After picking up a system

So when Ling Han showed up, whether intentionally or unintentionally, he cast a reproachful look at her.

Ling Han frowned, pretending to know nothing.

He stepped forward, bowed, and asked what had happened.

This time she looked up and saw everyone's expressions clearly. She felt as if she had been hit hard. She staggered back and was only able to stand with the help of Chunya.

She was trembling, and her voice was trembling as well: "Father, Mother, do you suspect that it was your daughter who did this?"

No one answered her, and everyone knew the answer in the silent atmosphere.

Ling Han gritted his teeth, trying to force back the tears that had already filled his eyes: "If that's the case, then let's report it to the police and see if it was my daughter who hurt my sister."

These words seemed to drain all of Ling Han's strength, and tears rolled down his cheeks one after another.

Reporting to the police, isn't that a slap in the face? Ling Buhuan's face changed: "Nonsense, such a small matter, why do you need to make it public? Is it to make others laugh?"

Ling Han remained silent again, and she shed tears silently in grievance just like Ling Zhitian did before.

The stepmother gave Ling Zhitian a look, and Ling Zhitian took a step forward: "Father, everything you do will always leave traces. Check the people who handled it, so as to avoid misunderstandings about me and my sister."

Ling Han is now beside her: "Sister is right, we should investigate it carefully."

Ling Zhitian was a little surprised as to why Ling Han was so calm.

Ling Buhuan pondered for a moment, looked at his stepmother's eyes, and ordered a thorough investigation.

He looked at Ling Han, as if he wanted to recall the vague figure from more than ten years ago.

Listening to Chi Yi recounting Ling Buhuan's deep affection, Ling Han tried hard to suppress the urge to roll his eyes.

Even shit is more affectionate than him.

The result came out and was beyond everyone's expectations.

When Ling Zhitian looked at the person being pushed up, she felt uneasy in her heart. This was not the maid she brought out today, this was the maid she ordered to buy medicine.

At the same time, she had always been the one who went out for me. She knew too many of my secrets.

Ling Han looked at the person in confusion. She didn't recognize him at all, but judging from the expressions of the people, she knew him. She asked, "Is this the person who drugged me and my sister?"

Quietness becomes more concrete after this sentence.

Ling Buhuan asked: "Which courtyard are you from?"

Ruoqing said timidly: "Reply, reply sir, I am from the Fifth Young Lady's courtyard."

Ling Buhuan then turned his gaze to Ling Zhitian.

Ling Zhitian knelt down and said, "Please investigate clearly, father. If I wanted to harm my sister, why would I drug myself? Besides, Ruoqing didn't travel with me today. I guess Ruoqing was framed as well." After saying that, she looked at Ling Buhuan hesitantly.

Ling Han coughed lightly and said, "Daughter, please investigate clearly, father. If I wanted to harm my sister, why would I do it in my own yard? Isn't this telling others that I was the one who poisoned her? I swear here that I have no ill will towards my fifth sister. If what I said is false, I will be struck by lightning."

After such bold words were spoken, everyone came to a conclusion.

Ruoqing was fined thirty lashes.

Ling Han and Ling Zhitian both received generous consolation gifts, and the matter was over.

This kind of ending can be considered as inconclusive, but the most common ending in life is inconclusive.

Of course, Ling Han didn’t care whether Ling Zhitian would be punished in the end, and the same went for himself.

When you see life as just being alive, everything else seems less important.

The person who brought ice to Ling Han today was not someone else, but Bai Shiyan himself.

As soon as he heard that his future wife was bullied, he wanted to come over immediately, but he was afraid of ruining his wife's reputation, so he waited until now.

Ling Han's small courtyard became quiet again. Everything that happened today seemed to be just a flash in the pan.

Ling Han was of course not affected at all, after all, in this era, these were commonplace things. When in Rome, do as the Romans do.

Bai Shiyan looked her up and down, and only then did he realize how offensive he had been.

In the past, he only wanted to be a demon, and he had completely forgotten all about etiquette. Since he came to the capital, no matter what he did, there were always several pairs of eyes watching him. After being talked to more and more, he gradually learned to be polite.

His father said that if he didn't get married, he would go back to inherit the family property and become the patriarch.

Bai Shiyan: Wouldn’t it be the same if he became the clan leader and then married?

If his father looks at him, he is not allowed to marry a human being.

Bai Shiyan was silent.

It is difficult for demons to have offspring, and it is even more difficult if they marry humans and have children. In addition, demons with impure bloodlines are bullied among demons.

Bai Shiyan: Ling Han, what are you going to give me to pay you back for what you owe me?

Of course, Ling Han didn't want to know his inner thoughts.

She leaned sideways on the couch, Chunya fanned her, and the ice cubes brought by Bai Shiyan were placed in a basin and slowly began to cool down.

Ling Han saw that he didn't speak for a long time, and straightened his body: "Could it be that you have someone you like and don't plan to marry me anymore?"

Bai Shiyan was stunned: "No. Why do you think so?"

Ling Han: "Why are you standing here without saying a word? If not because you feel guilty, then what is going on?"

Bai Shiyan: "I have never known that you were so eager to marry me and become my princess."

Ling Han rolled his eyes: "Ah, right, right, so, Your Majesty, has the wedding date been set?"

Bai Shiyan touched his nose and was so busy trying to get his feet on the ground and decorate the palace that he forgot to ask for a marriage decree.

Ling Han immediately started to chase people away.

Bai Shiyan knew he was in the wrong, so he left the gadgets he had brought with him and left.

Chunya sorted out the things Bai Shiyan left behind and said, "Miss, do you think all these are betrothal gifts?"

Ling Han glanced at her with a bit of disdain: "Chun Ya, I have been around a lot after all, how could you think such a small thing could be a betrothal gift?"

Chunya laughed and said: "I have lived in poverty in the small courtyard for too long, and I have forgotten that I am also a knowledgeable person. Hehe."

Ling Han sighed at the silly child and found a comfortable position for himself to lie down.

Next, Ling Han lived a leisurely life in his shabby little courtyard.

One day, Ling Han was suddenly called up by someone in the lady's yard and asked to wash and dress up properly.

She was completely bewildered until she was helped to the front hall and saw the white-faced, beardless man with slanted eyes. Only then did she understand what was going on.

Ling's father and stepmother sat at the upper seats with smiles on their faces, and Ling Han was arranged to sit opposite his father-in-law.

Ling Han bowed one by one and sat obediently in his seat.

Chunya stood aside, anxiously not knowing how to break this situation.

Ling Han counted the seconds silently in his heart. With every extra moment of agony, the image of the white-faced pig head became more solid.

Bai Shiyan, who was riding on a horse, sneezed several times without warning and his riding speed slowed down.

The father-in-law behind him finally caught up with him, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and spoke to express his concern for Bai Shiyan.