The goatee-bearded doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded slightly to Lin Lin: "Don't worry, sir. Ling Qianjin was just in poor health and passed out because she didn't have breakfast. It's not a serious problem."

Combining the doctor's words with Mi'er's cry, Lin Lin couldn't help but frown slightly.

Then the doctor told Mi'er some things to pay attention to, and Lin Lin went into the boudoir to visit Lin Yunmeng.

Under the curtain, the originally bright face was now pale and weak, and her open eyes seemed to be dimmed a lot. When she saw Lin Lin walking in, she seemed a little sad.

"Father..." Lin Yunmeng hesitated, imitating Zhang Yanfang's hypocritical face in her memory and said: "It's all my daughter's fault. My father has suffered all the bad luck for nothing. I hope my father will forgive his daughter."

The girl's skin was as smooth as grease, her eyebrows were picturesque, her ink-colored eyes seemed to be falling from thousands of stars, and her beautiful face had a sad and expectant look, looking straight at Lin Lin.

Lin Lin paused, his cold face couldn't help softening after seeing the face that looked like his deceased wife:

"You and I are father and daughter, why do we need to be so polite? But Yanfang, does she always treat you like this?"

"No! Auntie, I'm a very nice person." Lin Yunmeng narrowed her eyes and immediately lowered her head pretending to be guilty. From the corner of her eye, she saw Lin Lin frowning and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Yangqi, how can you still be weak and docile?

The two were silent for a while, and then Lin Yunmeng struck while the iron was hot and said hesitantly: "Maybe, maybe yesterday, my daughter wanted to get her dowry back, and she made my aunt unhappy."

Mentioning the dowry, Lin Lin couldn't help but think of what happened yesterday, and his face was about to darken. Lin Yunmeng immediately continued: "After all, it was given by my mother-in-law. My daughter has not dreamed of her mother-in-law for a long time... My daughter wants to meet her.

she."

Listening to what she said, what reason does Lin Lin have for not returning the dowry to her?

The other party was silent for a while, then sighed slightly: "That's it, you can rest."

After Lin Lin left, the man who originally looked sad and pitiful immediately turned cold and stared at the door in deep thought.

Lin Lin seems to be the most affectionate person, but is actually the most cold-hearted. However, this contradiction can also be reversed, it all depends on how she wants to do it.

Lin Yunmeng was sentenced to death because of her mother, so naturally she would also look for a chance of survival in this death penalty!

As for whether she still has hope for Lin Lin... Lin Yunmeng chuckled, her eyes extremely cold.

There is no such so-called hope anymore.

There was no way she would let Zhang Yanfang take advantage of her!

On the other side, Zhang Yanfang, who had deducted Lin Yunmeng's breakfast, quickly got the news. When she heard that Lin Yunmeng fainted at the door, she immediately understood her intention.

After Lin Lin left boldly, Zhang Yanfang immediately slapped the table angrily and glanced fiercely at Quemeng Pavilion.

Quemeng Pavilion is Lin Yunmeng's residence.

"Little bitch! Let her get her dowry back!"

The woman next to me immediately stepped forward and offered her advice in a clumsy way: "Madam, I do have an idea here."

"Say." Zhang Yanfang looked at the dowry list in her hand, and her originally dignified face was distorted. She had long claimed these things as her own, and now that they were given away, she was naturally very distressed.

"Anyway, that little bitch...that girl doesn't understand anything. Why don't we keep some precious ones and send the rest to her? The maids who control her don't even know how to count."

Zhang Yanfang was silent for a while and looked at the old woman appreciatively.

The mother-in-law quickly received the reward, and her happy face turned into a chrysanthemum smile.

…

It was already the afternoon when Lin Yunmeng received her dowry. Ever since Lin Lin came to see her in the morning, no one had been to her Quemeng Pavilion during the rest of the time. The entire Prime Minister's Mansion seemed to have no one like her, which was enough to see Lin Yunmeng.

What is your status in the prime minister's house?

Box after box of silks, satins, jewelry and jade were brought in. Mi'er was stunned when she looked at them, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

"Wow miss! That's a lot of money!"

The maid who delivered the gift list was none other than Zhang Yanfang's first-class maid, Xiao Ling. Seeing this, she immediately sneered and glanced contemptuously at the somewhat shabby attic.

Mi'er was stunned and lowered his head in embarrassment. Lin Yunmeng looked at the three boxes and took a few glances at the gift list.

Suddenly, she smiled out of nowhere.

The laughter seemed to have been tempered by ice, causing the servants in the room to tremble subconsciously.

Lin Yunmeng compared it for a few times and immediately saw something was wrong. Not only that there were some things missing from the gift list, but based on the few thin land deeds, she still remembered that in her previous life, when she learned how much her mother's dowry was, what was the issue?

The land deed slips were so thick that it was shocking.

"There's something missing, do you think I don't know?" Lin Yunmeng lazily pushed herself up, her eyebrows frosty and her eyes cold.

Lin Yunmeng, who is waiting in the boudoir, naturally cannot read, but Lin Yunmeng, who has been on the battlefield for many years and has been in the world, knows these things clearly.

Xiaoling frowned and immediately retorted: "Do you understand this list? Is it just for nothing that my wife is missing something from you?"

Lin Yunmeng's face darkened, she lifted the quilt and slapped her away: "You bitch! How dare you speak to your master like that? How do you know I can't understand? I can understand it, and I can see it clearly!"

This Xiaoling is also someone Lin Yunmeng is very familiar with. She was kicked out of the previous life, but it is not uncommon for this maid to add insult to injury!

Xiaoling opened her eyes wide instantly and screamed subconsciously: "You dare to hit me?!"

Although no maid would dare to climb on Lin Yunmeng's head and act wild on weekdays, because of Xiaoling's dominance thanks to Zhang Yanfang, she had already subconsciously seen Lin Yunmeng as inferior.

Now that I was suddenly insulted by someone who was a head shorter, my mentality naturally collapsed.

"So what if I beat you? Go back and tell Zhang Yanfang clearly, and ask her to return everything to me right away! Otherwise, I don't mind robbing you!"

Lin Yunmeng forced herself into Xiaoling, the evil energy in her bones immediately surged out, and her aura was astonishing.

How could Xiaoling, an ordinary person, resist the momentum of someone who had experienced thousands of troops? She was so frightened that she sat down on the ground.

Xiao Ling seemed to see Lin Yunmeng holding the Qiankun scimitar in his hand, sitting on a horse and waving the knife at her. The bloody sky and the blood-stained face of the person holding the knife were like the evil Shura ghost from hell.

, terrifying! ferocious!

She trembled and raised her head, looking into those ruthless eyes.

"I'll give you a stick of incense. If this matter isn't settled, go and see the King of Hell."

At this moment, Xiaoling's power of life and death rested in Lin Yunmeng's hands.

In the end, Xiaoling crawled out and ran away, leaving some unreasonable people confused.

Maybe Zhang Yanfang was caring about something, or maybe she was plotting against herself again. This time she actually returned all the dowry honestly...
Chapter completed!