Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Chapter 619 Begging to Enter the Palace



Chapter 619 Begging to Enter the Palace

"Husband! Husband! Don't leave me!" Zhou Xiyin suddenly opened her eyes, her whole body drenched in cold sweat.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Wan'er rushed in from outside the door in a panic.

"Why am I in bed? I'm going to wait for my husband to come back," Zhou Xiyin said stubbornly, already getting ready to get dressed.

"You took off your clothes yourself?" Wan'er asked curiously.

Zhou Xiyin turned around and stared at her with a curious look: "Didn't you help me take it off?"

There were only the two of them in the room. Zhou Xiyin had been fast asleep all night. Who else could it be but Wan'er?

"Hmph, he helped the young lady take off her clothes and then left as if nothing had happened. Could the young master really be impotent?" Wan'er thought to herself, but dared not tell Zhou Xiyin the truth.

"Help me up quickly, I need to wait for my husband," Zhou Xiyin insisted.

"Miss, don't panic. The young master has returned and is sleeping in the woodshed. Perhaps he's afraid someone will take over his territory, so he's locked himself inside!"

Wan'er said irritably, indicating that some of her views on Lin Ping had changed.

"You silly girl, you're teasing me again. Your husband went to the imperial prison, how can he just come back like that?"

This news was truly unbelievable; even if Zhou Xiyin hoped it was true, she still found it somewhat absurd.

"Not only is she a stupid woman, but she's also a lazy woman. Hurry up and eat your porridge." Lin Ping carefully walked in, carrying a bowl of hot porridge in both hands.

Zhou Xiyin was stunned, her beautiful eyes following his every move.

"Has the king forgiven my husband?" Zhou Xiyin asked in confusion.

Lin Ping smiled faintly: "It's just that the prison gates were blown open."

"What? My husband escaped from prison?" Zhou Xiyin's mouth dropped open in shock.

"Young Miss, something terrible has happened! A large number of people from the palace have arrived and have surrounded the Zhou residence."

The doorman ran over in a panic.

He knew that Lin Ping had been imprisoned and mistakenly believed that the Lin family had also been implicated.

"Husband, quickly hide! I'll go stop them!" Zhou Xiyin said in a panic.

"Let them wait outside. If they dare to urge us even once, they can all go back inside!" Lin Ping replied angrily.

He had personally prepared hot porridge for Zhou Xiyin, so how could he not watch her finish it?

"Young Master? You're back?" the doorman exclaimed, as if he'd seen a ghost. He immediately covered his mouth, afraid of revealing Lin Ping's whereabouts.

He finally understood why the people who came to the White House were there; they were there to arrest Lin Ping.

"Can't you understand what I'm saying? Go and inform them!" Lin Ping said sternly.

"But...but..." the doorkeeper stammered, unable to speak.

"But what? Just say I'm having porridge with Yinyin, and see who dares to say a word." Lin Ping said domineeringly.

"Is this husband crazy? Won't he get beaten to death like this?" Zhou Xiyin muttered to herself. But seeing Lin Ping's serious expression, she didn't want to say anything more. She might as well enjoy the last moments they had together.

The gatekeeper dared not argue with Lin Ping and slunk out, truly unsure how to explain to the palace guards.

After what happened last night, the king was overjoyed and couldn't wait to see Lin Ping, so he directly sent the Imperial Guards to summon him.

It's just a pity for these Imperial Guards, who had to summon Lin Ping and Zhou Xiyin while they were having breakfast together. Didn't they just ask for trouble?

When the gatekeeper saw the Embroidered Uniform Guard again, his legs went weak with fear, and he could only muster his courage by walking with an air of utter disregard for family.

"My son-in-law said you should wait here. If you dare to urge me even once, you'd better go back!" The doorman, in a moment of anger, shouted out Lin Ping's words in detail, and his manner was somewhat similar to Lin Ping's.

The Imperial Guards were dumbfounded upon hearing this. Was this the attitude a prisoner should have?

"Commander, I'll rush in and tie him up right away!" a commander said angrily.

"Tie him up? Do you have a death wish? The king wants to invite the general to the palace." Shi Qing said sternly.

Only he knew the truth; after all, he had offended Lin Ping yesterday.

Today, we should pay a price.

"Let me feed you, open your mouth..." Lin Ping cheekily held the spoon to Zhou Xiyin's lips, and even asked insincerely, "Is it hot?"

"Ew~" Hearing that tingling sound, Wan'er got goosebumps all over her body and her whole body felt sore.

"Wan'er remembered, there are still clothes to wash." Wan'er didn't want to be a third wheel, so she quickly slipped away.

Zhou Xiyin shook her head and swallowed the porridge, feeling incredibly happy.

"Is it really alright to have the Imperial Guards waiting outside?" Zhou Xiyin asked worriedly.

"If Shi Qing dares to urge me even once, I guarantee he'll be begging me on his knees," Lin Ping said confidently.

Looking at Lin Ping's sinister appearance, Zhou Xiyin shook her head helplessly, but was secretly delighted.

She loved Lin Ping's vengeful nature!

The blazing sun hung high in the sky, and the group of Imperial Guards were drenched in sweat, their anger barely contained.

However, Shi Qing was so frightened by the death order that no one dared to say a word, and they just waited respectfully.

Lin Ping even suggested that they stand at attention and be exposed to the sun for several hours, which would make them behave in the future.

"Husband, hurry up and go to the palace, or the king will be getting impatient," Zhou Xiyin advised.

She had already gleaned some information from Lin Ping's confident smile, and it seemed that the theft of the defense map was now over.

As for why the king was in such a hurry to summon Lin Ping, that's another story.

"Since this silly woman has spoken, I have no choice but to obey!" Lin Ping chuckled and then leisurely walked out the door.

"General, you've finally arrived! The King has been waiting anxiously." Shi Qing hurriedly offered a smiling face.

Lin Ping only told Wu Tiancheng and the eunuch in charge of the inner treasury about this plan. Shi Qing was unaware of it, which is why he was somewhat negligent towards Lin Ping.

As a result, they were retaliated against.

"If you're in such a hurry, why don't you come in person?" Lin Ping said, turning his head with a roguish air, showing no trace of a great general.

Should the king himself come to invite him?

How much influence do you, Lin Ping, have?

Many of the Imperial Guards almost couldn't help but curse, but they were afraid they were no match for Lin Ping.

He's a well-known master of verbal sparring, his tongue as nimble as a devil's, earning him the nickname "Prince of Nightclubs."

"The king is busy with countless affairs of state and is currently holding court in the morning. If he were to come and invite us personally, all the civil and military officials would be staring at each other in disbelief," Shi Qing chuckled, revealing a fawning expression.

"Then let all the civil and military officials come! A mere few dozen people, my Zhou residence can accommodate them!" Lin Ping said irritably.

This is still treating the Zhou residence like the imperial court!

In the whole world, perhaps only Lin Ping would dare to say such a thing.

Shi Qing could only keep smiling and dared not utter a single word of rebuttal.

"I won't make things difficult for you. Are the eight carriages ready?" Lin Ping said impatiently.

Eight-horse carriage?

Has this guy gone mad?

Only the emperor of the Daye Dynasty rode in a six-horse carriage, while the ruler of the Wu Kingdom could only ride in a five-horse carriage. It was already a great honor for Shi Qing to ride in a four-horse carriage.

You, Lin Ping, actually want to ride in an eight-horse carriage?


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