Yin Lian was taken by the county magistrate and subjected to a brutal beating in the prison.

It turned out that Yin Lian had stolen the seal of the county magistrate, Yin San, and in his name, indebtedly patronized the Lichun Courtyard last night.

Yin Lian was punched, and although she felt a fiery pain from head to toe, she was actually happy in her heart: using the enemy's money to show off her own style, what does it matter if she gets beaten?

Yin San is Yin Lian's paternal uncle. He is the third eldest among his siblings and is a rustic man who comes from a military background. However, he perpetually holds the position of the magistrate of Fengcheng, managing local affairs there. Pointing at Yin Lian, he fiercely curses her while inside the jail:

The paragraph translates to:

"The Yin family has produced a prodigal like you, who is idle and indulges in a life of debauchery. You dare to steal my work and use my name for such disgraceful acts. If I don't kill you today, I'll be disrespecting your late father!"

Yinlian sat in the haystack, her face buried in her chest. She lifted her emotionless face in the darkness and said,

"I spoke frankly with you. I want to move back to Fengcheng and live in our Yin family's house to retrieve what my father left for me..."

"Ah phew! You little bastard, such foolish delusions! What qualifications do you have to call yourself 'our Yin family', are you even considered part of the Yin family? When your whore of a mother was still alive, we didn't acknowledge her, so what makes you think we would acknowledge you? With your shameless words, can anything from the Yin family be considered yours? Can a woman of dubious origins your father brought in be considered part of our Yin family?" Yin San angrily kicked Yin Lian's face twice, causing her to fall into the haystack, still glaring silently at Yin San.

"Hmph, I have a way anyway," Yin Lian said.

"What solution?" Yin San withdrew his foot.

"Go to the Emperor and accuse you all of cruelly harming the loyal and righteous, as well as seizing his property!"

"Ah, spit! Nixipi, you scum of a bitch! Daring to harm us, if you can walk out of here today, I'll acknowledge you as my father!"

Yin San spat a few times and instantly felt a dry mouth and a parched tongue. He had been cursing for a long time when the prison guard happened to come and report that Mr. Yin Er had arrived.

Yin Er is Yin Lian's second uncle, ranked second among siblings. He is a learned gentleman who has immersed himself in literature and poetry in Fengcheng. Upon hearing that Yin Lian had been imprisoned by Yin San, he hurriedly rushed over.

Yin San went out to greet Yin Er, bowing and calling out, "Second Brother."

Yin Er immediately asked:

"Is Yin Lian's kid here with you?"

Yin Sanhui nodded and replied, "That's right."

Yin Er wanted to go see Yin Lian. Yin San led him there. As soon as they arrived at the cell, Yin Er immediately started to violently beat and scold Yin Lian, being even more ruthless than Yin San.

Yin Lian knew that trouble was brewing today. Yin Er had found out that Yin Huo was injured because of her actions, so he came to vent his anger and seek revenge.

Yin San glanced at Yin Lian, who was curling up on the ground, clutching her head. Yin Er, who had vented his anger, quietly revealed to Yin Lian the matter of her wanting to go to the capital to sue.

Yin Er was taken aback and immediately became furious. Just as he was about to explode, a prison guard rushed over and reported that an old woman was causing a scene at the entrance of the county government office, demanding to see the county magistrate and demanding justice.

Yin Er and Yin San disregarded scolding Yin Lian, and both rushed out to see what was going on. It turned out that Mu Granny had grabbed hold of a yamen runner and was making a scene, demanding to see Yin San in order to get Yin Lian back.

Ah, bah, you old whore! You have such quick news, you came so fast," Yin San said angrily to Yin Er.

Yin Er stood on the stone steps and sneered, saying,

"Mu Old Lady, if you keep crying and causing a scene like this, the entire population of Fengcheng will be watching, how unseemly!"

I can translate the given paragraph as:

"Being unworthy, I dare not accept this. Release Lian'er quickly, and I will restore your demeanor and tranquility!"

Yin San sneered and cursed, "..."

"Ah, bah! You old whore. To think you still have the audacity at your age. Don't think that holding onto this little bastard gives you the right to flaunt your power and prestige. You are nothing but parasites of the Yin Family, rotten and stinking insects. If you want someone, well, come and try my blade on the execution ground. See if it's fast enough for you. You will have your share!"

Mama Mu immediately burst into tears and wailed loudly upon hearing this, causing a commotion that drew the attention of passersby on the street, who stopped and started discussing the situation.

Yin San let the yamen runners escort Mu Granny to the street, allowing her to cry and make a scene.

Who would have thought that Mu Grandma would not be able to steady herself and fell down from the stone steps, fracturing her leg bone. The pain was so unbearable that she cried and cursed, calling out for her parents.

Yin Er was afraid that this would damage his reputation. He earnestly nudged Yin San and urged him to quickly settle the matter.

Yin San looked at Yin Er hesitantly, unwilling to compromise.

"Lao San! Give it to her!" Yin Er persuaded in a low voice.

Yin Sang stubbornly declared, "I insist on sentencing that little bastard to a severe punishment and exile him!"

"If that were to spread to the Emperor's ears... If the old whore takes it to the higher authorities and they investigate thoroughly... This won't be good!" Yin Er's face tensed up.

Yin San said, "Lao Er is really a coward. He even fears an old prostitute. It's not like we can't fight against them!"

