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"You're still so impetuous." His voice was low and mixed with impatience.

This voice, without even needing to look to know who it was, caused Jin Lan's heart to involuntarily thump loudly. A trace of fear crawled onto his pale little face.

Asking for his help was one thing, but actually meeting face to face was another. Moreover, this was not the first time she had been covered by him. With the previous example, how could she not be afraid? Moreover, the two were now standing in the middle of two buddhist halls. There was an unremarkable path, and above their heads, there was even a large shadow.

He was tall, completely blocking her. He was also wearing a green robe, and if one didn't pay careful attention, it would be difficult to notice that there was someone here. Normally, there would be guests who would pass by and head for the Great Hall to burn, but now …

"Since you're so afraid, why did you still come?" He let out a cold snort, as if he was sure that Jin Lan wouldn't shout out again, and he happily let go.

Jin Lan's expression froze. She felt like someone had seen through her mind. She lowered her head and bit her lips like a pearl, unable to utter a single word.

The two of them stood facing each other in silence for a long time. The man in the robe suddenly turned around and left with an expressionless face. His cold voice slowly echoed in the alley, "There won't be a next time."

He was leaving? Jin Lan raised his head in astonishment and saw a figure walking toward the bright exit. Her mind went blank, and she subconsciously said, "Wait!"

A soft and tender voice that sounded like the chirping of a bird was heard. He frowned but stopped in his tracks. He did not turn his head back, but continued to look at the crowd that was coming and going in the distance.

Jin Lan slowly straightened his shoulders, which had been slightly hunched because of his fear. This was the first time he looked at that person with such determination, even if it was just his back, "There's something I want to discuss with you." After the first sentence was said, the rest wasn't too difficult, "My mother is feeling a little unwell, I would like to ask for your help to take a look."

His face was hidden in the shadows, so his expression could not be seen. After a while, he indifferently opened his mouth and said, "I'm not a doctor."

Did that mean he didn't know any medical skills?

"My mother has invited quite a few famous doctors for this disease." If a doctor was useful, why would they risk coming to him? Jin Lan said in a somewhat anxious tone, "I want to know, how did you get rid of the poison in your body?"

As soon as he finished his words, he turned around and walked up to her. He reached out his hand to grab a boneless catkin, and said in a cold voice: "How do you know I'm poisoned?"

Even though he was in the shadows, Jin Lan could clearly see that pair of soul-stirring eyes were deep and heavy, like a deep and cold pond in a hollow valley, suffused with a trace of coldness that made people shiver.

She could not help but shiver and suddenly felt a tinge of cowardice. Asking him for help was undoubtedly asking a tiger for its skin!

But now, he was at the point of no return, and had no choice but to do so. For the sake of the Madame SHen, he had to persevere on.

She took a deep breath, trying to ignore the pain in her wrist. She lifted her eyes to meet his cold, bone-piercing gaze. She did not mention that she had encountered this kind of situation before. After all, she was a stranger, and it was inconvenient to speak about it deeply.

He narrowed his eyes, his gaze abnormally sharp. His lips pursed into a straight line as he stared at Jin Lan with eyes that were like a cheetah staring at a sheep, cold and filled with bloodthirsty viciousness.

Jin Lan's heart sank, but he gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to turn around and run. He looked into his eyes, his expression extremely stiff, like a lifeless ceramic doll. He tried his best to conceal the fear in his heart, not wanting to show any sign of cowardice.

It was as if after a long time, when her eyes started to feel itchy and she couldn't hold on any longer, the grip on her wrist finally loosened a little.

In a split-second, her five senses recovered from their stagnation, and the expression on her face gradually regained its liveliness. In the distance, the clamoring of the crowd could be heard again and again, and she even heard the soft rustling of green leaves as they swayed back and forth in the breeze that blew across Bodhi. The air was filled with the faint fragrance of sandalwood.

In the end, she was afraid. She held onto her wrist, which was still in pain, with her other hand safe and sound. Her fingertip could not help but tremble slightly. Her chest heaved up and down, and there was no trace of blood on her face.

He did not say anything. He just stood there, quietly staring at that pale little face.

"So …" After a while, the initial fear was no longer in Jin Lan's eyes. She still raised her head, and looked at the pair of stern and reserved eyes, "Please help me, save my mother, my Ye Family must be thick …"

"Tomorrow afternoon, at the Stainless Pavilion on the west side of the back mountain." That person seemed to have sensed something and his expression changed slightly. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and interrupted her.

"Huh?" His sudden words caused Jin Lan to be stunned for a moment. By the time she could react, the figure had already disappeared into the crowd.

This, so to speak, he agreed to? A look of astonishment flashed across her face as she looked in the direction he had disappeared to. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This guy was really unpredictable. She didn't even have time to ask for his name before she left.

However, as long as he was willing to treat his mother, nothing mattered anymore.

Jin Lan raised his head and looked at the blue sky. He heaved a long sigh of relief and even his footsteps became lighter. He then continued walking towards the Main Hall.

"Miss!" Before she could walk out of the green brick path, Jin Lan saw Hui Xiu's figure running towards her.

