When a man does these things, he is hinting that he likes you, and many women never notice

Chapter 1: She has become a young lady of the Great Sheng Dynasty?

"Bang!"

A force shoved her out hard, and Lin Guiwan crashed into a pillar.

What is going on... who hit me?

Blood streamed from her forehead, winding down her face, and her body also carried an unspeakable pain. Her head was buzzing, and she wanted to see who it was, but the blood stung her eyes so much she could not open them.

"Grand Commandant Lin! This prince needs a reasonable explanation!" A cold gaze fell on Lin Guiwan, and she instinctively felt that this person utterly loathed her.

"Your Highness... this, this is my failure to discipline her..." A voice suppressing anger reached Lin Guiwan's ears, leaving her even more bewildered.

What prince? And what is a grand commandant? Lin Guiwan wiped the blood from her eyes and struggled to take in the situation before her.

She was sitting on a bed, and before the bed stood a tall figure, wearing a white silk inner garment and with his back to her. The room was full of people, and the grand commandant just now seemed to be the leading middle-aged man in a dark cyan ancient-style robe.

What kind of hellish situation is this? Filming a drama?

"Hmph!" The man in front of her turned his head and gave Lin Guiwan a look of disgust, then took his robe and left quickly.

"Baseborn creature, you have utterly disgraced my Grand Commandant's residence! Shameless little whore!" After respectfully seeing the prince off, the middle-aged man waved his robe, furious and hideous with rage.

"My lord, Guiwan is young and does not know better, so it is hard for her to avoid doing wrong..."

"Yes, father, sister also could not help herself..."

Beside the grand commandant stood a mother and daughter, seeming to console him, but the words they said made him even angrier: "You just stay properly at home and do not go out and disgrace yourself again!"

Lin Guiwan listened in a daze as he flew into a rage, sitting still in a stupor. Could she be dreaming? But the pain in her head...

Seeing that she said not a word, the grand commandant flung his sleeves and left in anger.

The other servants and maids, along with that mother and daughter, also left with him. In an instant, the noisy room became completely empty.

Seeing that everyone had gone, Lin Guiwan painfully moved off the bed and looked around.

An exquisitely carved large bed, antique-style tables, chairs and furnishings, and even the dressing mirror was made of bronze. She was wearing a dudou and undergarments, and her body was covered with ambiguous bluish-purple marks.

This made Lin Guiwan panic.

What was going on? Clearly she had been doing experiments in the laboratory, and when she woke up she had become a young lady of a boudoir, and even the kind caught in bed adultery?

She hurriedly sat in front of the embroidered stool and carefully examined the person in the bronze mirror. Even with her face smeared with blood, she could be called as clear as the new moon and as fair as snow piled on flower trees, only a little childish. This was how she had looked at sixteen or seventeen!

Could she really have transmigrated? This was impossible! Lin Guiwan staggered and fell to the ground.

Someone came in from outside the room, a pretty maid. She carried in a basin of water and gave Lin Guiwan a slight bow: "Eldest young miss, the madam has sent this servant to attend to you."

Even though the maid's words were faultless, Lin Guiwan could still feel her contempt and disdain from her bearing.

"No need, go out." Lin Guiwan sent her away. At this time it was still better to stay by herself and find some useful information, to avoid being discovered as not the original Lin Guiwan and burned as a demon.

The maid was not polite either. She answered and turned to leave. Lin Guiwan rinsed the wound herself with clear water, grimacing in pain.

This eldest young miss was really not favored. Even when injured, no one sent her any ointment. Lin Guiwan endured the pain, rummaged through the clothes and found something to put on.

It was no wonder the maid looked down on her. Just now Lin Guiwan had sorted through the original owner's memories.

When she was little, the original owner had followed Prince Xian, but after falling from a height once, she became somewhat simple-minded, could not remember earlier things, and clamored every day to marry Prince Xian. Every time Prince Xian came to the Grand Commandant's residence, Lin Guiwan always rushed to him and followed behind him. Apart from Prince Xian, she listened to no one else.

She had once waited at the gate of Prince Xian's residence for three days and three nights, just to give the prince fruit.

After that, Lin Guiwan's simple-mindedness spread throughout the capital.

That time, Grand Commandant Lin nearly beat Lin Guiwan to death.

And after that, Prince Xian came to the Grand Commandant's residence even less often.

No wonder the original owner would do something like drugging someone. Sigh...