Yin Er revealed a trace of a sinister smile and said,

There's no need to fight. We have plenty of ways to kill them. This kid Yin Lian is probably doomed to die before the end of the year, whether he leaves here alive or not!

Yin San secretly rejoiced upon learning that Second Young Master had a clever scheme up his sleeve. Without hesitation, he immediately ordered someone to release Yin Lian, in order to quell the situation.

Yin Lian came out with injuries and hugged her maternal grandmother, tears streaming down her face as she spoke.

"Grandma, Lotus is sorry!"

Mu Laola scolded, "I'm fine, stop crying so much. It's embarrassing to have puffy red eyes from crying! When I die, you can cry your heart out for seven days in front of my coffin!"

"Granny won't die!" Yin Lian said.

"Grandma is dying," Mu Grandma replied.

I don't want Grandma to die.

"Death itself is not terrifying; what is most terrifying is the loss of humanity." Granny Mu tapped her finger on Yin Lian's chest, leaving Yin Lian speechless. She feared that Granny Mu had already discovered the secret she had been hiding.

Yin Lian finally breathed a sigh of relief when the guards from General Yin's tomb arrived hastily. These guards were all former subordinates of General Yin, who had voluntarily retired and settled in the western outskirts to guard the tomb.

They sent Grandma Mu to the Zhengxin Hall for treatment. Yin Lian did not expect to see Su Yelin so soon again.

Under Su Qingshui's miraculous healing hands, Granny Mu's injuries were quickly wrapped up, and she only needed to rest in order to fully recover.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingshui is very respectful towards Granny Mu, and even addresses Yinyin as his own nephew. When he sees the wounds on Yinyin's face, he asks Su Yecheng to help apply medicine, but Yinyin refuses, saying:

"No, I want Lin'er sister to help me up."

Su Qingshui immediately frowned, and Su Yelin walked out with a smile on her face and said,

"Dad, I'll teach him a lesson, it'll be fine."

Yin Lian's heart almost leaped out of her chest, and her uncontrollable feelings were projected from her burning eyes into Su Ye Lin's eyes.

"Come inside," Su Yelin said softly, leading the way into the inner room.

"Yes," Yin Lian replied cautiously, and followed him inside.

"Sit here."

"Yes."

"Let me take a look."

Su Yelin reached out and lifted Yin Lian's chin, raising her face high.

Even though it was such a slight movement, Yin Lian always felt that Su Ye Lin's hand was secretly exerting force, almost as if he wanted to break her neck by pulling it backwards.

"He has quite a few injuries. Did he get into a fight with someone?"

At this moment, Su Yelin still hadn't heard about Yin Lian's imprisonment.

Yin Lian felt as though she was being cared for, forgetting the soreness in her neck. She happily replied, "By my sons."

Yin Lian has always been immersed in popular industries such as eating, drinking, gambling, and prostitution. She is bold and crude, completely different from Su Ye Lin, who is constantly influenced by poetry, books, ceremonies, and music. Upon hearing this, Su Ye Lin frowned and remained silent.

While applying medicine, Yin Lian constantly watched Su Ye Lin, unwilling to miss even the slightest movement or expression, greedily absorbing everything into her eyes: her fingers, as clear as morning dew, held a cotton ball soaked in medicinal solution, which carried the lingering fragrance from Su Ye Lin's body. As she wiped it on his forehead, the medicine dripped down, passing over the tip of his nose and trickling along the corner of his mouth. Subconsciously, Yin Lian extended her tongue and licked away the medicinal liquid, mingling it with the taste of her counterpart.

Su Yelin took a step back in surprise and saw Yin Lian's burning eyes, which even revealed a hint of lewdness. The strength in his hands increased twofold, as he pretended not to notice and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Doesn't it hurt?"

The intense pain from Yin Lian's wound struck her, waking her up from her sweet dream. At the same time, she felt the pain amplifying throughout her whole body, as if someone were tearing her flesh apart. She couldn't help but exclaim,

"Sister, it hurts, it hurts so much. Why does this medicine cause so much pain?"

Su Yelin wiped his hands with a handkerchief and casually said,

"Oh, it's mixed with some saline solution and a few more stimulating ingredients, it doesn't harm the body at all."

Yin Lian's hand trembled as her face burned, as if it had just been scalded. The medicine she had just licked instantly turned incredibly bitter.

"You're really naughty, sister," Yin Lian stood up, enduring the pain, and revealed a smile, "I like you, I want to marry you, or have you marry me, but only if you also like me..."

"Shut up! How could I possibly have feelings for a person like you, who lacks knowledge and skills..." Su Yelin scolded.

Yin Lian suddenly rushed forward, swiftly pressing Su Yelin against the corner of the wall. With one hand covering her mouth and the other restraining her hands behind her back, she rendered Su Yelin completely immobile.

Su Yelin looked at the thug in front of her with fear, but unfortunately, there was no one else present in the room at the moment.

Yin Lian smiled and said,

I'm not completely useless, you know. Don't believe what others say. In fact, I have a special skill - I'm very skilled in the art of seduction. At least for now, my sister is in my hands, and I have a hundred ways to make her forever mine. For example, right now, I can forcefully take her virginity.

Suye Lin's face turned pale, her chest rising and falling rapidly due to her hurried breaths. She turned her head, weakly allowing Yin Lian to sniff around her face and neck.

Yin Lian tightly wrapped her arm around Su Yelin's waist, accidentally touching her most fragile part, which made her feel deeply embarrassed.