After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife married the living devil

The colder the weather got, the worse Lin Yanyu felt.

After all, he was too old. He caught a cold a few years ago and since then his body seemed to be broken. He was in a daze and had no energy all day long.

Xiangxue, the head maid of Shou'an Hall, was waiting for Lin Yanyu to wake up from her nap when Mother Liu lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Madam, there's a letter from the Lin family."

Lin Yanyu took a sip of the tea the little girl fed her, refreshed herself a little, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The one from Xiansheng Temple died last night."

Lin Yanyu was stunned. That selfish, stupid and vicious woman actually left before her.

Compared to the heinous crimes committed by this vicious woman, death was too easy for her.

But no matter how many scriptures they copied while kneeling, or how much punishment they endured every day, it would not save those people.

The innocent townspeople who died tragically, the baby in her belly who would never open her eyes again, Li Yanqi who died together with the rebels to save her, and her father and mother who committed suicide out of guilt.

The thing Lin Yanyu regretted most in her life was that her poor sister Lin Yanxia became a widow at a young age, and she took her to her side during her pregnancy on the pretext of entertaining her.

She knew that Lin Yanxia had always been competitive and wanted to be the best in everything, hoping to get everyone's attention.

Even if she took her clothes and secretly wore her jewelry, she would just think that her sister was too young and give in to her.

But she could never have imagined that Lin Yanxia would dare to take advantage of He Zhiyuan's drunken sleep in the side room while she was pregnant, and wear her clothes and sneak into her brother-in-law's bed in the dark...

Afterwards, when Lin Yanxia cried and demanded that the He family take her in with confidence, Lin Yanyu realized that this sister was rotten to the core.

To this day, she still remembers He Zhiyuan's evasive eyes and the contemptuous look her mother-in-law gave her.

Thinking of these old stories, Lin Yanyu, who rarely had emotions, couldn't help but cough violently.

All the maids in the room immediately became busy, some patted her back, some fed her tea, some brought the spittoon. Mother Liu stroked Lin Yanyu's chest and repeatedly comforted her.

After Lin Yanyu calmed down, she looked even sicker. She said weakly, "Wait until the master is off duty, and tell him the news. After all... she is his biological mother."

"Madam!" Mother Liu looked up in surprise, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Lin Yanyu knew what Mother Liu wanted to say, so she shook her head and smiled.

"Xiuzhen, do you really think that the master doesn't know that I'm not his biological mother?"

Although the He family kept silent about the fact that Lin Yanyu was infertile, it was no secret.

Everyone in the mansion knew that Prime Minister He loved his wife dearly. Although he could not refuse the concubine given by his superiors when he was young and the beauty awarded by the emperor, except for Lin Yanyu who was not convenient, He Zhiyuan had never entered or left the concubine's room.

But illegitimate sons and daughters were born one after another, but Lin Yanyu's waist remained slender.

When Mr. He was young, he might not have known that his stepmother was not his biological mother. But as he grew older, he could guess his own life experience from the gossip of maids and servants, as well as his appearance which was somewhat similar to that of his stepmother.

It is estimated that after He Zhiyuan passed away, Mr. He had already found out every detail of his life experience.

Poor Lin Yanxia has been holding on until now, just to wait for her son to take her back to the He Mansion so that the old Lord can be proud?

But, how is that possible? Mr. He can only be a filial son by Lin Yanyu's bedside.

So cold and thoughtful, just like He Zhiyuan.

Lin Yanyu's life was one that everyone envied, from being the wife of a scholar to being an official of the first rank. Her husband respected and loved her, she had many children and grandchildren, and she was surrounded by people in the front and back yards. She lived a life of honor and favor.

But she found it extremely boring.

Perhaps because of the news from the Lin Mansion during the day, Lin Yanyu dreamed of Li Yanqi.

Rumor has it that Li Yanqi is a violent and ruthless bully.

Lin Yanyu had also witnessed him beating people in the street. His punches hit flesh, and his handsome face became hideous and terrifying when he smiled.

She is Lin Yanyu, a lady who grew up under the ethical code, a person who has nothing to do with her.

Just as she couldn't believe that her sister would bear a grudge and lead the rebels into the city to kill her, she couldn't accept that Li Yanqi, the leader of the gang, would risk his life to save her.

In the dream, even if he was bleeding to death, he still had that shameless look, watching her cry with a sly smile on his face, and even teasing her in a nasty way.

"Are you so reluctant to let me die? As long as you promise me to dump that pretty boy surnamed He and leave him with me, I will definitely not be reluctant to die."

"Li, Li Yanqi, stop joking. You've lost a lot of blood. Please hold on a little while. I beg you to hold on a little while. What should I do? What should I do?"

Lin Yanyu was crying and shaking all over. She was at a loss and tried to cover his wounds in a panic, but the other party was covered with bruises and looked like a blood gourd, so she didn't know where to start.

Li Yanqi knew his own condition. He was injured so badly that he would definitely not survive.

With his skills, it would be easy for him to protect himself or leave the city. After all, the main target of the rebels was Lin Yanyu, the wife of the Qingzhou prefect.

But he couldn't do it. In his eyes, anyone could die, except Lin Yanyu.

Want to kill her, unless he dies.

Who taught... who taught him to like her so much?

Fortunately, he did it and helped her escape from the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

very nice.

Li Yanqi coughed twice, suppressed the blood in his throat, and tried to give her a smile.

"Hey! Stop crying, you know that, right?"

Lin Yanyu had two tears in her eyes. She watched the other person's face turn from gray to rosy, and tears flowed down. She knew there was a phrase called "last breath of life". She suppressed her tears and asked, "What?"

"I..." Li Yanqi dodged for a moment, then his dark eyes looked at her intently.

"I like you."

Lin Yanyu was stunned for a moment, tears hanging on her snow-white cheeks, and she forgot to let them fall.

Li Yanqi was obviously furious, "What? You didn't know? I showed it so obviously!"

"Are you a fool?"

"If I had known that pretty boy was so useless, I would have taken you home no matter what."

Lin Yanyu's face turned red, she felt embarrassed and anxious: "It's already this time, and you are still so frivolous!"

"If you don't say it now, you won't have another chance. Let me say it all at once."

"I really like you. I have liked you for a long time. I dream of marrying you, hugging you every night, sleeping in the same bed with you, and burying you in the same mound after I die."

"But your parents looked down on me and arranged for you to marry a scholar. I know you looked down on me too. I no longer do what I did before. Now I..."

"Forget it, there's no point in talking about this now, ahem..."

Li Yanqi felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier. He knew that once he closed his eyes, he would never be able to open them again.

With great effort, he placed Lin Yanyu's soft palm on his lips, and said in a staccato voice:

"Lin Yanyu, don't, don't be afraid of me anymore, will you marry me? I still want a daughter as pretty as you... I..."

Without waiting for a reply, the hand holding Lin Yanyu dropped down weakly.