Lin Jinglan felt slightly surprised to wake up at this time.

"Take us there quickly. My little sister is awake. Now everything in the Hou Mansion will be decided by my little sister."

The faces of Qin Ping and others suddenly showed joy, and they hurriedly walked to Mrs. Lin's yard.

Even Qin An, who was beaten by Lin Shuo and had a bruised nose and face, moved quickly at this time.

"Jinglan, if your mother wakes up, then it won't be your turn to decide what happens in the Marquis Mansion. When the time comes, you'll have to listen to your mother. Forget about your disrespect to us, but you, my concubine, will I must tell your mother about your second uncle's matter, and I must ask her to seek justice for your second uncle."

Aunt Qin took a step slower and walked to Lin Jinglan's side, not forgetting to say this to him with a smile.

There was a faint look of pride in his eyes, and then he walked proudly to Mrs. Lin's yard.

"Think about how noble the Maoguo Duke's mansion was at the beginning, a famous family with a century-old reputation. Why did it reach this situation in a short period of time, and how did the subsequent descendants fail to live up to the expectations."

Zi Ling stood beside Lin Jinglan, looking at the few people who were almost running, she couldn't help but shake her head and said something.

"If a family wants to be established, it requires the joint efforts of many family members and all kinds of support. It also takes many years for talented and virtuous children to be established. But without these, the family will fall like the autumn wind. As fast as sweeping fallen leaves."

Lin Jinglan said something meaningful, and then couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

Mao Guogong's Mansion is a lesson learned from the past, but why is the current Dingbei Marquis' Mansion not the same?

The Lin clan now relies on the Dingbei Hou Mansion for support, and there are no outstanding children in the clan.

Today's Lin Qingfeng and Lin Qingyun are even more selfish people. They only have themselves in their eyes, and they have done many things that are indiscriminately killing innocent people and that are not allowed by nature.

Even if the past is concealed for a while, if it goes on for a long time, sooner or later the Hou Mansion that my grandfather guarded with all his heart will be destroyed.

Lin Jinglan designed Lin Qingyun to commit suicide not only for his own hatred, but also for the sake of the Hou Mansion.

Instead of waiting to be exposed in the future and making it difficult for the Hou Mansion to gain a foothold in Dachu, it is better to cut off these troubles now.

And Lin Qingfeng and Lin Jinglan were not willing to let go.

But when she looked at these people in the Qin family, she suddenly thought that these people had been eliminated, but the Hou family would no longer have any descendants to support them.

Even if the Hou Mansion is saved for a while, the subsequent Dingbei Hou Mansion is likely to gradually decline like the Qin family, and finally become this unattractive appearance.

Lin Shuo on the other side saw Lin Jinglan frowning and thinking, thinking that she was worried about how to explain herself in front of Mrs. Lin.

"Sister, don't worry. If Madam punishes me later, just blame it on me. Anyway, I'm a man. Even if I get dozens of slaps, it won't be a big deal."

Lin Shuo's words interrupted Lin Jinglan's thoughts.

Seeing him pretending to be nothing, he even showed a cheerful smile and patted his chest, which was not very broad now, at Lin Jinglan, indicating that he was there for everything.

Lin Jinglan couldn't help but laugh.

Another thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and he looked at Lin Shuo intently.

"Miss, if Madam is to blame, you don't have to force yourself, Shuo'er and I will bear the responsibility."

Aunt Jiang also suddenly said this. Although she was worried about Lin Shuo, as Lin Shuo said, Lin Jinglan couldn't bear everything by herself.

And in the beginning, it was Lin Jinglan's fault for standing up for them.

"puff..."

Seeing the look of the mother and son, Lin Jinglan suddenly laughed and gently knocked Lin Shuo on the head.

"Silly boy, you are still young now, and it is not time for you to show off as a hero. My sister is here for everything."

But Lin Shuo shook his head with a firm tone.

"But I am a man, and I should protect my sister."

Such a character is rare, and a teenager is quite responsible.

"Okay, then, man, come with me to Madam's yard and see what she wants from me."

Then he stopped talking and walked towards Mrs. Lin's yard.

In fact, now she is also very curious about what her mother will think when she wakes up after she almost went crazy before and was seriously injured by her father.

Lin Shuo and Aunt Jiang also followed behind.

When they arrived at Mrs. Lin's yard, Lin Jinglan heard the shouts of her two uncles again.

"Sister, you have to take care of your daughter. Now that you and the Marquis are unconscious, she is about to rebel."

"Yes, yes, look at how she beat me up by indulging in that scoundrel named Lin Shuo, and she also protected that scoundrel and refused to punish him at all. I think she has forgotten whose bloodline it is."

One after another, they complained to their sister who had just woken up from a serious injury, and Lin Jinglan, the two uncles, had no one left.

"Little sister, we came all the way after receiving your letter to support you and help you. However, we thought that your good daughter Jinglan would treat us as enemies."

This was Aunt Qin's voice. Lin Jinglan's steps were very slow at this time.

He did not deliberately disturb their complaints, but showed interest in his eyes.

"Nowadays, apart from Jinglan, who is of your blood, the only people in the Hou Mansion are the bitch mother and son. We thought that Jinglan is still young, so the mother and son will hollow out the Hou Mansion, and there will no longer be a place for you to stand. I want to help Jinglan manage the internal and external affairs of the Hou Mansion, but you are a good daughter. If you don’t appreciate it, you still have to drive us away. It’s really sad.”

This sentence was very long, and even Lin Jing Ali felt a little tired listening to it, but my aunt said it in one breath, which is really amazing.

But this time they thought wrong.

Not to mention Mrs. Lin is sick, even if she is not sick, what can be done to her.

Stepping in, she saw all the Qin family members gathered around the bed to complain, while Mrs. Lin was leaning slightly on the head of the bed, sickly and pale, with her eyes open weakly, listening to their words.

"Mom is awake. My uncle and aunt came to visit you. It's great that you are awake now."

After saying this with a smile, she sat on the chair beside the table. Zi Ling and others, as well as Aunt Lin Shuojiang, stood behind her.

"Lin Jinglan... You are so brave... These are your aunt and uncle. How dare you be so unreasonable... Ahem, so presumptuous that you still don't kneel down to apologize to your aunt and uncle..."

The words were spoken intermittently, but Lin Jinglan felt a little strange.

Could it be that Mrs. Lin still can't figure it out? Isn't she unable to do anything about herself?Why are you still yelling at me like this?

"Mom, you are really sick and confused, and you are making such a joke."

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