The second house of the Song family killed someone. In addition to being sentenced to prison, he had to pay twenty taels of money. The servant was ordered to take the dying Hu couple back to withdraw the money. Hu was almost exhausted. When he saw Lin next to him, she also acted cautiously and took out only ten taels of private money. Then she said to Lin in tears: "Sister-in-law, we have only this little money. Sister-in-law will help us first. When our family comes out, we will do a cow, horse and return it to my sister-in-law..."

The Song family was in decline, but the second house would never have even twenty taels. However, Lin was kind-hearted. Seeing the miserable situation of the Hu couple, she was not petty and asked Qiuyue to withdraw money. These ten taels were also her last relationship with the second house family. In the future, everyone went their own way and had nothing to do with it.

The servants left, but the neighbors gathered in the Song family had not dispersed for a long time. Someone who was pitying Lin and kindly advised her: "My mother, Jianing, you are still young, why should you spend the rest of your life here? Look at your uncle's family, you are in prison today and still bully you. After three years, you still suck the blood of your mother and mother like a mosquito? Listen to your aunt's advice, take Jianing back to Beijing, find an honest man to marry, and it is also a support."

Whether in the previous dynasty or the current dynasty, widows are a good talk, but it is not uncommon for widows to remarry. Literary once commented: It is normal for human nature.

"Thank you, aunt, I'll think about it carefully." Lin said with a sad face.

The neighbors left, and the sadness in the corner of Lin's eyes slowly turned into sorrow. The second house's sudden disaster came too suddenly. Was it really an accident? Or was it arranged by that person? If it was the latter, her thinking and her daughter could not bear it.

"Mom, what should we do now?" Song Jianing leaned into his mother's arms and was worried. The second aunt actually colluded with Hu Zhuang to harm her mother. The Song family did not dare to live anymore, but Song Jianing didn't want to go back to the capital, for fear of being neglected by his uncle and aunt, for meeting Guo Xiao in the capital, for fear of being stolen by Guo Xiao as a concubine again.

Lin touched his daughter's head and sighed: "Don't be afraid of Jianing. No matter where he goes, he will be there. Mom will not let you suffer grievance."

Song Jianing nodded and hugged her mother tightly. As long as her mother is good, she will not be afraid of anything else.

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As night fell, Lin sent her daughter to the ear room and coaxed her to sleep. There were so many things happening today, and she was afraid that her daughter would not sleep well.

"Mom, let's sleep together tonight." Song Jianing, who was lying in a quilt wearing a middle-clothed shirt, only revealing a small head, acted coquettishly towards his mother.

Lin smiled and said with a small face tone on his daughter: "My mother's illness has not yet been cured. I will hug her and sleep peacefully when she recovers."

Song Jianing hadn't heard her mother cough for a long time, but since her mother said that, she nodded obediently, looked at her mother reluctantly for a while, and closed her eyes to sleep. Lin kept her daughter's side. Seeing her daughter sleeping soundly, she leaned over and kissed her daughter's tender cheeks, sighed lightly, and left her daughter's boudoir.

Qiuyue carries a lantern and wants to shine on the road for her wife.

But Lin took the lantern and whispered: "Jiu'er is still young and doesn't care. I'm worried that the girl will be kissed again tonight. Just watch here."

Qiuyue yelled and stood in the corridor with Song Jianing's personal maid Jiuer, watching Lin go to the room before the two of them closed the door and entered the room.

The dusk was shrouded in the sky, and the people all returned to their rooms to rest, and the yard was cold.

Lin stood in front of the main hall, and there was darkness behind her. Although the lights were lit in the front hall, for her, it was more desperate than the night. She was like a ball of water-soaked gauze blocking her chest, and every breath was accompanied by hardship and pain. Her father died and her husband left. Even her uncle who could barely support her family was imprisoned. Now she and her daughter are really orphans and widows, and no one can support her.

So the man sent his men to send a letter and asked her to keep the door at night.

Lin closed his eyes and tears fell.

Guo Boyan saved her, but before she could be grateful, he turned into another wolf, a wolf that was more cruel than Hu Zhuang, and asked her to play with him for the rest of her life.

A sound of clapper came from the street. Lin exhaled softly, pressed her index finger on the corner of her eyes for a moment. She raised her legs into the house, closed the door in vain, and then blew out all the candlelight, leaving only a dim lantern next to her feet. The night became darker and deeper, and she sat down on the Grand Master's chair in the middle, quietly waiting for the wolf.

