After rebirth, the scumbag prince only wants to pamper his wife every day

Lin Huaian and Mrs. Lin were running around outside all day.

They ran around to all the mansions of dukes, marquises, princes, and even all kinds of related in-laws that they could get close to, and even blocked the door of the residence of the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, hoping that someone could help them get Lin Weiran out.

However, after going around in circles and working hard all day, I still got nothing.

Everyone was either very secretive about the matter, keeping silent about it, dealing with it casually, or asking the doorman to say they were not in the house, or simply closing the door and pretending not to know about it.

Dali Temple can be said to be their last hope.

Unfortunately, the other party didn't even show up, but was very "kind" to point them in the right direction and asked them to go to Prince Yan's mansion to plead for mercy.

Lin Huaian and Mrs. Lin's faces turned extremely dark when they heard what the doorman relayed.

At this juncture, if he still doesn't understand what is going on, then his nearly twenty years in the court will have been in vain.

Even the princes and dukes were unwilling to get involved in Lin Weiran's matter, which only meant one thing, that Emperor Zhao Yuan let it go and handed the matter entirely over to Prince Yan's Mansion.

After going full circle, all the harsh words they had said finally came back to bite them.

It was getting dark.

The couple stood outside the Dali Temple with blank eyes, exhausted and covered in dust, feeling mixed emotions.

Especially Mrs. Lin, she was born into a noble family, and after she got married, her husband was quite kind to her for the sake of her natal family. When did all this start to change?

Yes, it probably started when that little bitch married into Prince Yan’s mansion.

Since that day, the Lin family and even she seemed to be shrouded in something unlucky. The more they struggled, the more miserable they became.

Like today.

Being driven away, scolded, rejected, even ignored and treated coldly were things she had never experienced before, let alone imagined. But when she thought about her son who was imprisoned not far away and whose life or death was unknown, all her self-esteem and pride were not that important.

She looked at Lin Huaian, who was also a little embarrassed, and gritted her teeth slightly: "Husband, let's... go to Prince Yan's Mansion again?"

Lin Huaian turned his head and looked at her, a flash of hesitation and struggle in his eyes.

Finally, he sighed heavily and said 'hmm'.

On the way to Prince Yan's Mansion, Lin Huaian remained silent. His hands were placed on his thighs, but they were clenched tightly, and his face was as dark as ink.

After being married for more than ten years, Mrs. Lin naturally understood what Lin Huaian was thinking.

She tried her best to calm herself down, patted Lin Huaian's hand, and carefully warned: "My husband, after we go, if the King of Yan and his wife still bring up something else... let's do what we should do.

Those material possessions can be recovered in the future, but Wei Ran’s future…”

Mrs. Lin choked up as she spoke.

She suppressed her grievance and continued, "At least, we have to rescue Wei Ran first, and then talk about the rest. For a while, don't act like a father. It's been so long, and you must have seen clearly what that little bitch does to our family.

She came back to take those things back.

Now that Wei Ran is in her hands, we should just give her some compensation."

If she followed her previous style, she would not be willing to give even a single thing to the concubine in the mansion.

Even though she knew very well that those things originally belonged to the Shen family, to Shen Guidi's maternal family, everyone also knew that the Shen family had no one left. Shen Guidi was just a woman, so no matter how much she wanted, it would only be to prepare wedding clothes for Prince Yan.

Qi has her own prince to support, so why would Mrs. Lin be willing to provide anything for Prince Yan?

She hoped that Prince Yan would be defeated sooner and completely annihilated by these imperial powers, so that Prince Rong would have one less helper.

However, no matter what she thought in her heart, her precious son was now in someone else's hands. Even if she had claws, she had to hide them carefully to avoid hurting the other person and then taking her anger out on her son.

**

Prince Yan's Mansion.

After He Qingchen accompanied Shen Guidi for dinner, seeing that it was still early, Shen Guidi suggested that they play chess in the yard to digest the food.

The two sat opposite each other. In between the black and white chess pieces, He Qingchen asked uncertainly, "A'di, why do I feel like this yard seems emptier? Is there something missing?"

He remembered that every time he came back, the yard seemed to be full.

Looking at it now, why is it empty?

Shen Guidi looked up at him in surprise.

She originally thought that He Qingchen had noticed it when he came over in the afternoon.

This yard is not just a little empty, it is completely empty, okay?

Shen Guidi shook his head and laughed: "Your Majesty, are you sure it's a little empty?"

"Ok?"

"There are all kinds of flowers and plants in front and behind this yard. If they are left like this, the smell of the flowers and plants is really too strong. I think the smell is too strong. In addition, there are too many flowers and plants, and there are also many mosquitoes and ants. I simply asked Wang Zongguan to move them to another place."

"Don't you like flowers and plants?" He Qingchen recalled carefully.

Indeed, his Ah Di did not seem to like incense, and he seemed to have never smelled any strong scent of incense on her. However, her body seemed to have a light and fresh fragrance.

The fragrance is very light, refreshing, and slightly sour.

The smell was somewhat like the scent of lemon leaves. Whenever he got close to it, he always felt that the fragrance was fresh and pleasant, and very comfortable.

Shen Guiyi shook her head: "I don't like it. However, there is no greenhouse in the mansion. I discussed with Wang Zongguan and planned to renovate the beehive in the backyard to house these flowers and plants. But it will take some time to renovate the greenhouse. I really feel uncomfortable when I smell these, so I simply asked Wang Zongguan to move them all to the wall outside the yard."

"Well, I'm not feeling well. I won't put flowers and plants there from now on."

"Your Highness, this yard is now vacant. It's a large space, and I don't think it would be suitable to put anything there. How about asking someone to loosen up the ground in the yard and plant some things?"

Shen Guidi asked cautiously, not sure whether He Qingchen would agree.

He Qingchen felt uncomfortable looking at her like this.

It was as if she did not regard herself as the master of this palace, and always felt distant and indifferent towards him and this palace.

He even suspected that she didn't intend to live in the palace for long.

He Qingchen pursed his lips and no longer had the heart to play chess.

He threw the chess piece back into the box, stared at Shen Guidi, and said word by word: "Adi, this is your home and this king's home, you can do whatever you want, you don't have to look at anyone's face or ask anyone's opinion.

Not to mention planting something here, even if you want to modify or demolish the entire palace, that's fine.

This is Prince Yan's Palace, our own residence.

You are the master here, you don't have to be so careful, relax a little, try to... trust me a little more, okay?"

At the end of his speech, He Qingchen's expression was tinged with sadness.

He originally didn't want to say the last sentence, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't help it. He just hoped that she could really listen to what he said, feel more at ease, and care about him more.