The legitimate daughter is reborn and the fake Bai Lian is completely panicked

After meeting King Qi, Shen Mi and Yun Lan returned to the Shen Mansion.

In the room, Shen Mi sat in front of the window, frowning slightly as she thought of the secret of the Prince's Mansion that the King of Qi had told her.

In her previous life, why didn’t she know that there was an underground prison in the Prince’s Mansion in the East Palace?

What's locked inside?

She was very familiar with the Eastern Palace in her previous life.

The Eastern Palace was heavily guarded, and Crown Prince Murong Jing would not allow anyone to enter some of the cabinet's studies without permission.

Murong Jing was very suspicious and specially arranged secret sentries on the outer wall of the East Palace. If these sentries discovered any situation, they would send out signals at any time.

In the previous life, Yu'er accidentally broke into the study room in the East Palace and was yelled at by Murong Jing, making him cry loudly.

The prince was furious at the time and punished the guards.

When Shen Mi was in the Eastern Palace, she was in danger with Yu'er and had to depend on the prince's mood for everything she did.

She is the daughter of a marquis, and he is the high and mighty prince.

Now, if one wants to get someone to sneak into the East Palace, it might be... difficult.

Thinking of this, she put down the teacup in her hand and looked at Yunlan who was tidying up her clothes.

"Yunlan, prepare paper and pen for me."

Yun Lan put down the clothes in her hands and said, "Okay, I will prepare them for you right away."

In less than a moment, the paper and pen were ready, and Shen Mi picked up the pen and began to write on the paper.

After writing the letter, she handed it to Yunlan.

"Find an opportunity to send this letter to Yishui and ask my senior brother to come and help."

Yun Lan took the letter and looked at Shen Mi, "Miss, what happened? Why do you need Master Yu to come?"

Shen Mi pursed her lips and said, "Let him come because there is something important that needs his help."

"Yes, Miss, I will deliver the letter right away."

The Young Master Yu mentioned by Yun Lan is Shen Mi’s senior brother in Yishui, Yu Zi’an.

Shen Mi was raised in Yishui since she was a child. Jiang Xuan was afraid that she would be uneducated, so he let her study medicine in Yishui.

And Yu Zian is Shen Mi's senior brother.

By letting Yu Zian come to Yanjing City, she could also implement her plan at the Qionghua Banquet.

Use this plan to enter the East Palace.

After Yunlan took the letter and went out, Shen Mi sat on the chair, took a few sips of the fine West Lake Longjing tea, and then saw Qinghe walk in.

"Miss, I just heard from the housekeeper that Lin is taking medicine in the side yard and trying to commit suicide. She said she knew about the late Madam and wanted to see the Master."

Shen Mi put down the teacup in his hand, frowned slightly, and sneered: "Almost lost his life?"

"Humph, I'm afraid this is just a play put on by the Lin family."

"How long has Dad been gone?"

Qing He said, "I've been gone for quite a while, I'm afraid that Lin will do something dirty."

Shen Mi was silent for a moment. He was afraid that Lin was now thinking of ways to have children.

But Pingyang Hou was hit by the treading magpie branch and was completely helpless.

Could it be that he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to call his father over and then secretly conceive a child?

Thinking of this, Shen Mi sighed.

"Besides wanting to have children, what does Lin want to do?"

According to the timeline of his previous life, the Shen family suffered misfortune in the third year after he married into the Eastern Palace.

His father and grandmother were beheaded.

But now, more than two years have passed since the Shen family suffered disaster, and there is still hope for a turnaround.

……

From the side courtyard of Pingyang Marquis's Mansion, there were voices of a woman making gentle pleas and crying.

Lin sat in front of the bed, put her arms around Marquis Pingyang's waist tightly, rested half of her head on his shoulder, and cried bitterly.

On the table, a faint incense was lit, and the fragrance filled the entire room.

Lin's miserable crying voice was heard.

