Listening to Lin Xiaoxue recounting the past one by one, Gong Xingtai became increasingly confused.

He and the other party were in trouble at the Lin family at the same time.

The old lady of the Lin family praised him several times, saying that Mr. Lu had better eyesight than him and was better at doing things than him.

How could a majestic prince condescend to do those menial tasks that even he didn't bother to do?

They were all men. No one knew the way Mr. Lu looked at Lin Lixia better than him.

If he hadn't been driven to Lin Wenhui's house at the beginning, he might have noticed something was wrong earlier.

He wouldn't offend Lin Lixia so harshly.

Now I can only place my trust in the love between the Lin family sisters.

"Xue'er, listen to me. Even if Mr. Lu is not the fourth prince, his relationship with the fourth prince will be of great help to my future career. You have to please Lin Lixia."

"..." Go crazy! Lin Xiaoxue touched her belly with her hand, tears streaming down her face.

Gong Xingtai touched Lin Xiaoxue's belly with his hand, his eyes full of pity.

"Xue'er, if you are forced to do nothing, I don't want you to bow to Lin Lixia, and I feel sorry for you!"

Lin Xiaoxue shook off Gong Xingtai's hand because she didn't want to write a letter back to beg her cousin.

"At first I advised Li Xia to be a concubine for Mr. Lu. Li Xia said that she would be an ancestor for Mr. Lu. Her temperament would not allow her to be a concubine for others."

Gong Xingtai was silent for a moment: "Xue'er, even if you don't become a concubine and become a concubine, Lin Lixia's words are more important than you and me."

Lin Xiaoxue burst into tears.

"Xue'er, my husband spoiled you too much and made Jingwan jealous, so I attacked the Lin family, and my husband lost his official position."

"Xue'er, even if you don't think about my husband, you should still think about our children. Now the only way is to intercede with Lin Lixia and let her convince Mr. Lu not to pursue my husband, so that my husband can continue to be an official."

"Xue'er, I promise you that as long as you help my husband intercede with Lin Lixia, I will let you be my equal wife after my husband resumes his official position."

After what Gong Xingtai said, Lin Xiaoxue's attitude became a little relaxed.

"I try it!"

*

The breeze blows with a hint of coolness, making people feel extremely comfortable and peaceful.

Lin Lixia raised the painting she had just drawn and handed it to Lin Wenyao standing aside to see.

"Dad, do you think it looks like it?"

"Like!" Lin Wenyao held his wife's portrait in his hands with a look of admiration: "This portrait looks like your mother when he first met her."

Hearing her father say it looked like it, Lin Lixia finally breathed a sigh of relief and saw that it was still early.

Pick up the pen and start drawing again.

Lin Wenyao took the portrait and looked at it again and again, with a treasured look on his face. He put it in the room and hid it.

When it came out, the outline of my daughter's newly drawn portrait could be basically seen.

He stepped forward to take a look, and couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.

"Xia Xia, who are you drawing?"

"Lu Chicken... No, it's Mr. Lu!" Lin Lixia quickly traced the face of the person in the painting, and the corners of his mouth rose with a smile.

Lin Wenyao's heart slowly sank. How could his daughter draw the portrait of Mr. Lu so skillfully?

"Xia Xia! There is a huge difference between our family and the Lu family. Dad doesn't want you to be wronged."

"..." Lin Lixia's painting hand paused, and she looked up at her father's worried face, only to realize that he had misunderstood.

"Dad, I painted his paintings purely because Yun Wuhen said that there are many women in Beijing who admire him, so I guess the paintings must be very popular."

Hearing this, Lin Wenyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to watch his daughter continue painting.

"Xia Xia, why did you paint his painting so much in one go?"

"Uh!" Lin Lixia smiled awkwardly.

How to explain to her dad that she was addicted to the second dimension during her second year of high school and loved sketching all kinds of beautiful men on paper?

"Dad, his portrait is valuable."

"..." Is this really the case? Lin Wenyao secretly observed his daughter and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no shyness was found on her face.

"Sister!" Luo Zisu ran into the courtyard frantically, panicking all over.

"Qingyou Heroine? Sister, how many 'Peach Shadow Chasing Souls' do you still have? Sister, can you still get the heart armor?"

Seeing Luo Zisu's panic, Lin Lixia was confused and closed it to draw an outline.

"Brother Zisu, please calm down and speak slowly, what makes you so panicked?"

After saying that, he stood up and poured a glass of water for Luo Zisu: "Sister Qingyou just left and went back to Shadow Valley."

Luo Zi drank the water in the glass in one gulp, and looking at Lin Lixia's calm eyes, his panic gradually calmed down a bit.

"Sister, there's going to be a war!"

"That bastard Lu Dingkun summoned Wuhen back to the border and asked him to go to the battlefield."

"Sister, Wuhen injured his leg while trying to save me. He lay in bed for so long, and his martial arts wasted a lot."

"Sister, if something happens to him on the battlefield, my brother will have a uneasy conscience for the rest of his life."

"Sister, do you have any idea?"