Author: Feng Si Niang

Then Du Heng continued to throw away the stone expressionlessly, causing only a larger splash, and then the Bijing Pavilion once again fell into the silence it had been before Sheng Yu arrived.

Then, Du Heng knelt down and looked at Sheng Yu, wondering when he would wake up. Then he took off Sheng Yu's inner long belt, tied it to Sheng Yu's outer belt, and tied a slip knot.

On a fence with a gap.

Finally, he signaled to Lin Ling with his eyes: The last and most satisfying step is left to you.

Du Heng knew this little aunt. Although Lin Ling was gentle, she was also a person with a strong mind. If Lin Ling had a chance, she would be willing to kill such a bastard.

Lin Ling kicked most of Sheng Yu's body down, but could not sink, leaving the rope connecting Qiao and him soaked in the water.

But suddenly she remembered something and wanted to pull her up. Du Heng stopped her and said:

"It's okay, he won't die in the Du family. I estimate that he will be unconscious for at most one stick of incense;

The water here is living water, leading to the moat in the east of the city, so it seems that the lake surface is still, but in fact there is an undercurrent. When the rope follows the undercurrent and moves out of the gap in the guardrail, he is fully submerged in the water.

Just wake up. It won’t hurt me.”

But you have to suffer. You may choke on water, and you deserve it. Du Heng added quietly in his heart.

Then, the two people left the scene of the crime.

On the way, Lin Ling showed a sincere smile.

This is also the first smile she has had since all her relatives have been questioned. Although the gloom of the past few days cannot be said to have been swept away, at least Sheng Yu has been the unlucky punching bag.

Suppressed emotions need to be released.

Lin Ling looked at Du Heng for a while. Seeing that he was not very old, he said:

"You are Miss Du Si! You may not know me. If you know who I am, you may not be willing to..."

"Ms. Lin, I recognize you."

She was talking about Miss Lin instead of Mrs. Sheng. Lin Ling felt a sad feeling in her heart. Finally, someone thought that she was the daughter of the Lin family instead of a survivor of the Lin family!

Besides, she is originally the daughter of the Lin family!

"Miss Du, I'm really grateful that you saved Lin Ling just now, but you'd better not do such a risky thing next time..."

Naturally, I only did this because the target was you. Du Heng said nothing.

"I'm much older than you, so you actually call me 'Young Madam' because of that..."

The one who is much younger than you is Du Heng himself, not your nephew Lin Zhijun. Du Heng did not speak.

"You have never appeared in banquets and flower parties before. I didn't expect that you have such a bold temperament. The young man of the Xue family has found a treasure..."

Well, my little aunt's emotional intelligence is still so high, and she remembers the kinship relationship between the neighboring families so clearly. Du Heng still didn't speak.

Suddenly, Lin Ling stopped talking to herself. She stood solemnly in front of Du Heng and held her face in her hands:

"'Meeting you for the first time is like returning home from an old friend.' Miss Du, you make me feel so familiar. Such a way of getting along with you, such a temperament..."

Du Heng was greatly shocked, but his face remained calm: "Oh?" He finally said his first word along the way.

Lin Ling suddenly lowered his face and lost interest:

"You remind me of a girl. She also indulged me in this way. Even though I was older and higher than her, she always regarded me as a child and always looked at me quietly like you;

He never panics when things happen, but he takes a quick glance at his own affairs, haha..."

As if trapped in memories, Lin Ling's eyes flashed with a strange light.

Such wonderful memories are like being impatient to drink fresh fish soup. Even if you know you will be burned, you will never slow down the speed of the spoon.

The momentary joy will eventually bring a mouthful of burns.

"She is inevitably a bit paranoid in doing things, and she will do it to the end. My father calls this 'left-mindedness' and always says that it would be better if she and her calm brother change their tempers..."

The tone of these words brought Lin Ling endless sadness. Such a good nephew and niece were forever separated from her.

Du Heng held back the tears that were about to fall, "Listening to Miss Lin's tone, are you missing the relatives of the Lin family? The deceased is gone, but Miss Lin, you are still here, and they will also wish you a good life..."

"Really?" Lin Ling opened the corner of her mouth and revealed a sneer: "It will never pass..."

Du Heng was frightened by her appearance and quickly pushed her, "Miss Lin, don't put any undue burden on yourself. Your husband treats you so well, wouldn't it be nice to grow old together with him?"

Maybe it was the mention of her husband that made Lin Ling retreat from his madness for a moment. She was the one who was silent.

Du Heng sighed. He was the one who bore the blood feud. It was enough for him. There was no need to involve his little aunt.

She now has a happy family. Although her mother-in-law is a little more difficult to deal with, the problem is the same regardless of where the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are.

Maybe after a year and a half, she will have a son and a half, and her mother-in-law will no longer be able to make things difficult for her, and the focus of my aunt's life will gradually be on her children.

Thinking of this, Du Heng began to persuade Lin Ling in a roundabout way:

"Little... Miss Lin, a man is not only a husband, he is also a father and son internally, and a courtier externally.

As a married woman, it's more about the inner house. No matter which end is too heavy, the other two ends will be out of control;

In fact, the art of being a married woman is to allow a man to maintain a balance among his three identities..."

Du Heng organized his words carefully, and he didn't know if Lin Ling was listening. She kept her head lowered, as if in deep thought.

"Miss Du, will you be a wife and a housewife in the future?" Lin Ling suddenly asked.

Du Heng replied without thinking: "I won't be a married woman..." Then he seemed to realize that he had lost his words and pursed his lips.

Lin Ling didn't think much about it. She thought that Du Heng would marry a bastard, and it was unclear whether she would be destined to marry him in the future.

But Du Heng knew that she would never be trapped in the inner house in her lifetime.

That's all when she was Lin Zhijun in the past. After marriage, she would help Zhou Xian manage the backyard and socialize with his wife. She would not be jealous, but she would work hard to be a crown prince and future queen.

But now, hey, Du Heng sneered in his heart, they Zhou family are not worthy!

Lin Ling didn't know whether he heard it or not, but he looked cheerful on the outside.

Before the two of them could continue their greetings, a harsh female voice suddenly sounded: "No, no, no!"

The two of them were shocked. Could it be Sheng Yu?

But the voice from behind revealed the answer: "The eldest lady is not good! Call the doctor quickly!"

This girl is Du Zhilan's eldest maid, and she would not be so rude normally, not to mention that there are foreign guests here today; but seeing her like this, Lin Ling and Du Heng knew in their hearts that Du Zhilan was really not strong anymore.
Chapter completed!