Hui Xiu's expression was anxious, she grabbed her hand and asked with a trembling voice: "Where did you go? "You frightened this servant. If I lose this young lady, this servant, this servant, how would I explain it to my wife!?"

Hui Xiu was in a sorry state, Mu Lanqing's dress was wrinkled, the bun that was originally neatly combed was squeezed loose, many strands of hair were scattered on her neck, and there were a few strands that were drenched in sweat which were stuck to her forehead. The pearl flowers in her hair had long since disappeared. If it wasn't for her clean skin, he would have been like a refugee in the wilderness.

It looked like Hui Xiu had never returned to the Great Hall, but had always been searching for him in the crowded crowd. Instead, she held Hui Xiu's cold hands and said apologetically: "Maybe I misjudged my judgement yesterday or remembered the place wrongly. I searched for a while over there, but I didn't manage to find the clean house. There were so many people who saw the incense that it was hard to squeeze in and out, so I just moved out to go with you to another place. However, in the blink of an eye, you are nowhere to be seen. In the end, you are preparing to return to the main hall before making any further plans. "

No matter whether or not Madame SHen was poisoned or that mysterious man, they both had to be buried deep within her heart, and could not be easily spat out to others. Even to Madame SHen, one could not say it before the time had come.

"Is the girl all right?" Hui Xiu did not care about herself as she quickly looked up and down at Jin Lan. Suddenly, she discovered that on her left wrist, there was a circle of green and purple marks on her skin. She couldn't help but exclaim, "What, what's going on?"

Jin Lan cried out inwardly. He had actually forgotten about the problem on his wrist. Now that he had been caught red-handed, it wasn't easy to fool him. He could only stutter, "I didn't pay attention either. Maybe I accidentally bumped into something." Then he said, "Quickly take me to the cleaning room, it feels really bad."

Although Hui Xiu felt that this green purple light did not seem like it came from the inside, Jin Lan was urging him not to delay any further. She hurriedly put away her thoughts and brought Jin Lan to the clean room, and on the way he said to her: "This servant feels that this lady's luck has not been too good recently, and should go and burn some incense in a while?"

"Yes." This time, Jin Lan didn't interrupt and nodded seriously. She also felt that she had been extremely unlucky recently, especially after meeting that person. First, her elbow had been injured, then her neck had been squeezed red, and now, there was another bruise on her hand.

She made up her mind that as long as Madame SHen was fine, she would absolutely not have anything to do with that person anymore. However, she didn't expect that things would go against her wishes, and begging for mercy didn't necessarily mean that she would gain kindness. Instead, things that she couldn't avoid just happened to happen one after another. Of course, that was something to be said later.

Jin Lan followed Hui Xiu to the clean room, where Hui Xiu took the opportunity to tidy up a bit, so that she wouldn't look too terrible.

When he returned to the Great Treasure Hall, there were already many pilgrims kneeling on the prayer mats, worshipping them. Madame Qin, Madame SHen and the rest stood behind a curtain at the side, as though they had finished unravelling the drawing. The Madame Qin's face was filled with intense joy, it seemed like what the master had said was deep in her heart.

Madame SHen saw Jin Lan and Hui Xiu slowly walking over, his gaze turned towards Jin Lan, then turned to look at Hui Xiu, who was standing behind him. Seeing her dishevelled hair, he could not help but be startled, but thinking about the days they had today, he understood a little, and did not ask further.

Madame Qin Buddha also paid his respects and as long as they signed it, they would not waste any more time on Lingji Temple. She was the mistress of the Meng Mansion, regardless of whether it was big or small, once Meng Zhanxuan prepared for it, she would pass it all. Yesterday, being able to stay overnight in the Lingji Temple had already given her a lot of free time, so if she did not go back, her Meng Mansion would probably be in chaos. Since the Madame Qin was going back, Meng Ruhan naturally could not stay either. Taking advantage of the servants packing up their things, Meng Ruhan pulled Jin Lan and left, unwilling to part.

Seeing how Meng Ruhan was staring at him, Jin Lan couldn't help but laugh, "Sister Han, what are you doing? The palace is much more comfortable than this, but why do I feel that you would rather stay here and suffer? "

Meng Ruhan said listlessly: "After I go back, I will be left alone again, bored in my room all day, either embroidering or playing the zither, it is really boring."

Madame Qin and Madame SHen were sitting on the main seat chatting, upon hearing Meng Ruhan's words, a helpless smile surfaced on her face, "Look at what you said, if you want to play with Jinlan, when the flowers in the garden bloom, you can post a invitation to visit her and admire the flowers."

"That's right!" Meng Ruhan's dispirited eyes suddenly lit up, and she started laughing excitedly. Her large eyes suddenly curved into a crescent moon, "When I return to my residence, I will post for you."

Jin Lan nodded with a smile on his face. "Alright," he replied immediately.

After everything had been tidied up, Madame SHen and Jin Lan sent the Madame Qin's group to the Eastern Courtyard's entrance. After watching them leave, they slowly moved back.