Yusui Chang'an

Chapter 1291 I owe you a lot
It was not until they sent the old lady back to Songmao Hall that Lin Yanqing and Lin Siyuan, who were chatting in the study, found out what had happened.

After sitting for a while and explaining the whole story, when all the children and grandchildren had left, Lin Yanqing dismissed the servants and then said to his wife with a serious face:
"Why can't you change your impetuous temper?
In the mansion, he brought a group of people to the guards' residence at night to look for his young lady. If this matter were spread, it would be enough for others to make up stories. Fortunately, Momo, who taught Wanrong etiquette, was not disturbed."

After hearing this, the old lady felt regretful and worried. She was about to call all the maids in and tell the servants not to tell anyone about what happened tonight. But before she could say anything, she was stopped by Lin Yanqing:
"Well, then we will know what happened, so I asked Lin Song to do it. Lin Song replied that Yan'er had already given instructions, and no one would say anything."

The old lady covered her chest in fear:

"That's good, that's good. I trust Yan'er to do things."

"Don't worry, you still made such a big noise?"

The old lady looked embarrassed and remained silent.

Seeing that his wife was showing remorse, Lin Yanqing opened his mouth and swallowed his words of rebuke, but in the end he couldn't bear to blame her anymore.

He met his first wife when they were young. At that time, his family had fallen into poverty, his father was bedridden, and livelihood became a problem. It was his wife who insisted on marrying him with a dowry, despite the advice of her family.

After marriage, she used her dowry to take care of his parents, help him study, and gave birth to a pair of sons for him to continue his family line. If it weren't for his first wife, he wouldn't have been able to leave his parents behind to follow the late emperor, and he wouldn't have had the family business he has today.

It was also his first wife who, when he was seriously ill and unconscious and had tried every possible means but with no improvement, knelt down step by step in the autumn rain to the Buddhist temple, praying to the Bodhisattva to bless him with good health. She injured her knees and caught a cold, and suffered from an incurable leg disease.

Looking back on the past, he could not forget all the kindness they had received, so they had been married for decades. Even though his wife was sometimes soft-hearted and confused, he would only get angry at the time and never harbor any resentment.

After all, he always owed a lot to his first wife...
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After finishing his work, Lin Jinan hurried back to the yard. After looking around, he didn't see An Zhixian. He fell on his pillow and found a letter from An Zhixian. The letter was sincere and explained the reason for his late night break-in today. He also invited Lin Jinan to take a rest and go to the teahouse for tea.

"Brother An has been acting strange lately. First he was deliberately distant, then he came to Yan'er in the middle of the night to ask about something... Could it be that he got into some trouble and is afraid that it will implicate us?"

Feeling puzzled, Lin Jinan fell into a deep sleep with the letter as his pillow.
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Yan Yuxuan.

Yulan followed behind nervously, thinking that she would be scolded by Lin Jinyan, but unexpectedly, Lin Jinyan seemed to have forgotten about her and went straight back to the main house to rest. She did not even mention her, as if she had forgotten that she existed.

Yulan returned to her room and sat anxiously beside the bed for a long while. She gradually became lonely and resentful, and she couldn't stop crying in grievance:

This kind of behavior, he didn't treat her as a human being at all, he might as well scold her... He didn't even remember the affection he had for her since she was a child...

In the main house on the other side, Lin Jinyan tossed and turned, her mind full of An Zhixian's identity. After a little thought, she understood An Zhixian's recent actions.

Thinking carefully in my mind about what An Zhixian had done over the years, I felt sympathy for his fellow man.

Carrying a tragic injustice and hiding his identity for many years, he not only had to secretly plan revenge, but also helped his enemy protect his country without knowing it...

Now that she knew the truth, her own mother was being taken over by her enemy, she, as a bystander, felt depressed just thinking about it, not to mention An Zhixian who had personally experienced it all...