Doting on concubines and destroying wives? Come back and spread your family's ashes

Looking at Lin Jinglan's appearance, Lin Qingxue couldn't help but smile.

"Sister, you must be too tired from the journey. I'll help you lie down on my bed to rest for a while."

Lin Qingxue helped the confused Lin Jinglan walk to the bed.

As Lin Qingxue walked over, the confused Lin Jinglan showed a smile, moved her fingers slightly, and the pill in her hand broke open, releasing a faint fragrance.

Walking to the bed, Lin Jinglan narrowed his eyes until there was only a slit left.

"Qingxue. Is there anyone else here?"

Lin Qingxue was shocked when she said these words intermittently. She didn't expect that she could still see the people inside despite being like this.

"No one is there. It's my sister. You got it wrong."

Lin Qingxue was startled, but luckily she saw the confused Lin Jinglan finally passed out.

Only then did she feel relieved, especially when she saw Xu Huaian lying on the bed and also passed out.

He casually placed Lin Jinglan on the bed, with a proud smile on his lips.

"Xu Huaian, Lin Jinglan, after today, your reputation will be over, and I can completely pick it out, hahaha."

I couldn't help laughing as I spoke.

In full view of the public, Xu Huaian and Lin Jinglan were found doing shameful things in their room. Even if they jumped into the Yellow River, they wouldn't be able to escape.

They will have no choice but to get married.

"Good sister, after what happened, even if you marry Xu Huaian, you will definitely be disgusted by him, and you deserve this. Who told you to go against me everywhere?"

Thinking of the losses she had suffered from Lin Jinglan during this period, she felt that this was a gentle treatment for Lin Jinglan.

"Let me help you."

After saying that, Lin Qingxue leaned over and moved their appearance.

Not long after, a woman wearing a green cloak walked towards a Buddhist hall in the temple.

Then a stern smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he knelt on the futon devoutly, clasping his hands together as if praying for blessings.

But a while later, Lin Qingyun passed by the Buddhist hall, looked at the green figure kneeling on the futon, and then looked at the maids on both sides of the door, and smiled unconsciously.

"Xue'er, don't worry, my second brother will definitely do a good job for you this time."

After saying this, he did not enter the Buddhist hall and walked straight to the other side.

At this time, after the fast meal, Master Zhien, the abbot of Guanghua Temple, was giving a lecture, Mrs. Lin, Princess Zhao, and other familiar wives of officials and family members, as well as other people who came to offer incense.

Everyone is here to listen to Master Zhien preaching Buddhism. Everyone is respectful and listens carefully.

Lin Qingyun waved his hand, and the two subordinates behind him left quietly.

And he quietly watched the master abbot here preaching Buddhism and showing great compassion.

But he was secretly counting the time in his heart. Sure enough, almost as long as he burned the incense, thick smoke suddenly appeared in a yard in the distance. It looked like he had lost water.

However, Lin Qingyun did not make any move, and not long after, a young monk suddenly pointed to the smoke not far away and said.

"Abbott, there's water over there."

As the little monk spoke, everyone turned their attention to that place, and it looked like it was walking on water.

"Go and get someone to put out the fire."

The master abbot also changed his expression, stood up hurriedly, and gave orders to the people in the temple.

"Mom, that seems to be where we live."

But at this time, Lin Qingyun suddenly stepped forward and said something to Mrs. Lin with an ugly face, anxiety on his face.

"Then what are you waiting for? Go put out the fire quickly. Xue'er is still in the room."

Mrs. Lin's face was also extremely anxious, and she walked there quickly.

"Xue'er is praying in the Buddhist hall at this time and is not inside."

After hearing Lin Qingxue's words, Mrs. Lin's eager expression suddenly relaxed a lot, and she secretly felt happy.

"But Jinglan should still be in the room." Lin Qingyun then said again.

"Then go quickly, nothing will happen to Jinglan."

Even though she said this, the worry in Mrs. Lin's eyes was significantly reduced, and she even breathed a sigh of relief. She was glad that the person inside was not her beloved Xue'er.

"Don't worry, mother, I'll take people to rescue Jinglan right away."

After speaking, she quickly left, and Princess Zhao also followed Mrs. Lin's footsteps and walked there.

Some people even followed, first to see what was going on and whether anyone was injured.

When they arrived, they discovered that it was only the small kitchen that had been set on fire, and small fires had been set off in several nearby rooms, but they were not burning well, so there was nothing serious.

Lin Qingyun and his men helped the monks of Guanghua Temple put out the fire.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, nothing happened.

But Mrs. Lin frowned and looked around with some confusion.

"Qingyun, didn't you say that Jinglan is still in the room? Where is she now?"

It seemed that Mrs. Lin only remembered to care about her daughter at this time.

"Yes, where is Jinglan."

Lin Qingyun seemed to have just come to his senses, looking worried.

The people in Guanghua Temple raised their concerns again. This was the eldest daughter of Dingbei Hou Mansion. If she disappeared or disappeared in the temple, it would not be a good thing for Guanghua Temple.

"Look for it, go find it for me."

After Mrs. Lin gave the order, the nuns around her took the lead in going to Lin Jinglan's room, but there was no one there.

Mrs. Lin's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Lin. Maybe Jinglan just went to play."

Princess Zhao comforted Mrs. Lin, and at the same time asked the maids and maids around her to help search.

But after searching around, Lin Jinglan was still not found.

"Madam, Second Young Master, there seems to be movement in the room here. Is the eldest lady in there?"

Suddenly a nun pointed to a room and said.

"This is Xue'er's room. Why is Jinglan in Xue'er's room?"

Mrs. Lin didn't quite believe it, so she shook her head, but then she heard the sound of something falling to the ground in the room.

Now it was impossible to say that there was no one in the room.

"Why is Jinglan in her sister's room? Aunt Du, open the door and let's go take a look."

Mrs. Lin's first thought was whether Lin Jinglan had done something bad to Lin Qingxue, and she ordered in a deep voice.

As Aunt Du pushed the door open, a satisfied smile appeared in Lin Qingyun's eyes.

The wing room in the temple is not big, and you can basically see the whole thing at a glance.

There were two people lying on the bed, disheveled.

"Ah, why are there two people?"

Just after seeing the situation in the room, someone shouted.

Then everyone's eyes turned to the room, and some people even came closer, almost coming to the room to watch the excitement.

"Isn't this Prince Xu?"

Someone saw at a glance that the man among them turned out to be Xu Huaian from Prince Zhao's Mansion.

"I didn't expect Miss Lin to be with Prince Xu."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the extremely ugly faces of Princess Zhao and Mrs. Lin, and stopped immediately.

Although Lin Qingyun looked serious, the pride in his eyes betrayed him.

Thinking in her heart, Xueer finally no longer has to marry that cripple Xu Huaian.

At this time, everyone here agreed that the woman inside was Lin Jinglan.

"Lin Jinglan, are you worthy of your sister?"

Mrs. Lin pointed with trembling fingers at the woman on the bed whose face was turned sideways and whose face could not be seen clearly, and screamed, showing that she was extremely angry.

"Mother, what did you tell me to do?"