Lin Guiwan was very depressed. How could the original owner be so unreserved...

As a graduate student at the Kyoto University of Chinese Medicine in the 21st century, with both parents dead and supporting herself, how had Lin Guiwan been reborn into such a good-for-nothing?

If she had known she would transmigrate, she should not have gone to the laboratory to get the textbook...

Lin Guiwan sighed and resigned herself to looking for information left by the original owner, so that she could at least haltingly understand some things.

After reading for a long time, Lin Guiwan still did not see much useful information. She only knew that her stepmother Madam Zhou and her daughter Lin Fengmian treated her very well, but Lin Guiwan always felt something was off.

"Wan'er, mother has come to see you." Lin Guiwan was sitting at the table, pondering how to return, when an elegant and noble figure walked gracefully into the room, accompanied by the maid from before.

Lin Guiwan did not know what to say. Saying more meant more mistakes, so it was better not to speak. Madam Zhou raised her brows, surprised that she was so quiet, but then put on a smile again: "Wan'er, mother knows you only did the wrong thing because you could not control your feelings..."

"..." Whose own mother would say that about her daughter? Should she not be trying her utmost to exonerate her and say she had been framed? These words were truly uncomfortable, as if she had deliberately seduced someone.

Madam Zhou kept chattering on, as if she understood and forgave her behavior, but the charge of adultery was pinned on her just like that. Was this her own mother?

Lin Guiwan instinctively felt something was wrong. Listlessly, she interrupted Madam Zhou: "Mother, I am not feeling well. I want to sleep for a while..."

A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Madam Zhou's face, then she returned to her kind and loving look: "All right, then take care. I will leave the ointment here for you. Remember to apply it."

After closing the door and leaving, Madam Zhou was very puzzled. Why was Lin Guiwan not shouting and demanding to find Prince Xian? If this had been before, she should have made a huge scene long ago...

Chapter 2: Granted in Marriage

Lin Guiwan watched her go out, then picked up the small porcelain bottle on the table, opened it and sniffed it. This was not any medicine for treating wounds at all; it clearly worsened the wound.

Fortunately she studied Chinese medicine. If it were anyone else, they might not necessarily be able to smell it. This mother was definitely not her birth mother, and this matter was probably prearranged too. It seemed she would have to investigate.

After the sun slanted west, the sky gradually darkened. Lin Guiwan did not eat the meals that were sent. It was not that the food did not suit her taste, nor that something had been put in it, but that all of it was triggering food. If she really ate it, an injury that could heal in ten days to half a month might not heal even in half a year.

The night grew deeper and deeper. Lin Guiwan pushed the door and found it locked, so she had no choice but to stack up a stool and jump out through the window. Fortunately, they had not expected that a young lady of a boudoir would jump out of a window.

Avoiding the patrolling servants, Lin Guiwan felt her way around the layout of the entire Grand Commandant's residence. It seemed this cheap father was quite rich; just from the size of the courtyards one could tell.

Lin Guiwan ran until her legs were about to break, and she also had to endure the heart-pounding fear of being discovered. She kept searching, and finally, to the northeast of her courtyard, she found Lin Fengmian's boudoir.

The low wall of this courtyard could not stop her. She jumped in in just a few movements.

The lights in the main room were still on, and there were faint murmuring voices inside. Lin Guiwan tiptoed and leaned by the door, holding her breath to listen.

"You really anger your mother to death. For that Prince Xian you did such a thing. Fortunately that little bitch took the blame for you, otherwise your mother's face would have been completely lost by you!"

"But Prince Xian has the greatest chance of ascending the throne. Although your daughter has known him since childhood, he never mentioned marrying me, so I..."

Lin Fengmian felt a trace of unwillingness. Clearly, from childhood to adulthood, Prince Xian had always treated her well. Even when he went out, he remembered to send her little trinkets. If he did not like her, how could he possibly do that...

Hearing this, most of Lin Guiwan's doubts were resolved, but fury burned up in her. A young lady's chastity was practically her life!

"Do not mention it again. Now we do not know how to deal with that little bitch. Your mother had Yuetao take pains to get the prince into that little bitch's room, not for you to debase yourself again!"

"Yes, young miss, the madam has worried herself sick over you." It was the maid from the daytime.

The fire in Lin Guiwan's heart burned even fiercer, and she accidentally kicked the wooden door.

"Who is it?!" Hurried footsteps came from inside. Lin Guiwan quickly fled, but because her legs had gone numb from squatting, she could only shuffle to the corner beside her.

