Chapter 400: Chapter 391: Just Like Him... Innocent
Does that mean he was also doing it for this matter in his past life?
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have killed Qin Dewen.
At this thought, she felt conflicted, if it were true, she’d rather he be ruthless.
No one had ever treated him kindly, yet he never gave up.
His inherent kindness was both pitiable and tragic.
"Why do this?"
Song Tingfan understood her meaning, slightly lowered his eyelids, and said something he himself found ridiculous, "Should not be unfortunate."
The families of the three thousand soldiers had too many children, they shouldn’t suffer misfortune innocently, they are innocent.
Just like him...
Innocent...
Lin Qiao felt torn inside, how could he be so charming, perhaps in the past life he survived relying on this, "Then go ahead, whether it’s good or bad, I’ll be with you."
He shouldn’t be alone.
Song Tingfan was stunned, he stared at her in a daze, "It will... mean death."
"Great, we’ll be a couple of ghost spouses."
Lin Qiao blinked her eyes, picked up some clothes, "What looks good to wear, how about this blue one?"
Song Tingfan couldn’t believe she was willing to die with him, no one ever wanted to, only held disdain, found him ugly, found him dirty, found him disgusting.
She had seen all of him, why was she still willing, did he hear it wrong?
He wanted to ask again, but didn’t dare to.
What if he heard wrong...
"It looks good."
Lin Qiao: "..."
She glared at him, "I asked which one looks good."
"Never mind, let’s wear the blue one, which one are you wearing?"
"Blue."
"The blue one’s washed and hasn’t dried yet, only the black one, don’t buy black ones in the future, I don’t like it."
"Okay."
Song Tingfan’s gaze was fixed on her, as if such a her would soon be gone.
Finally, the family of three took the carriage to the Third Prince’s Mansion.
On the way, Lin Ling pouted as the bad dad kept looking at mom, a bit displeased, "Dad, you’re not even looking at me."
Hearing this, Lin Qiao’s gaze shifted from outside to Song Tingfan, with a direct look, unabashed, at first glance, a shadow of a little baby rabbit.
She felt a bit embarrassed, "What’s up?"
Song Tingfan shook his head, Lin Ling squeezed in between them, sulking, "Look at me, look at me, look at me..."
Lin Qiao couldn’t help but laugh, reached out and tapped his head, "Sit properly, didn’t the tutor teach you anything?"
Lin Ling climbed onto Song Tingfan’s lap, hugging his neck, "I want dad to hold me."
"If you want to be held, sit properly." Lin Qiao scooted over a bit.
At the Third Prince’s Mansion, night had fallen, the whole place was brightly lit, quite a sight.
Lin Ling hugged Song Tingfan’s neck, "So many candles, why don’t grandpa and others have them?"
The grandpa he mentioned were the people in the village, country folks don’t have the Silver Coin for such wasteful things.
Song Tingfan pressed his lips, unsure of how to answer.
It was inherently unfair.
But he didn’t want the child to know.
Lin Qiao chimed in, "If you study well, you’ll have many candles in the future, and then you can share them with grandpa and the others."
Lin Ling, with a bitter face, thought for a bit, finally somewhat reluctantly said, "Then I’ll write an essay every day."
"Good, no cheating, or not a single candle for you." Lin Qiao pinched his cheek.
As the family of three entered the banquet, many observed them curiously, most eyes on Lin Qiao.
Everyone knew she was a widow who married her brother-in-law.
At first glance, it was a bit shocking; the woman’s appearance was so outstanding, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, a palm-sized face, stunningly beautiful.
Making people unable to have a good impression.
The servants bowed respectfully, "This way, General, Madam this way."
Lin Qiao nodded, looked at Lin Ling, "With me or with your dad?"
"With mom, I want to protect mom." Lin Ling got off Song Tingfan, holding her hand.
A little quilt keeping her warm, Lin Qiao ruffled his hair, "Smart boy."
Then she looked at Song Tingfan, "Let’s go."
"Don’t be afraid."
Song Tingfan’s words, Lin Qiao understood his meaning, if anyone bullied her, she shouldn’t be afraid.
Lin Qiao nodded, holding the child to the other side, not far, just a dozen steps, she sat at the very back table, according to Song Tingfan’s official rank, she should be sitting at the front.
Sitting at the back was obviously a show of force.
The officials’ wives in the front exchanged glances, somewhat disdainful, unsure why she was even invited.
Lin Ling glared at them, all bad people, later he’ll tell dad, he comforted Lin Qiao, "Mom, don’t look at them, they’re too ugly."
Lin Qiao’s mouth twitched, covering his mouth, whispering, "Don’t talk nonsense, you’ll cause trouble for dad."
Lin Ling nodded quickly, after Lin Qiao let him go, he promised, "Mom, I won’t talk nonsense."
"Hmm." Lin Qiao glanced at Song Tingfan, the Third Prince’s Mansion wouldn’t dare openly embarrass him, Song Tingfan sat at the front.
"Ah..." Suddenly the maid’s scream rang out.
Followed by a little child’s fierce and tender voice, "What are you doing, why are you trying to scald my mom!"
Lin Qiao turned her head, seeing Lin Ling angrily glaring at the maid, then glanced at the kettle on the ground, steaming with hot vapor.
She instinctively held Lin Ling’s hand, "Did you get burned?"
Lin Ling shook his head, "No, mom, I saw her trying to scald you, that kettle was like this just now!" he said angrily, gesturing.
The child, though sometimes naughty, never caused trouble, nor lied, Lin Qiao glanced at the maid, "She didn’t do it on purpose."
"I didn’t, young master pushed me." the maid accused tearfully.
Feeling wronged, Lin Ling shouted, "I didn’t, I saw you trying to scald my mom, that’s why I pushed you."
"Young master, don’t wrong the servant, we’re just maids, how dare we scald madam, please forgive, young master."
The maid panicked and "thud," knelt on the ground trembling.
If Lin Qiao still didn’t understand, then she lived in vain, she slightly raised an eyebrow, let’s see who acts better.
Just as she was about to kneel with Lin Ling, a shadow loomed over, with a fierce voice, "How is it a misunderstanding? I saw it with my own eyes."
The banquet instantly quieted down, all eyes met.
The maid’s face turned ashen, trembling on the ground, "I didn’t, I didn’t, please, General, see clearly."
The newly arrived Third Prince Zhu Sheng spoke deeply, "What happened?"
The Third Prince Consort came over, curtsying, "Your Highness."
"It’s nothing, just a misunderstanding, hurry and leave."
The maid quickly got up, but before standing, someone pinned her to the ground with a foot, a man’s grim voice, "Misunderstanding? I saw it with my own eyes."
The Third Prince Consort glanced at Zhu Sheng, but he didn’t look at her, she forced herself to say, "Rest assured, General, we’ll punish her after the banquet."
"Punish? Attempted murder is a grave crime, it calls for death!" Song Tingfan coldly "heh-ed."
Lin Qiao was afraid he’d offend others, quickly and magnanimously said, "Tingfan, let it go, I’m fine, maybe I offended her, it’s my fault, here I apologize."