Everything was silent, and suddenly the sound of footsteps came from the courtyard. Lin pursed his lips and clenched his hands quietly.

With a "creak", the door was pushed open and closed again in an instant.

The spacious and bright hall during the day was now covered by dimness and seemed obscure and closed. The small lantern only illuminated a place, and in the dim and soft halo, a woman sat quietly with her eyes down. She lowered her head slightly, and her beautiful face was as white as pearls. She pretended to be calm, but she actually put her hands together nervously on her knees, her fingers were slender, tender as soft as soft.

Isn’t such a beauty covered in dust as a widow?

"Have you thought it through?" Guo Boyan asked in a low voice, walking towards Lin step by step.

Lin raised his eyes and the man had already come to her. His face was as cold as frost and as tall as a mountain, making people breathless. Lin was afraid of him, but she still held a glimmer of hope. Suddenly, she knelt on her knees and kowtowed and begged: "Mr., you have a high position, power, status, and nobleness. You are a pillar of the country. The disabled woman in the civilians are really unworthy of serving you. Please let the civilians go."

"I have the final say whether I'm worthy or not." Guo Boyan leaned over and supported her shoulders with both hands.

Lin's body was stiff and refused to get up.

Guo Boyan could force her to pull her up, but he didn't like that. He stared at Lin's lower neck for a while. He moved to the chair where Lin had just sat on, and said in a deep voice: "The person who knows the times is a hero. It seems that I am thinking of you to be smart." He has power and power. She followed him and enjoyed endless wealth in the future. What else can she not want? What else can she get except for a reputation?

Lin's forehead still touched the ground and begged again: "Please let the prince release the civilian woman."

Guo Boyan sneered, playing with the jade pendant on his waist with one hand, and looking at her ruthlessly with black eyes: "Now there are only two roads in front of you. Either be my woman happily, I will pamper you with your mother and daughter, or serve me cryingly, and there is nothing but daily use."

Now that things have come to this point, the hope of getting out of the way was completely shattered.

It was useless to ask for it softly. Lin slowly straightened his body. Guo Boyan leaned against the back of the chair and looked at her little face again with leisure. He thought she would cry, but to his surprise, the weak and pitiful woman had no tears on her face, but was cold and calm, like a magnolia that was not afraid of the cold and frost, blooming on her own.

Guo Boyan let go of the jade pendant and stared at Lin in an interest.

Lin was neither happy nor angry, and looked at Guo Boyan without evasion, and asked lightly: "Is it true that the Duke of the State is willing to give me a title?"

Guo Boyan nodded: "I will carry you as my aunt. As long as you serve me wholeheartedly, I will remember Jianing in my name next year and let her be the legitimate fourth girl in the Duke's Mansion on an equal footing with other sisters."

Lin laughed self-deprecatingly and lowered his eyes and said, "The Duke of the Kingdom is really good at joking. It is Jianing, who is born to you. How could a daughter born to a concubine be the same as the one born in the mansion? What's more, she was brought into the mansion by a widow, a woman from a foreign surname. The Duke of the Kingdom, although we are living in poverty now, Jianing is a serious girl from the Song family, and there is no need to look at people's faces. As your arrangement, I am an aunt and don't need to walk around on weekdays. As long as the Duke of the Kingdom spoils me, it's enough. There is nothing to worry about, but I can't harm my daughter, and I can't harm her by being despised and mocked."

A meticulous and gentle statement, but loud and clear, is a mother's protection for her children.

Guo Boyan is also a father. He could understand Lin's concerns. After a moment of silence, he solemnly said: "Don't worry, I will arrange everything and never let Jianing be wronged."

Lin still laughed, and Yingying's watery eyes directly met Guo Boyan's deep eyes, and said sarcastically: "Don't you believe what the prince said?"

Guo Boyan promised to be sincere. As long as Lin is his woman, Song Jianing will be his daughter, and he will protect Song Jianing as if he were his own daughter. But Guo Boyan knew very well that he could give Song Jianing a good life, but he could not guarantee that the ladies in Beppu would not bully Song Jianing. He sarcastically said, "He hurts people, and he could scold him on the spot when he ran into it. He could not do anything if he said anything to him."

"What do you want?" Guo Boyan asked softly, knowing that Lin was talking to him about conditions.

