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

Lin Tingwan still didn't know what Yu Huaixing had misunderstood.

Yu Huaixing asked, "Yangyang, do you think my painting has improved now?"

Lin Tingwan nodded heavily, "That's quite a big improvement. I'm a little shocked."

Yu Huaixing pursed his lips slightly, "As long as Yangyang likes it, I'm glad. I have painted a few pictures of Liangzhou. Although I have never been there, I have heard others talk about it, so I copied a few. I hope Yangyang can help me see if it is similar to Liangzhou."

Lin Tingwan nodded, "It is my great honor to be able to help the prince to look at the paintings, but I just heard some movement on the other side of the wall, I wonder who is over there?"

She was indeed a little curious about the man who had just played the guzheng next door.

As soon as Lin Tingwan finished speaking, Yu Huaixing's expression froze. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and the smile on his face was a little stiff. "That must be the Prince Gong's Mansion. As for the sound Yangyang just heard, I don't know what it was. Maybe it was the sound of servants working."

"Prince Gong?"

Lin Tingwan frowned slightly. She had to admit that she was a little curious about this Prince Gong. When she married Pei Yanli in her previous life, Prince Gong should have been present as the emperor's uncle. But for some reason, Prince Gong fell ill that day and did not come in the end.

All in all, I don’t know if the two of them are destined to be incompatible or what, but every time they are about to meet, either Prince Gong is sick or something happens to Lin Tingwan.

This person was like a mystery to her.

However, according to rumors, if Prince Gong was not a prince, he would most likely be a general. Lin Mingqian's face appeared in my mind. He must be a heroic man. It is definitely not him who plays the guzheng.

Lin Tingwan nodded heavily, "So it turned out to be Prince Gong. I've heard others talk about him many times, but I've never seen him."

"Prince Gong is older than us. When he became famous in the capital, you and I were probably just two little kids." Having said that, the curve of Yu Huaixing's lips was always downward.

Lin Tingwan couldn't help but be curious, "Why is it so famous in Beijing?"

"He was a poet at the age of five, a warrior at the age of eight, and a soldier at the age of twelve. He was favored by the late emperor since he was young. He was even wanted to be crowned the crown prince when he was fifteen. He was favored but not ostentatious. This is rare in the world."

Yu Huaixing's eyes were full of nostalgia. Lin Tingwan had not been in the capital since he was a child, but he had seen all of this with his own eyes, even though Prince Gong was no longer the same person he was back then.

Even though he actually disliked Prince Gong, all of this was an indelible existence. Prince Gong was indeed once very famous in the capital.

Lin Tingwan nodded. The image of the once stunning Prince Gong seemed to emerge in her mind. What a talented person he must have been. It was a pity that later...

What does all this have to do with her? The only thing she has to do in her life is to protect the Lin family and the lives of her family members. That's all. Apart from that, everything else has nothing to do with her.

"I didn't expect Prince Gong to be so powerful."

Just as he finished speaking, Lin Tingwan suddenly changed the subject, "It's getting late, and lunch should be about to start. Why don't we go over there quickly so that the Marquis and my father won't be waiting anxiously?"

"That's great." Yu Huaixing nodded.

Lin Tingwan nodded, walked around behind Yu Huaixing, and pushed him into the hall.

Lin Tingwan was right. Lunch had indeed begun. Everyone was shocked to see them coming. Lin Mingqian smiled and said, "Were you two listening at the door? We just said we would send someone to call you, and you came."

Lin Tingwan pushed Yu Huaixing to the seat, covered her lips and smiled, "Dad, what are you talking about? This only shows that you and I are in tune with each other."

Lin Mingqian laughed and said, "Yangyang is right."

Lin Yuehong lowered his head and murmured in a low voice that only he could hear, "Whatever Yangyang says is right~" His tone was twisted and full of sarcasm.

Unfortunately, although his voice was soft, it was still heard by Lin Tingwan who was sitting next to him, and she stepped on him hard.

Lin Yuehong stood up with a plop.

Lin Mingqian looked at him with a sullen expression, "You'd better give me a reason."

As the saying goes, don't air your dirty laundry in public. After all, it's someone else's home, so it's better to give Lin Yuehong some face.

Lin Tingwan quickly stood up and said with a smile, "It's my fault. I accidentally stepped on my brother just now. Maybe I hurt him by accident."

"How much heavier is your sister? You're a man and you can't bear this little pain. Go to the camp and train with me for five days tomorrow." Lin Mingqian looked extremely serious and it was obvious that he was not joking.

Lin Yuehong suppressed his doubts. This matter was definitely not simple. He was definitely not Lin Mingqian's biological son! Otherwise, why would he treat him like this! Everything was an illusion.

The other people at the table were having a great time. Perhaps this was what it meant to build one's own happiness on the sadness of others.

Soon they finished their dinner. In total, Lin Mingqian and his family had been staying in the Wu'an Marquis Mansion for half a day. They quickly stood up and said goodbye.

Wu Anhou stopped him and said, "What are you doing? We haven't seen each other for a long time. We were just chatting about family matters."

"I will definitely come to visit you someday, but my mother is feeling unwell at home today, so I am very worried and want to go back to see her as soon as possible."

"What happened to Madam Lin?" Marquis Wu'an asked with a worried look on his face.

"It's nothing serious. I'm old, so I have some minor problems. You don't have to worry."

Wu Anhou frowned and looked at him with some disapproval, "What are you talking about?"

"Old Madam Lin is your mother. You and I are brothers, so she is half my mother. Now that she is sick, how can I not worry? Well, there are many precious medicinal herbs in my house. You can take them back to the old lady."

Lin Tingwan lowered his head and thought to himself, Old Lady Lin must not hear what Marquis Wu'an said, otherwise she would brag about the fact that she is Marquis Wu'an's half-mother.

"This is against the rules, my lord." Lin Mingqian said hesitantly.

"What's the big deal? Rules are dead, but people are alive. Can living people be confined by rules? How can this be justified?"

"Since the Marquis has said so, I will not refuse. Thank you." Lin Mingqian bowed to him with gratitude.

Marquis Wu'an nodded without saying anything, but just patted him on the shoulder.

Seeing that they were about to leave, Lin Tingwan and Song Yingyue got on the carriage first.

Suddenly, Lin Tingwan heard everyone outside kneeling on the ground, followed by the sound of a group of people respectfully saluting, "Your subjects pay their respects to Prince Gong."