Qin Huan pursed his lips and said nothing.
Ling Yunyang immediately forgot the grudge of being woken up early that morning, patted his shoulder, and comforted him, "Fortunately, you've jumped out of that pit of fire to join our family. Don't worry, Ling Hua is not someone to be trifled with. The Duke of Anguo's household has been slinging mud at you, she will surely be furious and clean them up."
Qin Huan muttered, "Really?"
Over these years, as his kin sucked his blood dry, she never helped him.
Ling Yunyang seemed to see his disbelief and said with a smile, "The past is the past. With the marriage arrangement, you were ultimately a person of the Duke of Anguo's household. In order to make your life a bit easier under the hands of the Duke of Anguo's old lady, Ling Hua could not interfere with the Duke of Anguo's internal affairs. Now you're not a person of the Duke of Anguo's household; you're Ling Hua's own person. They can't bully you anymore."
