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

Just as Lin Tingwan said this, a man slowly walked out from the corner. He was wearing a mask belonging to He Shiyi on his face. Lin Tingwan knew who this person was.

Pei Jinan looked at Lin Tingwan steadily, with a slightly strange look in his eyes. Lin Tingwan saw his confusion and slowly walked out.

"Although I don't have the martial arts skills of the prince and can't identify the location by sound, the corner of your clothes was exposed just now."

After a pause, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and she looked at Pei Jinan with a smile, "When you saw my brother coming, you didn't move, and then I remembered who I had contact with recently. After thinking about it, I thought that it was you, the prince, who came and went without a trace."

Pei Jinan lowered his head and glanced at the corner of his clothes, and couldn't help but doubt himself. Could it be that he was really careless?

When would he be so careless?

"The news that spread in Shangjing City was arranged by you."

"Yes." Since Pei Jinan had been here when she was talking to Lin Yuehong just now, he would definitely not be able to hide it, so she might as well admit it openly.

Pei Jinan frowned slightly, and asked in confusion, "Why do you do this?"

Lin Tingwan looked up and couldn't help but look at him once more, "Why do you feel sorry for your nephew and want to make a decision for him?"

"That's not what I meant, but I can't understand why you would do that."

Pei Jinan doesn't care what happens to Pei Yanli. What does it have to do with him? He won't meddle in this matter.

"Why else? You just don't want to get married." Lin Tingwan's tone was a little cold, "It's not like everyone wants to marry the prince."

Actually, that’s not entirely true. Who wouldn’t want to marry the prince?

Behind the prince lies the supreme imperial power.

Pei Jinan fell into deep thought at this time. At first, he thought that the man holding Lin Tingwan in the dream was Pei Yanli, but if she had not married Pei Yanli, who was that man?

He squinted his eyes and tried his best to recall the scene in his dream, but he could not remember anything. Lin Tingwan's face was very clear, but the man was extremely blurry.

Pei Jinan didn't know why he had to know the man's identity, perhaps because he didn't want to see the Lin family being wiped out.

After thinking for a while, he slowly said, "But if you really don't want to marry him, you shouldn't use this method. It won't affect him if it gets out, but it won't be a good thing for you. If you want to get married in the future..."

Lin Tingwan slowly said, "If my future husband believes this and doesn't believe me, then why should I marry him?"

She shut Pei Jinan up with just this simple sentence.

To be honest, what she said does make sense.

After that, Lin Tingwan kept staring at him and asked, "Prince, did you come here today just to ask me about this?"

Pei Jinan nodded and reached out to take off the mask, "Yes and no, I need your help with something."

Thinking of Pei Jinan helping her punish Old Madam Lin a few days ago, Lin Tingwanhao nodded without hesitation, "Your Highness, please feel free to speak."

"There will be an auction at Liuli Pavilion tomorrow evening. It is inconvenient for me to show up, so I have to trouble Miss Lin to go in and help me bid for something."

Lin Tingwan had never been to the Liuli Pavilion auction house in her previous life, so she was a little curious, so she nodded and asked, "I wonder what His Royal Highness Prince Gong wants me to bid for?"

"Resurrection Powder." Pei Jinan said very seriously.

Lin Tingwan was so shocked that his eyes widened instantly. As the name suggests, the Resurrection Powder has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, but this prescription had disappeared long ago.

Lin Tingwan had also seen it in a book and thought it was fictional, but she didn't expect it to actually exist and that such a precious thing was actually among the people.

But she couldn't help but frowned and asked, "This medicine is so precious, there will definitely be a lot of people rushing to bid for it tomorrow. I'm not completely sure."

As soon as she finished speaking, Pei Jinan took out a few silver notes from his pocket and handed them to Lin Tingwan, "Here are three hundred thousand taels of silver notes."

As he said this, he took out another jade pendant and handed it to Lin Tingwan, "This is from Fengsheng Bank. If you don't have enough money tomorrow, just take out this jade pendant. The people at Liuli Pavilion know you. No matter how much you ask, this jade pendant can be exchanged for it."

Hearing this, Lin Tingwan took the jade pendant from his hand and looked at it. The jade pendant was only the size of a palm and was carved from the finest Hetian jade. It was small and exquisitely crafted, with the word "abundance" written in the middle.

Lin Tingwan couldn't help but marvel at Pei Jinan's generosity. You know, what he meant just now was that he had not gone online. She couldn't help but be curious about how much money Pei Jinan had. Could it be that it was really inexhaustible?

If this is true, then it is really terrifying. A prince has so much silver in his private treasury. No wonder His Majesty and Pei Jinan in his previous life were unwilling to let him go.

I cannot even imagine how much this would add to the national treasury.

Lin Tingwan's expression was very serious, the most serious Pei Jinan had ever seen. "Don't worry, Your Highness. Since I promised, I will definitely try my best to bring the medicine back for you."

"Ms. Lin, you don't need to put so much pressure on yourself. If you can take the picture, that's great. If you can't, forget it."

Pei Jinan frowned slightly and said, "Tomorrow there will definitely be many people going to bid for this medicine, and there might even be people from the palace. Miss Lin must be careful when she gets it tomorrow. Some people don't follow the rules, and they might rob it if they can't bid for it."

Hearing this, Lin Tingwan frowned slightly and nodded worriedly, "I understand. Can I go with my brother tomorrow? If I encounter the situation you described, I'd be glad to have someone to help me."

"Of course you can, Miss Lin, don't worry, I will arrange people to protect you in secret. If you are in danger, they will appear." Pei Jinan's handsome brows frowned slightly.

He nodded vigorously and warned word by word, "The medicine is secondary. The comfort of Miss Lin and General Zhonglang is the most important. You must protect yourself."

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I know what's going on."

……

The more Changfeng inquired about the rumor, the more strange it seemed. It seemed as if there was someone behind the rumor, driving its birth and development.

In the capital city, from the eighty-year-old man to the eight-year-old child, everyone knows that the Crown Prince's future wife is destined to be a husband-killer.

What's more, the rumor became more and more intense, and there was even news that Lin Tingwan was a disaster star. No good would happen wherever she was. Changfeng knew that if this spread further, the situation might become so serious that it could not be stopped.

Just after Changfeng asked an old woman, he saw a familiar figure riding a horse towards him.