"Master, no matter how wrong I am, I have been married to you for more than ten years. You can't treat me like this."

"We have Shu'er now. Could it be that Master is so ungrateful?"

"If I say something like that to a prostitute, the master will beat me until I bleed and drive me to this shabby side yard, master... wuwu."

Lin cried with tears in her eyes.

Pingyang Hou stood up with an angry look on his face and pushed Lin away.

"Stop acting like that. I'm tired of watching you. You're trying to trick me into coming here again."

Lin immediately got up from the bed.

"Master, please give me a chance to reform. I will never dare to do it again."

"From now on, I will only listen to you, Master. If there is a next time, I am willing to drink poison and go to hell."

Pingyang Hou turned to look at her and sneered, "Go to hell? I'm afraid that hell won't accept you for what you did."

"Feng'er, Yu'er, Li'er, and Mi'er are all my own flesh and blood, and they have called you mother for so many years."

"How can you be so cruel to hurt them? They are my children."

"How can you have the heart to do so many vicious things?"

"Whether you live or die in this side yard has nothing to do with me. If you try to deceive me again, don't blame me for being merciless."

After saying this, Marquis Pingyang left in anger.

Lin's eyes were red from crying, and the table was filled with the smell of incense.

She looked at the back of Pingyang Hou leaving and gritted her teeth and said, "Master, you forced me to do this, don't blame me!"

"If you want to blame someone, blame King Rui for being soft-hearted and letting you go in Fanlou."

"If you go to hell and become a ghost, you can't come to me. I am following the orders of the Crown Prince and the Queen."

At noon, sunlight shone through the window and fell on Lin.

When the maid Dongxiang pushed the door open, Lin had already gotten up from the couch.

"I gave the master a chance, but he just didn't want it."

"Don't blame me for being cruel. I haven't divorced him yet. Once the master dies, the entire Shen family will depend on me."

Dongxiang's eyes were dark, and she whispered, "Madam, as long as you are pregnant, you can leave the side yard."

Lin grinned and said to Dongxiang, "In the evening, ask that person to come in and remember to light the love incense."

"When I get pregnant, then..."

She made a killing gesture.

Dongxiang understood immediately: "Yes, ma'am."

As soon as the sun went down, the fragrance of love incense burned in Lin's private room. The fragrance was so faint that ordinary people could not detect it.

It can make a man confused.

Late at night, Dongxiang deliberately handed the hot water in her hand to the servant who occasionally came to clean the yard.

"My lady said that I am clumsy and there are no other maids in this yard. I have to be busy with other things, so I will leave the task of delivering water to you."

The little servant held the water in his hand, somewhat puzzled, but he naturally obeyed his lady's orders.

In order to please Lin, the Duke's wife specially ordered Dongxiang to find a young man who was both good-looking and strong.

The door opened, and Lin was seen lying on the bed in a gauze skirt, her fair skin vaguely visible.

In a normal courtyard, outsiders are not allowed to enter the inner rooms of the ladies.

However, Lin has always been in this side courtyard and no one has ever supervised her, so she became bolder.

The little servant walked with his head lowered, not daring to look up at Lin, and put the hot water on the ground.

"Ma'am, the hot water is here."

Lin stood up slowly, glanced at the young man, and smiled with satisfaction.

"You are really handsome. Dongxiang has something to do today, so you can wash my feet for me."

As soon as the words fell, the servant shrank back in fear: "Madam, how can this be possible?"

Lin said, "Why not? Do you think washing my feet would be unfair to you?"

"That's not what I meant."

Lin rolled her eyes at him and said, "Wash my feet for me."

"Yes." The little servant had no choice but to kneel on the ground, pick up Lin's jade feet and wash them carefully.

However, the longer I stayed in this room, the more I felt the blood in my body begin to stir along with the faint fragrance in the room.

Lin could see that the little slave was restless, and he was trying his best to restrain himself.

She stretched out her foot and lifted the slave's chin slightly: "You are so timid, do you dare?"