Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Chapter 800 The birthday gift has arrived!

The woman's desperate call did not make Leng Qingyin hesitate in leaving.

At this time, Leng Qingyin's men quickly caught up and advised, "Master, if the Marquis of Xuanping knew that you had confined his wife, he would probably be dissatisfied with it."

However, just as he uttered the words, a strong and powerful hand grabbed the man's neck.

In just a moment, the man lost all his breath and collapsed to the ground.

"There is no room for second thoughts by my side."

Leng Qingyin's deep eyes swept lightly over the person on the ground, and then he completely disappeared from the woman's sight.

Song Lanyin stared at her dead subordinates and fell to the ground powerlessly, a deep panic rising from the bottom of her heart.

On the other side, Leng Qingyin walked into the yard and suddenly stopped. As if he remembered something, he took out the safety lock again.

He reached out and grasped the bell at the bottom, twisting it gently, and it opened. As before, he held the jade clapper up to the moonlight.

This time, only a faint shadow was cast on the dark ground - "Yin"

Leng Qingyin murmured softly: "Brother Yin...Brother Yin...Sheng Jingyin!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and looked towards the main room...

The night wind blew slowly, rolling up a few dead leaves, bringing the chill of winter and welcoming the warm sun of the next day.

Last night, the Lin family's misfortune spread throughout Yanjing like snowflakes, but what no one expected was that in a corner of Yanjing, an incredible rumor was quietly growing.

However, all of this was isolated from the Lin family who had just moved into a new home.

Little Yining rubbed her sleepy eyes and was carried to the dining table by her mother. As soon as she put her hands down, she was startled by her father's dress.

Her father had dark circles under his eyes, a haggard face, and a shaggy hair. If you look closely, you can see a few clots of blood on it.

However, his appearance below the neck was completely different. He wore a moon-blue robe and a waist belt with dark bamboo patterns. If one looked closely, one could notice that, apart from the head, he was clearly dressed like a noble scholar.

Xiao Yining: (wДw), did her father become mentally ill because of the loss of the safety lock?

She quickly looked at her mother, and sure enough, she saw guilt on her face again. Anger rose in her heart, and she asked the old man, "Dad, who are you dressing like this for?"

Lin Yuzan was stunned when he heard this, then he gave her an approving look and replied, "Last night's incident will surely cause a great uproar in Yanjing. Father needs to go to the palace today to give a thorough explanation to the emperor."

Xiao Yining: Σ(⊙▽⊙&34;a, are you...trying to play the victim to old baby?

The little kid quickly said, "Dad, Qingjie wants to..."

Before she could finish her words, Lin Yuzan put an end to her thoughts: "Sister Qing is not allowed to enter the palace today!"

小以宁：?0?6?6?7?0?6，又是没人权的一日！

The old man patted his daughter's angry head to comfort her, and then said to his wife: "Wanniang, I thought about it last night and I think the safety lock must have fallen into the hands of others."

Hearing this, Wan Niang anxiously interrupted, "Husband, can you guess who has it? I'll go get it back! If it breaks, I..."

Once again, Lin Yuzan interrupted the man before he could finish. "Wanniang, I'm only mentioning this to you so you don't worry too much. The man with the safety lock is in a difficult position. If he doesn't destroy it, he'll find a way to return it."

"Is he the one who wants to kill you?" Wan Niang asked hurriedly.

Lin Yuzan turned his eyes to look at his wife, tenderness in his eyes. He was about to answer, but his daughter spoke first.

The little kid pouted and answered for him, "Mom, don't ask. Dad won't tell you."

Wan Niang lowered her eyes in disappointment, pursed her lips, and silently declared her dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Lin Yuzan sighed helplessly and patiently explained to her, "Wanniang, I didn't tell you before because I was afraid you would lose your patience and appear near that person, attracting his attention and implicating my misfortune on you. Now I can tell you."

After saying this, he glanced at his daughter and continued, "But wait a minute, it's a long story. I'll tell you tonight."

Little Yining was "attacked" by her father's eyes, and couldn't help but complain in her heart: What are you looking at? After hiding it from her mother, is he going to hide it from her now? What a cunning old man!

The little girl couldn't help but snort at her father, then looked up at her mother, once again proving her mother's "love-brained" nature.

Wan Niang nodded slightly and replied softly: "My husband, I know that you have your reasons for doing things, and I am not in a hurry."

Xiao Yining: (￣﹏￣；), woman, you have been completely eaten up by men!

The little girl curled her lips speechlessly, thinking secretly about how to save her mother's head.

Just at this moment, footsteps were heard outside the house.

A strange servant stood at the door and reported, "Master, the Jingzhao Yin has brought the birthday gift you prepared for the princess!"

"I understand. Let Lord Jingzhao Yin wait at the door for a while. I will take the princess there after I finish breakfast." Lin Yuzan replied in a light tone.

Wait a moment?

Little Yining looked at her father in surprise, and was shocked by her father's arrogant attitude when a scholar mentioned asking officials to wait.

Wan Niang, standing by, expressed her daughter's concerns, "My dear husband, this is inappropriate. Lord Zhang is the prefect of Jingzhao. How can he wait outside the door?"

However, the old man remained calm: "Things are different now. Sister Qing is a second-rank official, so there's no need to be overly humble to him. Wanniang, we live in the South Alley now, so our words and actions must conform to the rules to avoid being looked down upon by the neighbors!"

Wan Niang and her daughter nodded in sudden realization, but they still felt guilty about Zhang Bufan waiting outside, and even ate their meals faster.