Was she going to be caught just after learning the truth? Lin Guiwan was so anxious that her forehead was covered in sweat. The footsteps came closer and closer, and the door had already been pushed open.

Her heart was about to jump out of her chest. Lin Guiwan leaned at the corner, not daring to move rashly.

"Meow--" A black cat darted out from somewhere, frightening Madam Zhou into retreating several steps.

"Truly damned! So it was a cat!" Madam Zhou patted her chest and cursed, still shaken.

Good cat. Lin Guiwan was overjoyed inside, thinking that the next time she saw a cat she would definitely feed it a few more fish.

"Mother, what happened? Who is outside?" Lin Fengmian also chased after her.

Madam Zhou said irritably: "It is a cat! You, you, next time tell me before you do anything. What have I not considered for you?"

Lin Fengmian answered reluctantly. Since her coming-of-age ceremony, Prince Xian had rarely taken her out anymore. When she was little, he clearly often sought her out to play...

After they entered the room, Lin Guiwan gave a cold laugh and carefully jumped out of the courtyard.

The next morning, Lin Lang kicked open Lin Guiwan's door. He was still wearing his official robe, his face bearing anger.

"Look at the filthy thing you have done! You made me a laughingstock throughout the court, saying I would sell my daughter for glory just to cling to the powerful!" Lin Lang roared at Lin Guiwan, who still looked drowsy.

Now the position of crown prince was empty, the princes were eyeing it hungrily, and the old emperor knew perfectly well what was going on and was fully aware of every stir in the court. For him to have trouble at this point was glaringly conspicuous, but Lin Guiwan's mother was, after all, the eldest daughter of the Grand General's residence...

Even if Lin Guiwan was still sleepy, this roar drove away all her drowsiness. She really did not like this father, always shouting at the slightest thing.

"In three days, Prince Xian will come to marry you!"

What the hell? Marry? Get married? This was forcing a duck onto a perch: "Will three days be too rushed?"

"You still think you are not shameful enough? The sooner this matter is done the better! Best to marry you off immediately and block the wagging tongues!" Lin Lang stared at Lin Guiwan with complexity. Marrying off this daughter, he did not know whether it would be good or bad.

He had maintained neutrality and stood with no prince's faction, and only thus had he gained the old emperor's favor. But with this, even if he did not take a side, he would still be shelved into Prince Xian's faction.

The news that Prince Xian was going to marry the capital's number one lovestruck fool, Lin Guiwan, exploded among the noble young ladies.

Who was Prince Xian? His face was like Song Yu, his looks rivaled Pan An, and the key point was that he was not just a pretty facade. His literary talent and views were uniquely outstanding, and he was one of the candidates for emperor. Whoever became his princess might become empress!

And who was he marrying but Lin Guiwan, a fool, and a lovestruck fool at that. Could she be a princess consort?

If Lin Guiwan, that foolish girl, had not climbed into Prince Xian's bed, the emperor would not have made Prince Xian marry her. Prince Xian was the emperor's most beloved son and very likely to ascend the throne!

But no matter what, Lin Guiwan still married three days later. With phoenix crown and rosy bridal robes, the sky full of red stung Lin Fengmian's eyes. The title of Princess Xian that she had dreamed of for ten years had been easily snatched away by that bitch Lin Guiwan!

A lovestruck fool, a foolish girl with something wrong in her head, had actually taken the princess consort's seat. This was simply a tale of the Arabian Nights!

Lin Lang watched the red sedan chair recede into the distance, feeling extremely conflicted. Back then, in order to rise in position, he had had no choice but to marry the Grand General's daughter. He had never liked Lin Guiwan, whom she bore, and later, when Lin Guiwan became simple-minded, let alone showing her a kind face.

Now that she had married a prince, would she turn around and bite back? But Prince Xian did not like her, and she herself was simple-minded, so she probably would not think that much.

Being forced to side with Prince Xian was not necessarily bad, at least he was the old emperor's most favored son. Now it all depended on who won the battle for succession. Success or failure would be decided here.

Chapter 3: A Show of Power

The red sedan chair was carried from the south of the capital to the north of the capital. Compared with the Grand Commandant's residence, Prince Xian's residence looked very deserted. There were neither lanterns and decorations nor firecrackers and suona. Only a few strips of red cloth hung, fluttering all alone.

