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

Old Madam Lin seemed to be possessed by a demon. She shook her head and said, "I had a dream when she was born. She would kill Mingqian's family, Yuehong, Song Yingyue, and hundreds of people in the general's mansion."

Uncle Fang sighed and looked at her helplessly, "You also said it was just a dream. Mingqian's position in the court is now flourishing. How could it be the same as you said? Don't scare yourself."

Old Madam Lin shook her head, tightly grasped Uncle Fang's sleeve, and wailed, "Brother, a few days before Yun Tao died, I dreamed that something bad would happen to him, and then something really happened to him. I was never wrong, brother."

Uncle Fang had a complicated expression, "Yangyang was just a newborn baby at the time. She was innocent no matter what. She should not be blamed for this. Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Old Lady Lin did not act as if she had heard something horrible. Instead, she looked horrified. “No, if it weren’t for her, everything would be different! It’s all her fault!”

Uncle Fang's face flashed with disappointment, and he slowly said, "You will suffer sooner or later if you keep doing this. You are old now, and it will be Yu Mingqian who will support you in the future. But now you have separated from him and his mother, and you will suffer in the future."

Old Madam Lin snorted coldly and raised her voice involuntarily, "If it weren't for Song Yingyue and Lin Tingwan, how could I have the current rift between me and my son?"

After hearing this, even Uncle Fang was speechless. He curled his lips and said, "I really can't understand why you have become like this after coming to the capital. It's really terrible!"

The ruthless grinding of time carved deep wrinkles on his slightly pale face, making him look a little exhausted. "Mingqian is already good. You should not be ungrateful for what you have. Look at that injustice. He still relies on me for a living at his age."

After saying this, he sighed, "If it weren't for Fang Buping, how could I have lost my ancestral property and come to Beijing to look for you? Be nice to Mingqian's family. This is my last advice to you."

After he said this, Mrs. Lin remained unmoved. She turned her head away and still looked stubborn.

Uncle Fang shook his head, turned around and left with some helplessness.

……

Lin Tingwan packed everything up early in the morning.

The three of them agreed to go outside the city to appreciate the chrysanthemums and meet in the pavilion at the city gate.

When Lin Tingwan arrived, she found Yu Huaixing was already waiting in the pavilion. He was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a green robe, with a white blanket covering his legs. When he saw Lin Tingwan, he immediately smiled and waved at her.

Lin Tingwan hurriedly walked forward with a faint smile on his face, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Yu Huaixing said in a gentle tone, "I just got here not long ago, too."

At this time, Yu Huaixing's cheeks were slightly flushed, and his eyes seemed to be shining. He looked very energetic, no longer the listless look he had the last time they met.

Lin Tingwan smiled and asked, "Have you been feeling better these days?"

Yu Huaixing nodded, "There's a new doctor in the mansion, he's very skilled, and with his care, I've recovered quite well recently."

Lin Tingwan immediately thought of the miracle doctor who cured Yu Huaixing’s leg in her previous life. Just as she was about to ask, Su Hanyan came.

She got off the carriage with sleepy eyes and walked straight towards the two of them. "It's only the morning hour and the sky has just brightened. Didn't the ancients in your family need to sleep?"

Lin Tingwan blinked, but she was already used to Su Hanyan saying something she couldn't understand from time to time. However, today was the first time Yu Huaixing met Su Hanyan, so she quickly introduced him.

"Your Highness, this is Su Hanyan, the daughter of the Minister of Rites." She turned to Su Hanyan and said, "This is the Marquis of Wu'an's son."

Su Hanyan gave Yu Huaixing a slightly parrot-like salute and said, "Greetings, Prince."

Yu Huaixing smiled lightly and said, "Miss Su, there is no need to be so polite. We are here to appreciate the chrysanthemums today, so there is no need to pay attention to these empty formalities."

Su Hanyan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief and stood up. "At first I was worried that I didn't know the rules and would disturb the prince's interest. Now I feel much more relieved."

Lin Tingwan turned her head and couldn't help but look at Su Hanyan one more time. She was not like this the last time they met. She seemed to be more cheerful. She couldn't help but feel curious about what changed her.

This place was not far from the place where one could admire the chrysanthemums, and since the three of them were out for fun together, they decided to walk there.

Xia Mu pushed Yu Huaixing's wheelchair so that the three of them could move in parallel.

"Yangyang, I heard that there was a fire in the general's mansion a few days ago? Were there any casualties?" Yu Huaixing asked worriedly.

Lin Tingwan knew that he was a very good person and had never criticized any of his servants. She raised her lips slightly and said with a smile, "Don't worry. The fire was in the warehouse. There was no one inside. Some calligraphy and paintings were burned."

"It's all right, it's all right."

Lin Tingwan turned around and found Su Hanyan with her head down, thinking about something. She hadn't spoken a word since then.

"Miss Su, are you feeling unwell?"

Su Hanyan did not answer her question directly. Instead, she turned her head and looked at Yu Huaixing steadily, which made the two of them a little confused. After a long time, she said, "I know that you two trust each other. If that's the case, there's nothing I can't say, right?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Tingwan couldn't help but be stunned. For some reason, she always felt that Su Hanyan knew a lot of things. Since she returned to Beijing in this life, she had never had much contact with Yu Huaixing in public.

But Su Hanyan's words hit the nail on the head.

Lin Tingwan narrowed his eyes, wanting to hear what she wanted to say, so he nodded and said, "Of course, Miss Su can say whatever you want to say, and there is no need to avoid the prince."

"Was the Resurrection Powder burned in the fire? Or was the fire intended to cover up the disappearance of the Resurrection Powder?" Su Hanyan looked at Lin Tingwan with a worried look on her face. "I heard that someone tried to snatch the medicine on the street when you were on your way back to the Lin Mansion that day."

Lin Tingwan opened his eyes slightly, and finally decided to follow Su Hanyan's words and said, "Yes, the medicine was stolen."

Su Hanyan suddenly opened her eyes wide, quickly stepped forward and grabbed Lin Tingwan's arm, and asked, "Do you know who did this?"

"I don't know. Many things in our private vault disappeared in the fire that day, including the Resurrection Powder. But that man came and went without a trace. If it weren't for the fire, I'm afraid we wouldn't have noticed it." Lin Tingwan pretended to be sad.

Su Hanyan bit her lower lip tightly, with a look of disbelief on her face, and muttered softly, "How is it possible? Isn't the medicine already in the hands of the heroine? How could it disappear? Could it be that all this cannot be changed?"

Lin Tingwan and Yu Huaixing looked at each other, both of them full of confusion.