Tragic death and rebirth, married to the abstinent uncle and was spoiled crazy

Lin Tingwan heard footsteps behind her and looked back. The person coming was Yuzhu. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, but Lin Tingwan was lost in thought. Yuzhu stood behind her, looking at her back worriedly.

Lin Tingwan's voice was full of worry. "Yuzhu, why is it snowing non-stop in Shangjing this year?"

Yuzhu looked at Lin Tingwan in surprise, her eyes full of confusion, and asked, "Miss, what nonsense are you talking about? I heard from the servants in the mansion that it snowed every winter since it snowed during the New Year three years ago."

Lin Tingwan was stunned and looked at Yuzhu in disbelief, "Three years ago?"

That was when she came back, how could it be such a coincidence? She died on a snowy day, and she returned the same way, even going to the capital was such a coincidence.

Sometimes when there are too many coincidences, Lin Tingwan no longer thinks they are coincidences.

Yuzhu looked at her somewhat helplessly, and slowly asked, "But what's wrong?"

Lin Tingwan smiled faintly and shook his head, "Nothing, I was just asking casually."

In fact, it was not the case. At this moment, her heart was already in turmoil and was no longer calm.

Pei Yanli seemed to have come back earlier than her, and must have known many things that she didn't know. Before, she had always avoided Pei Yanli, but now she had to find him and ask him in detail.

A gust of cold wind blew over, and Lian Qiao came over with a cloak in her hand. She stepped forward and put it on Lin Tingwan, who immediately felt much warmer.

Lin Tingwan took a look and saw that she had changed into thick clothes, but the clothes on Yuzhu and Lianqiao did not seem to be very warm.

She nodded at the two of them and said, "Go back."

The two of them stood there, not moving no matter what was said. Finally, Lin Tingwan sighed helplessly and left first, and then the two of them followed.

They were both loyal to each other, but why did Lian Qiao join Pei Jinan's team, and what benefits did he promise her that she didn't provide?

Lin Tingwan thought about it over and over again but still couldn't figure it out.

……

Prime Minister Fang’s Mansion.

"Dad, this is a good thing. If the Queen falls out of favor, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will never dare to be so arrogant again. He can only turn to you for help to secure his position." Fang Jingwen looked at Prime Minister Fang with some confusion, not knowing what he meant.

Prime Minister Fang shook his head. "Your Majesty and the Queen have been in love for so many years. It is not something that a lowly woman like her can break."

Prime Minister Fang sighed and said, "If His Majesty recovers in the future, the first one to be in trouble will be our Fang family. Do you know?"

Fang Jingwen narrowed his eyes, "If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to let His Majesty be obsessed with this woman forever?"

"It's easy for you to say that. Over the years, so many people have come and gone in the harem. Even Concubine Li, who was once favored by the queen, was locked up in the cold palace because she offended the queen. Why should she, a prostitute, be punished?" Prime Minister Fang said with a little excitement.

Fang Jingwen closed his eyes and said, "Dad, I am not interested in women, but I was still attracted by her. How can Your Majesty compare to me?"

What he meant by saying this was simply that he wanted Prime Minister Fang to continue using Concubine Shu. As long as she could still be used, there would be less danger. Otherwise, Fang Jingwen didn't know what Prime Minister Fang would do.

The first time Fang Jingwen met Concubine Shu was in a brothel.

She was different from other women. She was pure and untainted, and loved to laugh. Fang Jingwen had never seen such a woman before, and he was deeply attracted to her.

The following days were the happiest days for the two of them, but the good times did not last long, as Prime Minister Fang soon found out about this.

The couple was separated by force. It happened that the once-in-three-years beauty pageant was about to begin. In order to prevent future troubles, Prime Minister Fang prepared to send Concubine Shu to the palace.

There was a high wall between the two of them, and they could no longer communicate with each other.

Fang Jingwen never saw Concubine Shu again, but his heart was full of her image.

It was because of his earnest pleading that Prime Minister Fang spared her life.

The Fang family has its own reputation. A woman like this has no right to have any relationship with the Fang family even as a concubine.

But no matter what kind of shabby place did this woman come from, she had a trick up her sleeve to make His Majesty suspend court for three days in a row.

Prime Minister Fang glared at Fang Jingwen fiercely, his words full of dissatisfaction, "How dare you bring this up! If I were you, I would definitely forget about that woman completely!"

"Yes - it's the child's fault." Fang Jingwen lowered his head, but his expression was a little gloomy where Prime Minister Fang couldn't see.

"By the way, have you dealt with the servants who accompanied you to the brothel?"

Fang Jingwen frowned, his eyes filled with worry, "Dad, they are the ones who have taken care of me since I was a child, so they will naturally not betray me. Does treating them like this chill their hearts?"

Prime Minister Fang snorted coldly and said, "Woman's kindness, you have to remember that in this world, only the dead will keep their mouths shut forever, everything else is useless."

Fang Jingwen naturally couldn't say anything more after saying this, so he could only nod and say, "Yes, I understand."

But his hands in his sleeves were clenched tightly. In fact, he was no different from Fang Yule. They were just tools to win face for Prime Minister Fang.

If he were to lose face one day, his outcome would not be much better than Fang Yule's current one.

The dark room was dim and damp, the windows were closed, and the air around seemed to have condensed, making people feel suffocated.

Fang Yule's hands were tightly bound by silk, leaving deep marks on her wrists. She curled up in a corner, her ankles also bound, and her whole body in a twisted posture.

Her long hair was scattered on her body, and the wet cloth stuck tightly to her cold skin. Fang Yule couldn't help but shiver.

Her voice was hoarse as she murmured to herself, "Dad, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Please let me out..."

Just at this moment, the Prime Minister's wife slowly walked over, and Fang Yule heard her voice through the crack in the door.

"I'll go in and bring some food. Leave the door open."

"Ma'am, the master said that no one is allowed to visit the young lady."

"What? Now you don't even listen to me?" the Prime Minister's wife said angrily.

It was quiet outside for a while. Just when Fang Yule thought that the savior had arrived, a voice came from outside again, "Madam, please don't make things difficult for us. The young lady has food inside."

Fang Yule laughed at herself when she heard that, but her eyes involuntarily fell on the rotten rice not far away. This was the punishment given to her by Prime Minister Fang, to let her see who gave her all this.