After arriving at the residence, Prince Xian dismounted, took off the red outer robe, and left in a hurry. Marrying the legitimate daughter of the Grand Commandant's residence was not bad, at least it could win over the grand commandant, but Lin Guiwan's appearance really made it hard for him to swallow.

Only the bride in the sedan chair was left, adding to the awkwardness alone. Lin Guiwan had long expected this, and her heart was without ripples.

Both had been forced into the marriage, so it would be strange if they could face each other pleasantly, especially since that Prince Xian was even more pitiful; he was completely the scapegoat.

"Princess Consort, this way please." A hand reached over to support Lin Guiwan and helped her walk toward the new chamber.

Calling it a new chamber, it was merely a courtyard that had been hastily swept clean, without the slightest festive atmosphere.

Lin Guiwan pulled off the red veil on her head and removed her hair ornaments. Anyway, no one would come over today, so why sit there stupidly? This phoenix crown was really heavy.

"Princess Consort?" A clear and pretty maid looked at Lin Guiwan's movements in surprise. As expected, her reputation was well deserved. Was she a woman who did not know her place?

"It is too heavy. I already know the prince will not come over. You may all withdraw too. Just call me before dinner." Lin Guiwan turned her neck and spoke indifferently.

The maid concealed the contempt in her eyes, answered dutifully, turned and left.

Lin Guiwan looked around the room that was like a prison, feeling gloomy and unhappy. Was she going to stifle herself here for a lifetime until death? Her rare good medical skills, buried just like that? She was a new woman of the 21st century; was she to live her whole life carelessly like this?

No, no, this matter had to be planned carefully...

In the study, Prince Xian Feng Yuchuan sat at the desk, looking at a piece of intelligence from the Baihua Tower. The door was knocked, and a maid entered.

"Reporting to Your Highness, the princess consort said she was tired and would sleep for a while, and told this servant to call her at the evening meal." The maid revealed a trace of disdain.

"No need to bother with her. Just do not short her in daily food, clothing and expenses." Feng Yuchuan was a little surprised. This fool was actually not clinging to him anymore? Then he thought she might be pretending to be a lady to please him. Tsk--

Marrying Lin Guiwan was not without benefits. At least with the grand commandant and with Lin Guiwan's maternal grandfather's Grand General's residence, he now had connections, and it could also make Feng Shen think carefully about what to do.

"Yes." The maid curtsied and withdrew, sneering inwardly. This princess consort was really pathetic.

Who exactly was it? Who drugged him? That cup of tea... no, not her. The grand commandant? If it were him, there would be no need. Clearly several attempts to win him over had failed. Feng Shen? No, the risk was too great. Making him lose face was a small matter, but increasing his power was a big matter. He would not do this. Then who exactly was it?

Fengmian, he had known for a long time. The two could be considered childhood sweethearts. Moreover, when she was little she had even saved him. Even if she had some little calculations of her own, she was absolutely not such a shameless person.

If Fengmian waited until sixteen, and this matter had not happened, he would definitely have married her. She was gentle and virtuous, and her father was also the grand commandant. It was simply killing two birds with one stone. If she had done it, why would she take this unnecessary extra step?

Then who exactly was it?

Lin Guiwan did not know what Feng Yuchuan was thinking, nor did she care. She only wanted to live her own life well.

The two lived in peace, each living their own little life. On the third day, Prince Xian came to find her.

"Get yourself ready. This prince will accompany you on your home visit." Today Prince Xian Feng Yuchuan wore a light blue robe with gold-thread piping, and his black hair was tied up with a jade crown. If one ignored the disgust on his face that was almost substantial, he truly satisfied all of Lin Guiwan's fantasies about ancient beautiful men.

Home visit? Right, it had already been three days. She had been married for three days: "Your Highness, please wait a moment." Lin Guiwan did not care at all how Prince Xian looked at her. Anyway, she would leave when she found a chance.

Feng Yuchuan was surprised that Lin Guiwan really no longer clung to him, but the disgust that followed drowned this bit of interest. This woman was the symbol of his humiliation. Perhaps that cup of tea had been tampered with by her. Even if not, someone had instructed this woman to do it.

Not many minutes later, Lin Guiwan came out wearing an apricot-yellow filigree ruqun skirt, her face dazzlingly radiant. She of course knew that bringing her back for the home visit was meant to silence the gossiping crowd and keep others from laughing at them.

