Are all the love-brained villains my apprentices?

Lingjiao took a deep breath, raised his head and mustered up the courage to speak to Lin Wenyu.

"Can the Immortal Lord help me escape from the Wen family?"

A smile appeared on Lin Wenyu's face.

"Have you thought about it?"

After thinking about it for a few days, Lingjiao became more determined about this idea.

She raised her head and looked at Lin Wenyu, and this time she did not look away.

"Yes, I've thought about it."

Lin Wenyu clapped her hands a few times, stood up and walked to Lingjiao.

He took out a green pill that he had prepared long ago.

"That's good, this is the antidote."

"How did the Immortal Lord know?"

Seeing that Lin Wenyu had prepared the antidote before he could even open his mouth, Lingjiao felt a little confused and asked subconsciously.

"When I helped you last time, I took your pulse as well."

Lin Wenyu said it calmly.

But it caused a huge storm in Lingjiao's heart.

So was it because of this reason that Immortal Wen Yu asked her at that time if she had ever thought about leaving the Wen family?

Lingjiao guessed correctly.

At that time, Lin Wenyu was just taking precautions.

After all, the Wen family is not a good family, and they might resort to some tricks.

After taking Lingjiao's pulse, Lin Wenyu instantly knew that drug had been taken.

It also indirectly verified that Lingjiao was actually having a very difficult time in the Wen family.

That's why Lin Wenyu asked Lingjiao if she had ever thought about leaving the Wen family.

As for why he knew that the water chestnuts were drugged but didn’t help?

The reason is quite simple.

Even if Lin Wenyu could help her this time, as long as Lingjiao wanted to depend on the Wen family for life, she would not think of saving herself at all.

Then the drugging will definitely not be done only once.

The medicine given to Lingjiao is easy to cure, but the Wen family is the biggest chronic poison in Lingjiao's heart.

Lin Wenyu is not a saint, she knows herself very well.

Her kindness towards Lingjiao came from sympathy and her gratitude for Zhu Pingan's care.

But if this continues, the remaining kindness will be wiped out.

If accepting kindness becomes a habit, then water chestnuts will become a burden that she cannot get rid of.

So Lin Wenyu gave the choice to Lingjiao.

Should I choose to make a decisive decision or continue to be eaten away by the chronic poison of the Wen family?

Lingjiao took the pills handed to him by Lin Wenyu and thanked her repeatedly.

"Thank you very much, Immortal Venerable. Thank you very much, Immortal Venerable."

“Don’t thank me.

The one who saves you is yourself."

He was determined to break away from the Wen family and find a way to make a living for himself.

Lin Wenyu’s words stunned Lingjiao, and she unconsciously looked at the pill in her hand.

The green pill was reflected in the water chestnut's pupils.

Her eyes were dyed green.

A smile appeared at the corners of Lingjiao's lips.

She looked up at Lin Wenyu.

The cowardice in Lingjiao was much alleviated.

This time she did not kneel down again, but bowed respectfully to Lin Wenyu.

"No, I still want to thank the Immortal Venerable."

If it weren't for Lin Wenyu's words at the beginning, if Lin Wenyu hadn't arranged for her to go to the weaving workshop.

I'm afraid she will never think of leaving the Wen family.

Maybe she would really let the Wen family devour her and spend her life in a daze.

This time, Lin Wenyu did not avoid her bow.

Instead, after she bowed, he helped Lingjiao up with a smile.

"Well, now that the decision has been made, there's no turning back.

As for the Wen family, you can send the divorce letter to the Wen family in the name of Xuanling Sect."

Lingjiao was touched.

She knew in her heart that Lin Wenyu did all these things entirely for her sake.

She was just a concubine of Wen Juncheng.

It is not up to you to decide whether to go or stay.

But if it is in the name of Xuanling Sect, Wen Juncheng has to give himself freedom even if he doesn't want to.

Tears welled up in Lingjiao's eyes.

"I have no way to repay the Immortal Venerable's great kindness, I..."

Lingjiao got stuck in the middle of her words. She originally wanted to do her best to repay Lin Wenyu's kindness.

But when I think about it carefully, I can't think of what the famous Immortal Master Wen Yu would be missing.

As if she saw Lingjiao's embarrassment, Lin Wenyu spoke unintentionally.

"I heard that this weaving workshop has just received a batch of floating brocade.

My apprentices are in need of some new clothes."

The eyes of the water chestnut lit up.

Yes, since Immortal Master Wen Yu has everything he needs, I can give some things to his disciple.

In addition to the spiritual stone wages, workers in the weaving workshop can also get some cloth.

Together with the remaining spirit stones from buying the hairpin for Wen Xinya, I think I only need to save up for some more time to make a few sets of clothes.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Lin Wenyu no longer planned to stay any longer.

"Then I'll leave first. As for the divorce letter..."

Lin Wenyu took out a badge from her body and handed it to Lingjiao.

"Just go find the young master Huo who brought you here."

Poor Huo Zicheng, he had one more thing to do without even realizing it.

Lingjiao took the badge and thanked him repeatedly.

Then Lin Wenyu's figure disappeared from Lingjiao's sight.

Lingjiao held the badge given by Lin Wenyu in his hand, and silently calculated in his mind how much cloth would be needed to make clothes for the four children.

And the spiritual stones needed for the cloth.

He was lost in thought when he was interrupted by the consul who walked into the front hall.

Lingjiao looked at the consul who came in with some nervousness.

I couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Just now he was caught distracted while working, and now the guests have left but he is still in a daze in the front hall.

But the consul just glanced at the water chestnut.

"Now that we've finished chatting, let's go back to work."

"Yes."

Lingjiao thought about the fabric and mustered up the courage to ask.

"that……"

The consul kept putting away the glass cup, as if he knew what Lingjiao wanted to ask.

"The Fuguangjin was entrusted to us. Apart from the portion that should be given to the weaving workshop, there is no surplus."