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

Lin House.

Ever since Lin Qingran escaped from marriage and disappeared, Lin Weiran caused a scene in Rong'an Tower during his holiday and was arrested, and people came from Tianhong Academy... everyone in the Lin family was exhausted, and Madam Lin, as the mother of the two core people, was even more troubled.

Lin Churan's wedding was completely forgotten.

Until Lin Weiran came back.

Lin Huaian and Madam Lin delivered all the things that they promised to Shen Guidi and He Qingchen to Prince Yan's Mansion that night.

In addition, in order to make up for the 'missing' and priceless jade pendant, Lin Huaian gave all his snack shops and houses on Changrong Street to the Prince of Yan's Mansion.

At this point, more than half of the Lin family’s assets on Changrong Street had been lost.

This was also something he had thought carefully about.

Changrong Street has a special geographical location and is surrounded by powerful people. His relationship with the Qi family is not good now, and he was demoted to the bottom by Emperor Zhaoyuan. Without some special means, it will be very difficult for the Lin family to keep the industry in Changrong Street.

It would be different if the things were transferred to Prince Yan’s Mansion.

Although the Prince of Yan was a prince who had been exiled for many years and was out of favor, he still had the Gu family, the Queen, and the eldest son, His Royal Highness Prince Rong, behind him.

So what if the King of Yan took those?

I'm afraid that within a few days, all those properties will be handed over to His Royal Highness Prince Rong, right?

In the past, the Lin family was naturally tied to the boat of the man in the palace by the Qi family. Now, it is time to choose a way out. Prince Rong may be a good choice.

Just think of it as surrendering to King Rong.

Lin Huaian thought silently. After the things were delivered to Prince Yan's Mansion, only two hours later, Lin Weiran was sent back to the Lin family by the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple in a swagger.

When Mrs. Lin received the notice, she didn't care about anything else and staggered out.

As soon as he reached the door, he met Lin Weiran who was walking back after getting off the carriage.

Madam Lin almost threw herself on her precious son. Once she hugged him, she couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears: "Weiran, you're finally back? Mother was almost worried to death, wuwu..."

Lin Weiran was stunned for a moment, then slowly reached out and patted Mrs. Lin on the back.

His fiery gaze fell directly on Lin Huaian who was standing behind Mrs. Lin.

After looking at them for a few times, he lowered his eyes and called out hoarsely, "Father, Mother."

Lin Huaian said calmly, "Are you back? Did anyone beat or scold you there? Are you injured?"

Lin Weiran paused and slowly shook his head.

He slowly grabbed Mrs. Lin's shoulders and pushed her away slightly: "Mom, I'm fine. My son has not slept well in the past few days in prison. I'm a little tired. I want to go back and wash up first. If there is anything, I will talk to you tomorrow, okay?"

Mrs. Lin's eyes were filled with tears, and the lingering smell of blood lingered at her nose.

She looked at Lin Weiran sadly.

He looked quite energetic, but the smell of blood on his body could not be concealed no matter what.

In fact, during the time Lin Weiran was in prison, he never had a good sleep or a good meal. Even so, He Qingchen would come to the prison from time to time to greet him and send a doctor to him.

After repeating this process over and over again, Lin Weiran's entire spirit and energy changed.

Madam Lin looked at him for a long time before she uttered a "hmm" with tears in her eyes and said hesitantly, "How about we call a doctor to come and see you? You've been locked up for so long, and I'm really worried."

"No need, my son is fine. On his way out, he passed by a place called Xingtai where prisoners were being interrogated, and got some blood on him, so he smells a little." Lin Weiran refused.

There was a hint of indifference, calmness, and a hint of panic in the voice.

Mrs. Lin and Lin Huaian looked at each other.

Neither of them said anything else.

Lin Weiran immediately bowed and was about to leave when he seemed to remember something.

He glanced around the house and asked slowly, "Yes, father, mother, I remember that tomorrow is the wedding banquet for my eldest sister and the Zhao family. How come there is not even a red lantern hung at home?"

Mrs. Lin and Lin Huaian's expressions froze.

The two looked at each other, but both tacitly turned their eyes to the housekeeper in the mansion.

Ordinarily, even if they didn't think of it, the housekeeper should have taken action, either urging them to remind them, or taking the lead in arranging the house to ensure that the wedding would go smoothly.

When the butler was looked at like this, his neck suddenly tightened and his eyes became uncertain and uneasy.

He wanted to remind you.

However, the Lin Qingran incident happened not long ago, and then there were various troubles in the Lin family. Bad things happened one after another. He thought that it was just a concubine's daughter getting married, which was not important, so he did not dare to get close to them.

However, in order to avoid being in a hurry when the time comes, he still prepared what needed to be prepared.

After seeing the performance of these two masters and one servant, what else did Lin Weiran not understand?

He glanced at the three of them coldly and turned back to the yard.

In the yard, the servants had prepared hot water and clothes and placed them in the bathroom next door.

He dismissed all the servants and slowed down his pace as he walked towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom, there was a large bucket prepared according to his instructions. He slowly moved to the bucket, took off his clothes, and stepped into the bucket. The wounds on his body were soaked in the warm water, emitting a pain he had never experienced before.

He bared his teeth, groaned several times, and slowly sank himself to the bottom of the water.

Lin Weiran, underwater, had a clear expression, his eyes were cold and resentful, and his whole body exuded a frightening hostility. He glanced at the scars on his body and felt only pleasure and pain.

His mind was reverberating with what He Qingchen had said to him from time to time during those days.

The scenes deep in his memory became a nightmare that he could not get rid of no matter what.

***

Day two.

The backyard of the Lin family, where everyone should have gotten up early to prepare, was completely silent.

Qiao Xinlian and Lin Churan, mother and daughter, had no sense of being married. They ate breakfast leisurely in the house, and remained indifferent despite the repeated urging of the people arranged by Mrs. Lin.

The servant had no choice but to go and invite Mrs. Lin over.

After hearing what Lin Weiran said, Mrs. Lin belatedly started to arrange the wedding.

In order to save face, she took care of the instructions throughout the night and hardly slept the whole night, her head aching from anger.

When she heard the servant coming to report to Lin, she went to the backyard with a cold face.

When he saw Lin Churan and her daughter still eating leisurely, and Lin Churan didn't even wear the bride's dress, he was furious.

She waved her hand to the outside world.

Immediately, a maid pulled Qiao Xinlian away and forcibly dragged Lin Churan into the house to change clothes and dress up.

Lin Churan knew the situation and did not argue with them, allowing them to pick up the things for him.

But I was waiting silently in my heart.

As Shen Guidi said, the wedding ceremony cannot take place today.

If the wedding ceremony fails today, she will have more trust in the Prince of Yan and his wife in the future. What difference will it make if she does as they say and fulfills their wishes?

Time passes little by little.

Lin Churan's heart went from calm and tired to anxious and uneasy. She stretched her neck to look outside. Her maid Fu'an had been sent out by her to get information. As for her mother, there was no need to worry about her.

Fortunately, she didn't have to wait long.