It just so happened she wanted to annoy Lin Fengmian. So she wanted to be the Princess Consort of Xian? Then she would let her see what a princess consort was really like.

Seeing Lin Guiwan come out, Feng Yuchuan was unwilling to admit it but still had to praise her beauty. But so what if she was beautiful? The capital had never lacked gorgeous women, and she was utterly foolish, with nothing but a pretty face.

Each nursing their own thoughts, the two got into the carriage. Inside, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and the air between them seemed about to freeze solid.

From the north of the city to the south was quite a distance. Lin Guiwan sat on one side picking at her fingers, while Feng Yuchuan sat on the other with a cold face, as if a huge pane of glass stood between them.

After enduring a whole journey of silent wordlessness, they finally arrived at the gates of the Grand Commandant's residence. Feng Yuchuan got out first, as if unwilling to stay with her even a second longer.

Lin Guiwan did not care in the least what he thought. She lifted the curtain herself and, supported by a maid, stepped down from the carriage. Looking up at the huge plaque above the gate, Grand Commandant's Residence, she thought: she was back again.

At the gate, Grand Commandant Lin Lang, Madam Zhou, and Lin Fengmian were waiting quietly. When the mother and daughter saw Lin Guiwan and Prince Xian getting along peacefully and stepping down together in harmony, the smiles on their faces stiffened a little. What was going on with this foolish daughter? She was actually acting perfectly normal?

Lin Fengmian stared at Prince Xian in a daze, both angry and resentful inside. If that day it had been her... could she have become the princess consort too?

And besides, the prince's power was enough to ascend the throne. Then she would become the empress, second only to one man and above ten thousand others.

The Second Prince, Feng Shen, was merely born of a concubine. Feng Nianjin was all right, but he was not favored by the emperor. Feng Li had both the emperor's appreciation and was born of one of the Four Consorts, but he was not steady enough. The other princes were not worth considering. Only Feng Yuchuan had the best chance and the strength to become emperor.

Yet she had let this foolish girl Lin Guiwan get the advantage... and thrown away the opportunity for nothing!

"This humble official pays his respects to Your Highness... Princess Consort." Lin Lang made a bow and stiffly added the words "Princess Consort."

"No need for such courtesy, Father." Lin Guiwan revealed a smile and raised an eyebrow. It seemed this convenient father of hers was not quite used to it yet.

The strange atmosphere between the two drew Feng Yuchuan's attention. Lin Guiwan truly had no sense of propriety, not even sparing her own father's face.

But thinking carefully, she had agreed so quickly; she must have long coveted the position of princess consort, and that cup of tea was very likely her doing too. But could this idiot really do such a thing?

Lin Guiwan had not expected that just by putting on one act, she would stir up such great suspicion in Feng Yuchuan. If she knew what he was thinking, she would surely die of frustration. As if anyone cared about this princess consort position? Whoever wants it can have it!

Chapter Four: The Storm of the Home Visit

The two groups of people surrounded them as they returned to the residence, exchanging false pleasantries. Once inside, Madam Zhou smilingly pulled Lin Guiwan away, saying she wanted to have some intimate mother-daughter talk.

Intimate talk? Lin Guiwan was bored out of her mind anyway and was happy to play along with her.

"Guiwan, if you have suffered any grievances, you must tell your mother, don't keep it bottled up inside and make yourself miserable." As soon as she opened her mouth, Madam Zhou spoke with certainty, as if she had seen that Lin Guiwan was not getting along with the prince.

Just as expected. Lin Guiwan sneered inwardly, but on her face appeared a trace of shyness: "The prince treats me very well..."

Madam Zhou was clearly unwilling to let it go: "My child, in front of your mother, what is there you cannot say? Even if the prince has mistreated you, your mother can seek justice for you." Why was this foolish daughter acting so strange?

So she was determined to insist that she was living badly? Lin Guiwan wanted to see what she was up to: "What does Mother mean?"

"Men are all fickle. Rather than letting him go out secretly, you might as well bring a few maids with you, so that when your body is not feeling well, they can help you, no?" Madam Zhou stroked Lin Guiwan's hand, watching the expression on her face.

She had not even been married for a few days, and already she wanted to reach her hand into the prince's household? Truly, greed knows no bounds: "Mother has gone to great trouble. These matters are not for me to decide on the prince's behalf. We can discuss it another day."

Madam Zhou had not expected Lin Guiwan to refuse her. She was about to say something more, but Lin Guiwan waved her hand, saying she felt stifled and wanted to go out for a stroll.