Lin did not answer immediately. She turned her head and looked at the lantern placed on the ground. After a long time, she murmured to herself: "In the eyes of the Duke, what am I like? Is it a civilian widow who can bully arbitrarily, or do you really like and be willing to love and protect the miserable woman?"

Guo Boyan immediately said: "The latter."

He likes her weakness and her beauty. He doesn't mind that she is a widow and doesn't mind helping her take care of her daughter. He just wants her.

After hearing this, Lin wanted to sarcastically say that the way he really liked a woman was to force a concubine, but Lin did not lose his mind and did not want to anger Guo Boyan for nothing. It would be useless to her. Restrain all hatred and fear. Lin closed his eyes and opened them again, tears were filled with tears.

Guo Boyan was shocked.

Lin asked even more, tears streaming down his tears: "Since the Duke of the State is not married, since the Duke of the State really likes me, why do you want me to be a concubine? Just because I am a widow, you look down on me and despise me with the title of concubine? Although I am not as noble as the Duke of the State, I am also the spoiled daughter of a serious family in the capital. I have read the Four Books and Five Classics and abide by the Three Obediences and Four Virtues... If you really dislike me for marrying someone, don't just think about me. Why do you say you like it but do something to bully people?"

After saying that, he lowered his head and shed tears silently.

Guo Boyan understood that Lin wanted to be his wife.

The man's brow frowned. To be fair, he did look down on Lin a little. When he knew she was a widow, his first thought was to accept her as a concubine, and he never thought of giving her a wife position. Moreover, Guo Boyan believed that if he had other powerful people, he would have the same idea as him.

Now Lin requires the Duke's wife...

His eyes fell on the beautiful woman kneeling on the other side and whimpered. Guo Boyan touched his chin in embarrassment. He really wanted Lin. If Lin had not been married yet, even a commoner, he would be willing to marry her with a formal marriage and give her face. But Lin is a widow with his daughter. Even if he agreed, what about the grand lady?

Without thinking, the lady would never agree.

Guo Boyan simply ignored the things that were destined to be done, and stepped forward to help the sobbing beauty and hugged her slender waist. Seeing that Lin did not resist, Guo Boyan was dry and suppressed his mind and coaxed softly: "It's not that I don't want to marry you, yes, I have difficulties, but Wanwan has peace of mind. As long as you follow me, I promise to choose a young talent for Jianing, and the most time is the top scholar."

When Lin heard that he called her boudoir name, he knew that this person had probably found out all three generations of her ancestors. He was both bitter and helpless, but she would never regress in the matter of wives and concubines.

Holding the man's hand that was starting to be honest, Lin wanted to retreat, but he refused to let go, so she leaned on his chest and said sadly: "I know the Duke of China is in a dilemma. If I am alone, the Duke of China will not dislike me, I will be grateful. But as a mother, I must consider Jianing. The Duke of China is a person who wants to do great things for the court. He is not at home for many times. Once you leave, what should I do if Jianing is wronged? A concubine cannot protect her..."

Her waist was slender, her helpless crying was graceful and seductive. Guo Boyan's whole body was hot, his head was hot, and he breathed heavily: "What you said makes sense. In this way, it's getting late. Let's rest first and make a long-term plan tomorrow morning." As he said that, he lowered his head and kissed Lin's neck. The more fragile the place was, the more excited he was.

However, Lin took advantage of his surprise and pushed him away. He quickly took out a pair of scissors from his sleeve and pressed his neck. He said to Guo Boyan resolutely: "The Duke really wants me, so wait for me to return to Beijing. You, the three media and six recruits, will bring us mother and mother into the door. Otherwise, I will be just a concubine who serves people in my life, and will be bullied by others..."

She cried pitifully, and Guo Boyan stared at her scissors, his face looking very ugly.

Lin's Yangshou confronted him. In order to show his feelings, she used force on her hand, and the tip of the knife easily pierced the delicate neck skin, and the dazzling blood beads immediately rolled out.

Guo Boyan's eyes turned cold and he shouted coldly: "Who should I scare you for life and death? If I don't care, what will you do to me if you die?"

Lin's tears fell and said sadly: "Yes, it's just a cheap life, and you'll die if you die, but I want to bet on your sincerity. If you can't bear to die, I'll be willing to follow you, and give it to you with all your heart."

Guo Boyan laughed in anger, and then turned around suddenly, like a rapid flow, with wind in his sleeves.

Lin's vision was blurred, and the scissors were still pressing against his neck.
Chapter completed!