The Regent's Tender Darling

Cough cough cough—!

The wind and snow have not stopped, and the air is mixed with snowflakes and dust from the fire. The area near the ruined woodshed is also smoky and gray, making people unable to open their eyes and coughing.

"Woooo..."

The child's crying has never stopped, but it has changed from wailing at the beginning to sobbing softly now.

Maybe he was tired from crying and had no strength to cry anymore, so he buried the sadness.

Lin Zhengyang comforted the two little girls, holding Lin Qingxue in his arms who was crying silently, and at the same time comforted Lin Qingyue who was crying beside him.

For the two children, this was the first time in a long time that they felt their father's love. Their father would comfort them and worry about their aunt.

It's just that I didn't realize it at this time.

Mrs. Shen on the side couldn't bear this miserable scene, and her eyes naturally filled with tears, but it was more of a joy, at least everyone in the woodshed was completely gone.

Although it was not a serious problem, it was an eyesore if it was left. It would be better to get rid of it. Soon the two little ones were clean together.

In addition, the old lady gave the order to lock the two aunts in the woodshed. Even if everyone knew that the smell of tung oil in the fire was not right, they would not blame her.

What's more, in this Lin Mansion, who dares to question the old lady? Only that little bitch Lin Jiaojiao dared to anger the old lady.

I don’t know who is so kind, or who these two aunts have offended to make people hate them so much.

Tung oil is valuable, and it must not be something that the maids and servants in the house can do.

At this moment, she was suddenly shocked. The old lady had ordered this person to be imprisoned. Could it be...

It was not impossible for the old lady to do such a thing. She subconsciously looked at Lin Zhengyang's figure. If she was questioned, the matter would always come to light.

Now the thorn in her side is Aunt Wu!

With a plan in mind, he quickly gathered Mo Cui beside him and whispered: "Get some tung oil and send it to Jiaomingyuan."

Mo Cui was about to leave, but Shen held her back again and told her, "Be careful, don't let anyone notice."

Mo Cui nodded cautiously, then lowered his head and sneaked away from the crowd.

"Be good, don't cry. Little girl Xue, don't cry anymore. Daddy is here." Lin Zhengyang comforted Lin Qingxue in his arms. Looking at the nearby maids and servants who had slowed down, he suppressed his anger and shouted: "Everyone is stunned. What are you looking for?"

Even if it's a cold corpse, we still have to find it!

"Yes." The maids and boys hurried to the ruins. The fire has not been completely extinguished yet, and many firewood pieces are still red. They need to be splashed with water.

"Master, what happened?"

A woman's voice sounded weak. Lin Zhengyang looked back and saw that the person coming was Aunt Wu, who was being carried by Mother Jin at the moment.

Why do you need someone to carry you when you come here?

Seeing Lin Zhengyang's face darken for a moment, Jin's mother shrewdly noticed it and said quickly: "Don't blame me, sir. My aunt has been kneeling in the snow for nearly two hours every day. Today, she has no feeling in her legs. Hearing that there was a fire in the woodshed, my aunt was worried, so the old slave carried her over. "

"What?" Lin Zhengyang caught the key point immediately. Who dares to let the woman he loves kneel in the snow?

In the twelfth month of winter, if I had to kneel in the snow for two hours every day, this person would have to die or be crippled!

He felt angry for a moment, and there seemed to be sparks of anger in his eyes: "Who gave her two hours?"

At this moment, Jin's mother seemed to have let something slip. She quickly lowered her head and was unwilling to say anything more.

It’s another beautiful day ~ I cooked snail noodles ~ delicious (ω) Hey