Madam Zhou's expression turned somewhat ugly. Lin Guiwan was not foolish anymore? How was this like the way she used to be? She was clearly a normal person now. How had she changed into a different person after getting married?

The back garden of the Grand Commandant's residence was exquisitely built, with small bridges and flowing water, flowers in full bloom. Koi fish leaped about energetically.

Not far away, beside the flowering trees, Lin Fengmian looked at the lazy, serene woman, whose beauty was beyond compare, and a string in her heart suddenly snapped! She walked quickly to Lin Guiwan's side...

"Elder Sister..." Lin Fengmian suppressed the urge to tear at her and called out to Lin Guiwan in a soft, delicate voice.

Lin Guiwan, who had been watching the fish fight over bait, turned around to look at her second sister: "What is it?"

"I suppose Elder Sister could not help herself and ended up with the prince, and so you fear the prince holds a grudge against you because of it. That is why I..." Lin Fengmian wore a look of sympathy. This must be an illusion. How could the prince possibly live in harmony with a slut?

"What does Second Sister mean by that? The prince and I get along very well. There is no need for you to inquire." What kind of own sister would insinuate that her elder sister was promiscuous and had illicit relations with someone without a matchmaker?

Lin Fengmian turned pale, then suddenly looked about to cry, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth: "What kind of talk is that, Elder Sister? I was only worried about you..." No, no, this was Lin Guiwan? How had she become so much more normal?

Lin Guiwan quickly turned to look around. By all rights, the prince should be appearing now. Otherwise, who was this scene being performed for?

Lin Fengmian saw Lin Guiwan searching for something, as if she had arranged for someone to watch the drama. She suddenly felt extremely humiliated. Steeling herself, she stepped forward and grabbed Lin Guiwan's hand.

Caught off guard with her arm seized, Lin Guiwan instinctively swung her hand, and two words appeared in her mind: Oh no!

She had actually fallen for this little vixen's trick. Oh, this was clearly a trap, and she had jumped right into it.

Just as she expected, Lin Fengmian bent her body into a strange arc and fell backward into the pond. When Lin Fengmian caught sight of that pale blue figure, her heart settled in relief.

Before Lin Guiwan could call for anyone, the blue figure had already jumped down, struggling to pull the thrashing Lin Fengmian in the water toward the shore. At that moment, several maids appeared from somewhere, shouting: "Second Miss has fallen into the water, someone come quickly!"

Even if Lin Guiwan were even more foolish, she could see this was a trap set for her. What was the point? She had already married Prince Xian. No matter how much she coursed disaster, she would not be cast out. At most, she would just be disliked a bit more. She did not care anyway.

"Elder Sister, how have I offended you..." Lin Fengmian was rescued, and after forcing out this sentence with difficulty, she fainted.

Great, now there was no explaining things clearly. Lin Guiwan pressed her forehead. Lin Fengmian was truly tireless in targeting her.

"Lin Guiwan, what exactly happened here?" Feng Yuchuan cast a look of disgust at her.

"I..."

"She is your own younger sister!" Feng Yuchuan stared at Lin Guiwan with loathing. He had originally thought she was just someone who clung to power and influence, but he never expected her to be so vicious!

"I did not..."

"Is becoming the princess consort still not enough for you!"

"..." A million curses ran through Lin Guiwan's mind. What was she supposed to say? Everyone had already decided it was her doing. Was there any point in explaining further?

This man was simply blind. What kind of prince was he? For the first time, Lin Guiwan felt anger rise. Just because she did not strike first did not mean she was easy to bully.

The people in the residence quickly came running at the commotion. The maids wrapped Lin Fengmian up and carried her into the nearest side room.

Soaked and dripping, Feng Yuchuan frowned deeply and left with a flick of his sleeve.

"My lord, Guiwan must have just been momentarily confused. Do not blame her..." Madam Zhou wept pitifully, yet still did not forget to 'defend' Lin Guiwan.

Lin Lang knew this daughter was foolish and that the things she did were unusual. But today was different from the past. Lin Guiwan was not only his daughter but also Prince Xian's wife: "I beg Your Highness to give Fengmian justice!"

"Grand Commandant, rest assured. I will severely punish the princess consort for this matter. I will not be lax simply because she is the princess consort."

Listening to the several of them echoing one another, the fire in Lin Guiwan's heart burned even fiercer. She wanted to see just how they would severely punish her!