Tragic death and rebirth, the daughter of a general poisoned the government and the country

"Your Highness, may I borrow a pen and paper?"

Nan Rongjing guessed that she would write back, and had already prepared paper and pen. Mu Shang respectfully placed them in front of Lin Yushu.

The snow-white rice paper exuded a faint orchid fragrance. Lin Yushu raised her eyebrows slightly. It was the paper she usually used. She didn't expect that Nan Rongjing also liked it.

The elegant small seal script appeared vividly on the paper, and soon a letter home was completed.

Lin Yushu put the letter into an envelope without sealing it and handed it directly to Nan Rongjing.

Nan Rongjing was a little surprised, "Aren't you afraid that I might peek?"

Lin Yushu smiled faintly, "If you want to see it, it's useless even if I block it."

Then he continued seriously: "I asked my father to focus on attacking the forces of the Northern Liao prince when clearing out the remaining Northern Liao forces."

The Crown Prince of Northern Liao was the last monarch of Northern Liao to ascend the throne in the previous life, and Nan Shuning married him.

The current ruler of Northern Liao is over seventy years old and will die in two years.

The Crown Prince of Northern Liao and Nan Shuning's biological father, the Eighth Prince of Northern Liao, are the two people most likely to seize the throne.

The princes of Northern Liao were all skilled in riding, shooting, and leading troops. Among them, the Crown Prince and the Eighth Prince were the best among all the princes.

The two main commanders in this battle against Yuanshan were these two.

In the previous life, Lin Yushu's father, Lin Mingyue, performed his duties conscientiously and slaughtered all the remaining soldiers who could be wiped out. Unfortunately, those who were slaughtered were almost all the remaining troops of the Eighth Prince.

Of course, this may not be a coincidence, it may be a trick by the Prince of Northern Liao to cut off his tail in order to survive.

As a result, the Eighth Prince's power was frustrated, and he lost in the final battle for the throne. Emperor Ming took this opportunity to marry Nan Shuning to the Crown Prince of Northern Liao, completely turning the Crown Prince of Northern Liao and the Eighth Prince against each other.

If Lin Mingyue only massacred the forces of the Crown Prince of Northern Liao in this life, then the Eighth Prince might be able to defeat the Crown Prince of Northern Liao.

With Emperor Ming's cautious and cowardly character, he would certainly not easily provoke the Eighth Prince who might seize the throne, so Nan Shuning would not need to marry.

In just one sentence, Nan Rongjing understood what Lin Yushu meant.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yushu, who seemed cold-hearted, actually dared to let her father risk collaborating with the enemy to interfere in the situation in Northern Liao, just to protect her friend.

What Nan Rongjing didn't expect was that Lin Yushu seemed to be very clear about the political situation in Northern Liao.

The more familiar I get with her, the more she seems like a mystery, unfathomable.

Nan Rongjing didn't ask any more questions. He put the letter carefully in his arms and gave Lin Yushu a reassuring smile.

That night, Han Xu, who had drunk enough, staggered to the bridal chamber.

Bang!

The door was kicked open and Lin Fang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was startled.

Han Xu strode in and shouted at the maids and servants in the room, "All of you get out!"

Seeing Lin Fang dressed in gorgeous clothes and with a veil on her head, waiting for him obediently, Han Xu felt a surge of heat rising from his lower abdomen.

Han Xu's hands trembled as he tried to lift the veil, but his hands became so weak after recovering from the illness that he couldn't even hold the veil.

Seeing his broken hand, Han Xu clenched his fist angrily, but unfortunately he couldn't clench his fist.

He swung his fist angrily, directly flipping off the veil and knocking off several of the red hairpins on Lin Fang's head.

Lin Fang stood still, not even her expression changing.

"You are my wife? Huh? You don't look as good as the previous one!"

Han Xu spoke drunkenly, and seemed to recall Lin Yushu's beauty, a lewd smile appeared on his face.

"What's wrong with the county lady? How come I, a son of a noble marquis, can't marry her?!"

Lin Fang stood up and supported the staggering Han Xu, and undressed him with a cold expression.

"Husband, it's time to rest."

"Oh? Yes, it's time to rest. It's good to rest."

After saying that, a pair of chicken claw-like hands randomly roamed around Lin Fang's body...

After a night, Han Xu was still hungover, so Lin Fang packed up alone and went to serve tea to her parents-in-law.

"Hey? Why did you come here alone? Where's that jerk?"

Mrs. Han pulled Lin Fang and looked behind her.

"My husband was drunk last night and couldn't get out of bed. I felt sorry for him, so I came here on my own."

Lin Fang blushed as she spoke, and it seemed that she was very satisfied with the night she spent with Han Xu.

Mrs. Han was very happy. She had always indulged Han Xu and was afraid that marrying a wife would be too unfair to Han Xu.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fang was as caring towards her husband as Mrs. Han, which made Mrs. Han very satisfied.

"You are a sensible person. I will be relieved to have you take care of Han Xu in the future."

Lin Fang lowered her head shyly, a meaningful smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

A month later, it was a new year again and the maids and servants in Bixiao Courtyard were busy.

While Chuntao was wrapping the red envelope as a reward for the servants, she was telling Lin Yushu about the latest news that Cuizhu had heard.

"I didn't expect that the third young lady, who is usually quiet, is actually a person who can coax people. Now, just one month after marrying into the Ruchang Marquis's Mansion, Madam Han actually handed over the power of managing the family to her."

Chuntao was amazed, but Lin Yushu was not surprised at all. Judging from Lin Fang's reaction to her advice on the day of her wedding, she already had an idea in her mind.

I only seek wealth and glory, not a trace of true love.

As the one in charge of the household affairs of the Marquis' Mansion, it didn't matter to Lin Fang whether Han Xu was fat or flat.

She doesn't even have to give birth to a son herself. Her parents-in-law's hearts are on Lin Fang, and any illegitimate child will definitely be raised by her.

Lin Yushu suddenly thought of herself. If the day ever came when she wanted to get married, she could choose a decent man and live a respectful life with him. This way, her father and brother would be relieved...

"In two days, the New Year's Eve banquet will be held. Which palace dress will Miss wear?"

Chuntao took out seven or eight sets of gorgeous and beautiful palace dresses and placed them in front of Lin Yushu.

Since Shuyue Pavilion opened, its reputation among noble ladies has become more and more famous, and its business has become more and more prosperous.

Now Lin Yushu has so much money that she has no idea where to spend it. She just bought the house on Xishui Street not long ago.

Xiao Xiuyuan was quietly helping Lin Yushu tidy up the courtyard and decorate the yard.

When the day comes for the family to split up, she and her father and brother can move in directly.

Lin Yushu looked intently at the several sets of palace dresses in front of her and chose a lavender Shu brocade dress with moon-white butterfly patterns embroidered on it.

"I also think this dress suits Miss better. Miss has grown taller now and looks even more outstanding."

"You're just a chatterbox. Go pick out matching jewelry."

Lin Yushu was cursing and laughing when suddenly the candlelight in front of her eyes flickered slightly, as if a breeze was blowing.

Lin Yushu remained calm and said, "I'm tired today and want to go to bed early."

Chuntao responded, blew out the candle, carefully held the palace dress and turned to leave.

"I wonder what the prince wants that requires you to visit his boudoir at night?"

Lin Yushu's tone was mocking and her eyes were cold.