Forcing me to become a concubine? Remarrying the Ninth Prince, she'll be pregnant all over the

"Lin Wantang's biological mother was not Chen, and to be precise, Lin Rucong's legal wife was not Chen either, but Lin Yasong..."

Lin Qinglian was filled with anxiety. She was holding onto the secrets that Chen had told her over the years, and she wanted to reveal them all at a crucial moment to save her life. At this moment, she already hated Lin Wantang to the extreme, so she decided to go all out and risk everything.

They were willing to risk the lives of their entire clan. Shen Huai'an stared at her suspiciously: "Go on."

The next day, Wei Wujiu was busy for half a day as usual. He returned to Chentingxuan at noon, had lunch with Lin Wantang, and then the two left the palace.

The Eastern Depot was located at Dong'an Gate, a majestic and solemn place. The guards on duty were always on high alert, and upon seeing the approaching carriages, they would immediately recognize them and stop to pay their respects.

"Greetings, Admiral; greetings, Miss Lin."

Lin Wantang dismounted with Wei Wujiu's help. Although she was still dressed as a man, her face was covered with a white veil. She ignored what he said and followed Wei Wujiu step by step into the house.

It was heavily guarded and strictly regulated.

Each step was marked by a post, and the sounds of bowing and kowtowing rose and fell.

Wei Wujiu led her directly up the city wall, where they looked down at the many Imperial Guards practicing martial arts in the training ground. Their uniform, wide-shouldered, and narrow-waisted flying fish robes were a sight to behold.

Lin Wantang was overwhelmed by the sights and praised the exceptional skills of one of the men below, clapping and saying, "Excellent! This man's lightness skill is superb. The Governor's men are truly full of hidden talents."

Wei Wujiu smiled and gestured for her to look more closely: "Didn't you recognize him? That's Li Jinzhi."

Lin Wantang suddenly realized, her eyes shining with admiration. She wanted to look at him more, but Wei Wujiu grabbed her shoulder, turned her around, and pulled her into the room.

"A bunch of men dancing and arguing about swordsmanship, it's not much to see," he said casually.

Lin Wantang really hadn't seen enough. In the past ten years or so, she had never had such an opportunity. As she kept looking back, Wei Wujiu put his arm around her shoulder, finally closed the door, and then pressed her down into the chair.

"The food here must be served according to the set menu, and there are no exceptions. Have some dried fruit first."

He pulled out a box of dried fruit and pushed it towards her, then poured her two cups of hot tea.

Lin Wantang absentmindedly picked up two walnuts, resting her chin on one hand and casually playing with them with the other. She subconsciously tried to look back out the window, but Wei Wujiu strolled over unnoticed, his tall figure blocking her way.

She frowned slightly, her thoughts racing, before she smiled.

Is Wei Wujiu jealous?

Is it because he doesn't want her to look at other men that he's acting this way?

How interesting! But... Lin Wantang's joy didn't last long. As her thoughts turned, the smile on her face faded, because she thought of Wei Wujiu's disabled body. Others were able-bodied men, but he was a eunuch.

She used those two words merely as a description, not as an insult, but her gaze still inadvertently drifted towards his lower body...

"Where are you looking?"

Wei Wujiu caught her gaze and, determined to see through her, pointed it out. Seeing Lin Wantang quickly look away in shame, he simply stepped forward, his tall figure standing directly in front of her at close range.

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze, and Lin Wantang was stunned, holding her breath.

"I know what you're thinking..."

Wei Wujiu's low, slow voice trailed off, but before he could continue, Lin Wantang hurriedly interrupted him: "No! Commander, you don't know! Don't say anymore!"

He has old injuries and hidden ailments, which she can find ways to treat, but he has problems in that area. How can she treat him? And what can she say?

Even if they were still one step away from getting married, Lin Wantang would never dare to talk about this kind of thing after the wedding, as she would be too ashamed to utter it.

She bit her lip in annoyance and closed her eyes in shame, adhering to the principle of not looking at, not listening to, or being improper, and silently recited the mantra for calming the mind.

Wei Wujiu frowned and looked down at her with curiosity, then stretched out two long, jade-like fingers and lifted her chin. "There's no one else here, so there's no need to be so discreet."

"Food and sex are basic human needs. Do you think we can... avoid talking about these things forever as a couple?"

Lin Wantang opened her eyes tremblingly, still unable to hide the chaos and turmoil within them. Almost ashamed, she pushed his hand away, "Governor, stop talking, let's stop here."

She clutched the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, turned away, and then, feeling embarrassed, pulled off the veil on her head.

Wei Wujiu looked at her, and his smiling eyes deepened.

Previously, he would have found her reaction amusing, teasing and testing her, trying to discern the truth in her expression, because just as Hua Ershisan had instructed him, even on their wedding night, he would not have sex with her to keep his secret.

But now, he's not sure if he can still hold back, so this topic is unavoidable sooner or later.

"Let's discuss something." Wei Wujiu patiently changed direction and leisurely approached her. "Do you trust me completely now?"

Lin Wantang was slightly taken aback, but when the topic turned to business, she quickly regained her composure and looked up at him: "Of course."

"Very well." Wei Wujiu sat down on the round stool, side by side with her, his fingers tracing the celadon teacup beside him. "A few days ago, I learned about your birth mother. Such a secret should not be known to anyone other than you and the Master. Yet, you haven't shown any suspicion or doubt towards me. Do you think that's appropriate?"

Lin Wantang's eyes darkened instantly, and she fell silent.

Wei Wujiu spoke cautiously, and his words seemed to be an inquiry, but upon closer examination, it was not difficult to find that he only said that Lin Wantang had not been wary or suspicious of him, but did not mention Lin Rucong.

That means...

"My father suspects you? He's worried that if you know about my mother, he'll use it as leverage to hinder the Lin family and cause harm in the future?"

Lin Wantang keenly noticed the key point and blurted out the question.

Wei Wujiu calmly clasped his hands together, slightly raising an eyebrow without directly responding, and instead asked evasively, "You wouldn't think that way, would you?"

Lin Wantang's breathing became heavy for a moment.

She could subtly avoid the main point, or change the subject with a few words, but she couldn't dispel the doubts in his heart.

Just as deep down she still harbored a trace of wariness and vigilance towards him.

What should I do?

The matter of Lin Yasong involves the entire Lin family and may implicate many more innocent people. It is of great importance, so it is no wonder that Lin Rucong is worried and suspicious, and may even do something in private. Lin Wantang also does not completely trust Wei Wujiu.

If this last barrier isn't broken down and the two completely trust and rely on each other, then this matter could easily leave behind drawbacks, like digging a pit and planting a landmine. Who knows when it might explode and destroy the two of them beyond recognition.

Lin Wantang frowned and pondered deeply. After thinking it over and over again, she had no other choice but to look at Wei Wujiu again. Her clear eyes were filled with a desperate and open-minded determination. Only sincerity could earn sincerity. She would take the gamble.

"Commander, let me be frank with you and tell you the truth, I actually..."