The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

At the same time that the second princess cornered Ruan Yuse, in Linjiazhuang, a small rural village far away in the southwest, Lin Qiao had already cornered Fu Qingsu, who was unable to answer where she came from, against the wall.

"Young Master, what are you talking about?" Fu Qingsu forced a smile and pretended to be calm, "Today is my wedding day after all, I, I am your stepmother anyway, you, you, you really want to be so rude?"

She spoke haltingly and began to look behind Lin Qiao. Finally, she remembered that as the "groom" today, it was impossible for Coroner Lin to wear such a dark blue suit. He should wear red like herself.

"Oh my, young lady, you are joking. Since my parents got married, there has been no one serving in the room. Where did the stepmother come from?" Lin Qiao bowed and said, "I was just asking about your background. I didn't try to arrest a stranger like you, and I didn't say anything offensive."

She spread her hands to indicate the distance between them: "I have never approached you without considering the difference between men and women, so how could it be rude?"

Fu Qingsu was extremely panicked. She hadn't even figured out why she was here, so how could she answer Lin Qiao's question? Her previous words were just an instinctive attempt to use her status to force Lin Qiao to back down.

She helplessly searched the crowd for the man in red. Lin Qiao stopped two steps away from her and just watched her quietly, waiting to see how she would respond to his questions next.

Fu Qingsu, with her eyes rolling wildly, finally found a man in wedding clothes, but before she could be surprised, she was frightened by the appearance of the man who turned around - different from the description in various fan works in the time and space she was in.

The real Coroner Lin, Old Man Lin, is not that suave, nor is he a shady and handsome man.

He was just an ordinary middle-aged man. Although he was a landlord and had servants working in the fields, Old Man Lin still liked to work in the fields himself when he had nothing to do. As a result, his skin was tanned more than one degree darker than his daughter's. His hands and feet were rough, with very obvious calluses, and he had a short beard. At first glance, he was no different from an ordinary old farmer in the village.

In short.

They are completely opposite to the "male protagonist" that Fu Qingsu imagined.

Unable to bear the blow, the woman suddenly felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, dizziness, and fell to the ground with her eyes rolled back.

Lin Qiao, who had no time to do anything else, said:...This guy is so vulnerable.

Before she could go forward to check on Fu Qingsu's condition, the crowd who were drinking wedding wine in the yard suddenly became quiet, and they all showed puzzled expressions as if they didn't understand why they were here.

Father Lin tugged at his red wedding gown in a daze and cried out in surprise, "Ahhhh!!! Could it be that Rong Niang is here to pick me up? But I haven't explained my funeral arrangements to the child yet!"

"Mr. Lin, don't scare us like this!" A middle-aged woman who came to drink opposite him screamed and pinched herself, then let out an even louder cry of pain.

Everyone looked at each other, and then looked up at the hot and bright sun hanging in the sky.

"It seems to be still daytime..."

"I don't lack anything, do I?"

"What the hell! I clearly remember that I was still in the field just now!"

The crowd exploded with laughter.

Old Man Lin also remembered that he had just gotten up from the bed, but in the blink of an eye the sun was already hanging above his head, and he was still wearing such clothes... He thought about it over and over again, but he could not come to any conclusion other than that his life was coming to an end and his wife who passed away early in life was coming to take him away.

Immediately, he put his hands together in front of his chest and prayed, "Mother Rong, please wait for me for a while. I will talk to Aqiao. Don't blame me for taking so many years to come down to find you. It's enough to tease me, but don't scare the villagers. Aqiao will have to live here in the future..."

Under the frightened and somewhat awed gazes of the villagers, Old Man Lin muttered a lot of good things to his wife.

Before Father Lin finished his words, he heard someone nearby exclaiming, "Oh! When did Young Master Lin come back? Why is this girl wearing a wedding dress? Who is she?"

As soon as Fu Qingsu fell into coma, everyone seemed to be awakened from a dream in an instant, and they did not remember what happened in the "dream". At this moment, they gathered in the direction of Lin Qiao and the others, and no one showed that they knew Fu Qingsu.

"Could it really be Madam Lin who has returned?" an elderly man in the crowd speculated, "Because ghosts cannot appear during the day, they borrowed this girl's body. Otherwise, why would this girl dress like she was going to marry Master Lin, and even persuade us to have a banquet?"

Everyone shuddered and focused their attention on Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao frowned, "This is indeed strange, but if it is really my mother who has returned, she should have no ill will towards us. Fellow villagers, there is no need to panic. This is the Lin family's family affair, and it will be left to my father and me to handle."

She came back to her senses and looked at Father Lin who had finally squeezed out of the crowd: "Father, no one knows the origin of this girl. Please go to the county, ask the police, and open a case to find her family.'"

Old Man Lin nodded, took off his bright red wedding dress and handed it to the servant, then apologized to everyone and left in a hurry.

After Lin Qiao finished speaking, she looked at the middle-aged women on the other side and said, "Aunts, this girl's chest is still rising and falling, she just fainted. It's not good to let her lie on the ground like this. Please come and help and move her to the bed inside."

A few women came forward hesitantly, and after feeling Fu Qingsu's body temperature, they felt relieved and moved her into the house.

Facing the group of people who stayed behind, Lin Qiao just said that the delicious food and wine on the table had already been prepared and it didn't want to be wasted, so he asked the servants and the villagers who came to the banquet to take some home, as if the Lin family had treated them to this delicious meal for free.

After hearing her words, the people who were still a little horrified by what happened today suddenly became happy again, and Lin Qiao always had a gentle smile on his face. Seeing this, he said, "This matter involves my deceased mother and father, and it is such a strange and bizarre thing. I hope you guys don't spread it outside. Thank you in advance."

The villagers, who had received the benefits but were afraid that there really was something fishy going on, patted their chests and promised themselves that they would never say anything.

Lin Qiao nodded with satisfaction and thanked him humbly again - she didn't expect the matter to be completely suppressed, but it was enough to suppress it for a while so that she could figure out the origins and purpose of this strange woman.

After seeing off the villagers who happily packed up the delicious food and wine, the smile on Lin Qiao's face disappeared in an instant. She returned to the room where Fu Qingsu was accommodated. The women who helped carry people in had also left. At this time, there were only the "man and woman" in the room.

Lin Qiao thought about it again and again, afraid that Fu Qingsu's coma time was too short, and once she woke up, she would affect others and enter a sleepwalking state. So he took out the knockout drug he usually used for self-defense from his sleeve, covered Fu Qingsu's mouth and nose for a while, causing her to fall into a deeper coma.