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

Chapter 767 Private Secrets

"So what if he killed someone?" Zhu Xiaoji muttered to himself as he closed the door.

"What? Murder?"

After realizing what had happened, Zhu Xiaoji fell to the ground with a thud, her legs trembling.

Murder is a capital offense. This is not the Wu Kingdom; Lin Ping cannot be allowed to act recklessly.

"What should we do then? Maybe we should go back to Wu Kingdom?" Zhu Xiaoji said timidly, unaware that Lin Ping had already entered the backyard.

Thinking of the trouble that killing Zhang Mingfang had caused last time, Rou'er was a little worried and whispered in Lin Ping's ear, "Young Master, there was no need to kill him."

In her view, Zhang Mingfang deserved to die for kidnapping Meng Qingfan, but the middle-aged man today was only trying to humiliate her, and his crime did not warrant death.

Lin Ping's reaction was somewhat excessive.

In other words, Lin Ping should not have committed the heinous crime of murder for his own sake.

"He deserves to die!" Lin Ping said coldly, his face contorted with rage.

Let alone wanting to humiliate and kill Rou'er, even if he only lays hands on Rou'er, killing him would not be too much.

That cold gaze, however, warmed Rou'er's heart.

The little girl kept having wild thoughts, shyly covering her pretty face.

"oops!"

Rou'er turned her head and went into Lin Ping's room, trying to calm herself down first, and she must not show her inner feelings too obviously.

In Lin Ping's eyes, Rou'er was like his little sister, a family member, and it was perfectly reasonable for him to treat her well. However, he didn't know why the little girl was shy.

Does being protected by her older brother make her blush?

I can’t figure it out. I can’t figure it out.

When Lin Ping entered the room, Rou'er had calmed down and pouted, asking, "Why did you insist on leaving, young master? Don't you really want to continue helping Miss?"

Her rosy face held a mix of anger, grievance, and cuteness.

Lin Ping couldn't resist pinching her face twice, and found that there wasn't a trace of rouge or powder on it. He couldn't help but marvel at the delicate skin of the little girl.

"Hmph, I won't let you pinch me if you don't help Miss." Rou'er pouted and tried to break free.

Lin Ping was on the verge of tears, as if these words made it seem as if he absolutely had to pinch her.

However, it does feel quite good.

"Let me ask you, who deserves the most credit for the Meng family's achievements today?" Lin Ping became serious.

Rou'er, being simple and kind, fell for this act and replied seriously, "Naturally, it is the eldest young lady who deserves the most credit."

"I'll ask you again, before I show up, could Meng Qingge resolve all these crises?"

"Of course, Miss is a business genius," Rou'er said, her head held high.

"Since she can solve all kinds of difficulties, why does she need my help?" Lin Ping said, spreading his hands with an innocent look on his face.

Rou'er stared with her big, round eyes, tilting her head as she fell into deep thought.

Lin Ping's words are absolutely correct. Meng Qingge is not only capable but also very assertive and disdains men's help.

"No, no, Miss has encountered a problem she can't solve and needs Young Master's help," Rou'er said, shaking her head. She almost got confused by Lin Ping.

Lin Ping was somewhat surprised, suddenly realizing that the little girl was not so easily fooled.

"I'll continue," Lin Ping said, becoming serious again. "What are the Three Obediences and Four Virtues?"

"The Three Obediences refer to a woman's obedience to her father before marriage, to her husband after marriage, and to her son after her husband's death; the Four Virtues refer to a woman's virtue, speech, appearance, and work," Rou'er said casually.

As a qualified maid, she was naturally very familiar with the Three Obediences and Four Virtues.

"Then what is womanly virtue?" Lin Ping continued to ask.

"Upholding chastity, preserving one's virtuous character, and remaining faithful to one's husband—these are the virtues of a woman," Rou'er replied with a hint of doubt, unsure of what Lin Ping meant.

Lin Ping nodded in satisfaction, but still didn't forget to ask, "What is marriage?"

"It was arranged by my parents and the matchmaker," Rou'er replied fluently.

"Have I made a marriage agreement with your young lady?" Lin Ping began to get to the point.

Rou'er nodded.

"In other words, your young lady and I are husband and wife in name only."

Rou'er did not deny it.

“If that’s the case, isn’t it against the virtues of a woman for Meng Qingge to have an affair with another man? Why should I help her?” Lin Ping said righteously, “She doesn’t need my help, and I don’t want to help her either, so why are you so fixated on this?”

In this era dominated by Confucianism, a woman would be labeled as unchaste if she looked at a man too much, let alone Meng Qingge exchanging letters with the prince of Wu Kingdom and even sending him her portrait.

"But...but..." Rou'er was somewhat unwilling.

"No buts, go to sleep now, we'll go back first thing tomorrow morning," Lin Ping said domineeringly.

"Oh..." Rou'er nestled in the quilt, savoring the scent Lin Ping left behind last night.

She still had many questions in her mind, including Lin Ping's true identity.

But under his domineering influence, Rou'er couldn't say a word and just obediently followed his orders.

"Boss Jia is the largest grain merchant in Kyoto. He won't be easily bought out by a few major families." Before leaving, Lin Ping said softly, which was also a way of reassuring Rou'er.

"Hmph, men are just stubborn. They're clearly just concerned about Miss Rou'er," Rou'er said, pouting, before quietly falling asleep with her arms wrapped around the blanket.

She was exhausted these past few days, and now that she has found Lin Ping, she feels relieved.

To avoid worrying Meng Qingge, Lin Ping sent someone to the Meng residence to report that everything was alright.

Rou'er was sleeping very soundly and was woken up by Lin Ping knocking on the door.

"How could you cook for Rou'er, young master?" Rou'er was shocked to see a table full of food. She hurriedly crawled out of bed, but was only wearing a thin nightgown without a bra underneath.

Lin Ping casually glanced at her several times, his gaze somewhat vacant. He had every reason to suspect that Rou'er often stole food.

"I'll have Daqiang take you home after dinner." Lin Ping reluctantly left the room, deciding not to wash his blankets for a month, no, no, a year.

Even though they ate very slowly on purpose, the entire table of food was still completely devoured.

"My identity still has a use; it's a secret between the two of us," Lin Ping said mysteriously.

"Yes! This is a secret between me and the young master, and no one else should know." Rou'er nodded happily.

Looking at Rou'er's innocent appearance, Lin Pingzhen couldn't bear to continue lying to her. He couldn't help it; it was an occupational hazard.

With Daqiang's escort, Rou'er returned to the Meng residence.

When Meng Qingge asked him, he only said that Lin Ping was working outside the city, but did not say the specific location.

Upon hearing this answer, Meng Qingge looked somewhat disappointed, it was unclear whether she was worried about Lin Ping or looked down on him.

In short, I feel very heavy-hearted.

"Miss, Miss, Boss Jia is selling grain again!" Yun'er said excitedly, having already prepared a carriage for Meng Qingge.

"Young Master Lin is indeed secretly helping Miss again. I must keep his secret."

After Meng Qingge left in a hurry, Rou'er murmured to herself.