Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 354 - 349: Unless the Villain’s Head Is Tied to Her Waistband

Chapter 354: Chapter 349: Unless the Villain’s Head Is Tied to Her Waistband

After smoothing things over, Song Tingfan’s face looked much better. He pressed his lips together, "Just live your life peacefully, and I’ll treat you well."

As long as it’s not her.

Lin Qiao was about to agree, but suddenly thought of something. She rubbed against his chest and grinned, "What if I don’t live peacefully, what will you do?"

The man didn’t respond at first. Just as she thought he wouldn’t answer, he said, "Lock you up."

A predictable answer. Lin Qiao shivered at the thought of her predecessor’s fate, then let out a dismissive "humph," "Lock me up for what? To have another kid with you? No way." She couldn’t help but chuckle a bit.

Lucky it was dark, otherwise, the villain would surely see how forced her smile was.

Song Tingfan’s expression softened considerably. He raised a hand to her slightly bulging belly, his heart calming down, "Yes, have a few more."

Lin Qiao: "..."

Unless his head is tied to her waist...

...

Song Tingfan was an exceptionally decent son-in-law and had been taking the Lin Family around the city for the past few days. Lin Ping and Lin An were sticking to him.

Lin Qiao couldn’t even touch their heads anymore.

That afternoon, a servant from Wei Yun’s side came to say they should meet at the city gate in half an hour to head to the Capital.

Lin Qiao had packed her things long before, just two outfits, leaving the rest behind.

Song Tingfan had his mouth set in a line the whole time. Observing this, she leaned in for a kiss, "Tingfan, I’ll buy something for you when I come back."

Song Tingfan hugged her waist, boldly returning the kiss. After quite a while, he let her go, "Come back soon."

"Alright." Lin Qiao lingered with him for a while before leaving in the carriage.

When they arrived at the city gate, Wei Yun was already there. The servant beside him looked somewhat familiar, Gu Qingyou.

"..."

A subtly wonderful plot.

Her instinct told her to avoid too much contact with the second male lead.

So after greeting Wei Yun, she let the carriage move on.

They had been on the road for seven or eight days straight. Not to mention Lin Qiao, even Lin Han, who was accustomed to farm work, couldn’t bear it anymore and started swinging his arms and legs as soon as he got off the carriage.

Li Guifen helped Gold Mountain off the carriage and looked around the "gold-covered" Capital, only to find it was still stone pavements. She was a bit disappointed and muttered cautiously, "Where did the gold go?"

"What gold?" Lin Qiao was right beside her and naturally heard it.

"The people in the village say the ground of the Capital is paved with gold." Li Guifen softly explained to her.

Hearing this, Lin Qiao’s mouth twitched as she couldn’t help but give her a teasing glance, "Gold isn’t exactly cabbage."

Li Guifen laughed "hee hee," "If it was cabbage I’d buy a few thousand pounds."

"Looks like Mother has a lot of private savings." Lin Qiao teased with a chuckle.

Li Guifen earnestly replied, "It’s all saved for you."

Li Guifen’s character was the most touching to her, genuinely good to her children, and truth be told, Lin Qiao envied her predecessor for that.

"What are you talking about without telling me?"

Lin Han squeezed over to listen to their conversation, but Li Guifen pushed his face away, "You’re a grown man, don’t be so nosy. Go get the bundles.

At this moment, two middle-aged men passed by, chatting as they walked, "Did you hear? Lunan City is at war."

"Heard it, we’re the ones attacking first, which is how it should be. I’ve been suffocated the past few years, being bullied without daring to fight back."

"Exactly, I’ve been thinking if we had this General back then, the enemies would have been driven away ages ago."

The voices drifted farther away.

Lin Qiao perked up, Lunan City was at war? Wasn’t everything fine when they left?

The villain didn’t even give her a heads-up.

After contemplating for a while, she roughly guessed what was going on; the villain was seeking revenge.

In the dream where Song An and the others perished in battle, no one survived except the villain. Moreover, those soldiers who died for the country were later blamed for crimes.

They couldn’t be buried.

Their bodies were left exposed in the wilderness, devoured by wild animals.

The villain’s descent into darkness reached its peak here.

"Why a war?" Li Guifen was a bit anxious.

"Probably nothing major." Lin Qiao wasn’t really trusting the villain, but rather, believing that An Yuan’s military strength had surpassed the other nations in recent years.

If there’s no rebellion, An Yuan could ascend to greater heights.

"I’m worried about Tingfan; he’s still injured." Li Guifen was internally hesitant about Tingfan being too successful, feeling quite uneasy.

"It’s fine, he’ll be okay." Lin Qiao couldn’t straightforwardly say the villain would be fine, so she soothingly patted her back.

Upon hearing about the war, Wei Yun was also taken aback and, after arriving at the inn, quickly sent someone to verify the news.

Soon, the person he sent returned, confirming the truth. The battle had started the day before, and the latest report sent today was a triumph, saying Luozhou City had been recaptured.

The current Emperor, delighted, promptly dispatched ministers with supplies to comfort the soldiers.

Wei Yun was very shocked; with the victory at Luozhou City, Song Tingfan’s rank was likely to rise further. Ascending from a lowly soldier to a General in just a few short years was already hard to believe.

If he aligns with him, it might be easier to take a stand.

The Ruyi Shop in the Capital wasn’t large, but business was excellent. Lin Qiao stayed there half a day, managing the matters regarding clothes.

Being pregnant, standing for too long became taxing, so she found a chair to sit down.

Shortly after she sat, Gu Qingyou came to call her, saying Wei Yun was looking for her.

Upon entering the room, she found not only Wei Yun but another man, with Wei Yun standing and the other man sitting, clearly of a higher status.

She could already guess.

Pretending not to know, she greeted, "Mr. Wei."

Wei Yun glanced at the man next to him, then said, "You can sit down."

Lin Qiao didn’t stand on ceremony with them, finding a chair to sit in. Wei Yun asked again, "Have the clothes been sorted out?"

"Yes, but the size is a bit off." Lin Qiao glanced at the man, noting the material was the finest silk, not something you could buy from an ordinary shop.

As her gaze moved upwards, the man’s face seemed unfamiliar, of average looks, with almond-shaped eyes and a somewhat flat nose—not handsome to say.

The villain still looks better.

Wait, why did she think of the villain again...?

The sneaky heart wasn’t scared to death yet.

Wei Yun nodded, hesitated for a moment, then directly revealed the sitting man’s identity, "Lady Song, this is the Fifth Prince."

As expected, a minor boss. Lin Qiao’s head started to ache; their intentions were already clear, most likely targeting Song Tingfan.

She stood to salute, "Greetings, Fifth Prince."

See, as long as it’s not related to the villain, she has a pretty bold demeanor.

Zheng Rui nodded, "No need for formalities."

The woman sat back down on the chair, neither panicking nor apprehensive, seemingly waiting for them to say more. No wonder Wei Yun mentioned she was smart.

He took a sip of tea, "I’ve heard Lady Song and General Song are very close?"

Lin Qiao: "..."

He didn’t see the neck-pinching moment!

She bashfully lowered her head, "Yes, I listen to him."

In other words, don’t bother trying to get to her.

She doesn’t meddle in these affairs.

Zheng Rui had interacted with her very little, giving her an indifferent glance. No matter how clever, she was just a woman; starting with her wouldn’t work.

"It seems then you are indeed close. Enjoy your time in the Capital, if you’re unfamiliar with the routes, I can have someone guide you."

Lin Qiao hurriedly waved her hand, a bit embarrassed, "No trouble for the Fifth Prince, we’ll just stroll leisurely."