In the front hall, the Elders' Temple sent Lan Ruoqi down in a row, with a serious look that made people feel heart-shaking.

Between them, Lan Ruoqi was lying on a chair, her eyes closed, without any reaction.

Mo Yinli, who was following Lan Xulin, saw the situation and suddenly felt a very bad premonition and his heart was thrust.

Lan Xulin, who was walking in front of her, had a bigger reaction than her and couldn't help but tremble.

He shivered and rushed to several followers at the fastest speed, as if facing a great enemy.

Before Lan Xulin asked what was going on, An Yun, who was led, had already stood up.

He nodded respectfully to Mo Yinli Lan Xulin, and explained according to Mo Yun's explanation: "The Saint is outside the Elders' Hall, provoking and irritating the lady, and being entangled with the Fourth Master, and was taught a lesson. The Fourth Master's hand was made, and the evidence was all there, but she did not slander the lady, and wanted to make the lady lose the qualification to run for the prince's election for patriarch, and wanted to marry the prince. The Saint was injured. There were men on the mountain, which was inconvenient to take care of. The lady was willing, but she was afraid that the more she took care of her, the more she was sick, so several elders asked me to send the person back home overnight and hand it over to Lord Lan and Mrs. Lan for treatment."

When Lan Xulin heard this, his mind was buzzing. Looking at Lan Xulin sitting like a corpse in the chair, he was about to explode: "I am unfilial daughter, pretend to be dead for me, get up and explain clearly, who made you stupid!"

An Yun said: "The truth was exposed in front of several elders. The saint was so irritating that it was so exciting that it was faint. For the specific experience, you can wait for the saint to wake up and ask her. I have already sent the person, so I will go back to report my life. I will not disturb Mrs. Lan."

Lan Xulin's beard flew up, raised his hands high, rushed to Lan Ruoqi, and slapped her in the face.

Lan Ruoqi suddenly had finger marks on her face, but she still didn't wake up.

"master!"

Mo Yinli called Lan Xulin and refused to let him continue.

Lan Xulin shook her hand away and glared at the person angrily.

He quickly caught up with An Yun and the others, blocked them, and sweared in fear and fear, "What did the elders say? It's all my fault. The god girl is not good. She left home and went to Xuefeng Mountain at a young age. I... I didn't expect that she would become like this when she came back. You can rest assured that the elders, this time I will teach her well and not let her make mistakes again. I...I let her come to the door to apologize to the lady! I, I'll give you it."

Lan Xulin respectfully sent the person out of the door.

Seeing him like this, Mo Yinli frowned and looked down upon him.

It would be fine if Mo Yun came. After all, he was a venerable, but he was so humble to such a subordinate - bowing - bend - kneeling.

Mo Yinli quickly withdrew his gaze and walked quickly to Lan Ruoqi and squatted down.

"Ruoqi, Ruoqi."

She screamed softly, and Lan Ruoqi, who was unconscious, frowned and made a painful groan, but she still did not wake up.

Clear fingerprints appeared on her face, and it became swollen visible to the naked eye.

Mo Yinli felt distressed when he saw it.

Lan Xulin quickly killed her fiercely. He looked at Mo Yinli with a heartache and said annoyedly: "I said, you can't leave her alone on the mountain. If something happens, you don't listen. This is the good daughter you believe in!"

Lan Xulin was angry and regretted it, "I shouldn't have listened to you!"

Lan Xulin kept chattering and complained not to listen. Seeing Lan Ruoqi and the wound on her face, not only did she not calm down, but her face looked even more ugly. He ordered his servants: "Go and get two buckets of ice water!"

When Mo Yinli heard Lan Xulin say this, she knew what she was going to do. She stood up and said, "Take the saint back to the room first."

Mo Yinli looked at Lan Xulin who was about to object, endured his dissatisfaction and gently advised: "There are so many people here."

Lan Xulin hummed angrily, "It's just that there are many people, otherwise how can the elders know my attitude?"

"Ruoqi is your daughter, but she has been a saint for more than ten years, and she is about to get married. Don't you leave any face to her? And what's going on? You should also listen to what Ruoqi said, Madam Wang, you have someone carry the saint back to the room!"

Lan Xulin thought of Mo Yinli’s deal with Lu Bingcheng, and now he was even more reluctant to marry Lan Ruoqi to the prince.

"What did she say? Will the elders still lie? If they want to lie, they will tell the specific story. Will the saint wake up and ask such words? You, you really are-I shouldn't listen to you, leave her on the mountain, and don't leave her there, nothing. That's where the elders stay, the temple of the elders, how dare she be presumptuous in that place?"

Lan Xulin looked at Madam Wang and others who were still moving, stamped her feet and said angrily: "Take the lady back to the room and send the ice water, I'll ask carefully, what's going on."

Upon hearing this, Madam Wang called a few strong men and carried Lan Ruoqi back to the room.

Lan Xulin glared at Mo Yinli in dissatisfaction and walked towards Lan Ruoqi's yard.

Along the way, I kept chatting, repeating what Mo Yinli shouldn't have listened to.

Mo Yinli stammered her pursed lips, disgusted and impatient, and there was pain and struggle. She endured it and held it, and her fists were clenched, but she couldn't help it.

"Ruoqi is what you grew up. Don't you know who she is? Is she a dare to be presumptuous in front of several elders? She won't be so rude. There must be other reasons for this matter. When she wakes up, everything will be known. And, no matter what she said, how can the Fourth Master, a man, attack her?"

Mo Yinli always felt that something was strange, she thought it was Ji Wennuan who was doing it.

But now in front of Lan Xulin, she definitely couldn't say that, otherwise it would add fuel to his emotions.

"Why can't it be? She wants to marry the prince and become the wife of the patriarch, but if the lady becomes the patriarch, her wish will be vain. She wants to marry the prince and pester Qin Si. Qin Si says that she likes the lady and looks down on her anymore. I... my old face will be thrown away by her. I really want to become a joke now! I... I shouldn't listen to you, go to the Elders Temple!"

Lan Xulin said, angrily and vigorously patting his face, his face turned pale.

Mo Yinli frowned and was not talking.

....

Lan Ruoqi was quite faint. After being carried back to the yard, she still didn't wake up. As soon as a servant brought ice water in.

Although Lan Xulin complained all the way, the anger in his heart did not fade away. Instead, he regretted the more he said it, and became more angry.

When he saw the servant bringing ice water, he picked up the ladle in the bucket and threw it on the ground, and poured it all over the bucket of ice water on Lan Ruoqi's head in anger.

Mo Yinli was about to speak and let Lan Xulin leave. He checked the injuries on Lan Ruoqi's body. Before he could stop it, the ice water with the ice slag had already poured Lan Ruoqi over her.
Chapter completed!