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Chapter 422: Do you still want to take the position of the Grand Elder? [2 more]

Lin Qin possesses Lin Weilan's lifelong skills, and Du Youqin currently recognizes Lin Qin as her master. So, as the current supreme elder of the Lin family, Lin Zhushuang naturally would not let Lin Qin wander around outside.

After all, with the talent Lin Qin has shown so far, he is qualified to enter the core circle of disciples even within his own family.

Lin Zhushuang wanted to kill Lin Qin directly, but she really didn't have a good reason.

It would be better to bring Lin Qin back to her family. In Yunjing, Lin Qin has no one to rely on and no connections at all. Isn't she at the mercy of her?
Can you save the day at night?

The first time Lin Zhushuang saw Ye Wanlan, she disliked this man of a different surname.

At the beginning, if Lin Weilan had not insisted on protecting Lin Jiayan, Du Youqin would not have been taken away.

In the end, Lin Jiayan was still missing, leaving only this burden.

Lin Weilan's efforts were really in vain.

"I'll give you three days to think it over." Lin Zhushuang looked a little impatient. "All daughters of the Lin family must have the last name Lin. No one is an exception. Only those with the last name Lin are members of the Lin family."

Ye Wanlan was not angry, his eyebrows were calm and he said: "If it is Lin from Tianyinfang, I can use the surname, but the Lin from the Yunjing Lin family may not be qualified."

"My Yunjing Lin family is originally the descendants of Tianyinfang, and the surname Lin has always been used." Lin Zhushuang's eyes flashed coldly, "Since you don't want to change your surname, then, do you want to die?"

She was spinning a green bamboo flute in her hands, looking very threatening.

"I don't know when the famous Lin family would force a little girl to change her surname." A sarcastic voice came, "Lin Zhushuang, are you becoming more shameless as you get older?"

Lin Zhushuang suddenly grasped the flute in her hand, she turned her head and looked, her pupils shrinking.

"I don't think there's anything special about the surname Lin." Su Yingxia stepped forward and stood beside Ye Wanlan, smiling, "Besides, aren't there big differences among people with the same surname Lin? For example, you, and Old Madam Lin."

"Su Yingxia?" Lin Zhushuang narrowed his eyes and sneered, "I know your mother and Lin Weilan had an old relationship, but your mother passed away a few years ago. You'd better not interfere in our Lin family's affairs."

Although she said so, she was still very afraid.

Su Yingxia is not only the fourth elder of the Su family, but also the mistress of the Rong family.

If she insisted on interfering, she really wouldn't be able to give Ye Wanlan a warning today.

"You're joking. I don't care about your Lin family's affairs." Su Yingxia smiled faintly. "Old Madam Lin's body is still warm, and you rush here to bully her descendants. You are as shameless as ever."

Lin Zhushuang's face turned red with anger: "Su Yingxia, you——"

"What?" Su Yingxia said with a smile, "What do you want to do? Are you going to accuse me of not respecting the elderly and loving the young, or are you going to kill me too?"

"Drive!" Lin Zhushuang took a deep breath, "Let's go."

Su Yingxia, you ruined her good deeds, she will remember it.

"Alan, ignore her." Su Yingxia said coldly, "She is just jealous of your grandmother. When I was young, my mother told me that Madam Lin was extremely talented in music theory, which made many of the core children of the Lin family very jealous."

Ye Banglan hummed.

"The Lin family is a big family after all, and the competition is too fierce." Su Yingxia shook her head, "The winner is the king, and the loser is not a bandit, but death."

There are only so many resources, and the more people who share them, the less you get.

Su Yingxia added: "Just like the great sects in ancient times, it has always been like this since ancient times."

Ye Wanlan said calmly: "It's different."

Three hundred years ago, Tianyinfang was one of the six major sects, and the internal competition was of course very fierce.

When competing for the position of the head sect leader, Lin Wanci lost a game and had to take the position of the eldest senior sister, second only to Lin Fanyin.

The two of them have been at odds since then, and whenever there is something important to discuss, Lin Wanci will only stand opposite Lin Fanyin.

However, when the country was in crisis, Lin Wanci had no choice but to sacrifice his life to buy more time for Lin Fanyin.

Tianyinfang has a clear goal and original intention, and the competition is healthy.

Today, not just the Lin family, but the other four families as well, have become involved in a vicious competition that continues from generation to generation.

Various means such as assassination and murder are used one after another just to stabilize one's own position.

Among the five great families in Yunjing today, the Su family has the most intense internal strife, simply because the Su family practices medicine, and it is really easy to make changes.

Su Xueqing is one of the victims.

Fortunately, she managed to save her hands and her life, but for many more victims, even staying alive is a luxury.

"Alan, let's not talk about this for now. Take this medicine." Su Yingxia said, "Only when you are healthy can you fulfill your grandmother's last wish."

Ye Wanlan swallowed the pill. It was bitter, but good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease.

"Jingqiu and I are here, and Lin Zhushuang won't cause any more trouble these days." Su Yingxia hesitated for a moment, "Alan, are you planning to go to Yunjing after the old lady's funeral?"

"Qinqin goes first, I still have some things to deal with." Ye Wanlan said, "Wantianqing Company is preparing for relocation recently, and I will accompany Qinqin to Yunjing at that time."

"It's a good thing that Qinqin goes to Yunjing first." Su Yingxia nodded, "I'll help take care of it."

Ye Wanlan smiled: "Thank you, Sister Yingxia."
During the next two days of vigil, Lin Zhushuang really did not come.

Several major families in Jiangcheng also came specially to burn incense for Lin Weilan because of Ye Wanlan.

"The funeral is also ready." Su Yingxia flipped through the details, "Alan can rest assured that the old lady will be safe and sound."

As they were chatting, Yan Tingfeng came back.

He was wearing all black today, which made his face look even fairer, and his long silver hair was also coated with a faint glow by the sunlight.

"Aunt Su, this is the Frost and Snow Condensing Spirit Flower." Yan Tingfeng took out a box from his arms, "Do you think this vintage is enough?"

"Enough, definitely enough!" Su Yingxia was overjoyed when she saw that the Frost and Snow Spirit Concentrating Flower was actually icy blue. "Great, better than I expected. I'll go mix the medicine now!"

She picked up the box and hurried away.

Ye Wanlan raised his head and looked at Yan Tingfeng steadily: "You are injured."

A very affirmative tone.

Yan Tingfeng was startled and smiled: "Really?"

"Hmm, a very faint smell of blood. I guess you cleaned it and covered it with medicine before coming back." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "Others can't smell it, but I can."

She was so sensitive to the smell of blood that she could smell it even if it was mixed with other smells.

After hearing this, Yan Tingfeng felt a little helpless. He blinked gently and said, "Sure enough, I can't hide it from Xiao Wan. It's just a minor injury, not worth mentioning."

"You need to take the initiative to cover up the injury that can hurt you. It is definitely not a minor injury." Ye Wanlan raised his eyes, "What else are you going to say to cover it up?"

"Xiao Wan is too smart and has a pair of discerning eyes. No matter what I say, I can't hide it." Yan Tingfeng coughed twice and smiled slightly, "But the injury has indeed healed, you see."

He pulled open his shirt, revealing his muscular abdomen with a palm-sized scar.

Judging from the color, it has obviously just healed.

"A spiritual treasure like the Frost and Snow Condensing Spirit Flower must be protected by a companion beast." Ye Wanlan frowned, "Although your wound has healed, the beast's claws are poisonous and will fester again in a few days. Come here and apply medicine."

Yan Tingfeng was very obedient and followed Ye Wanlan forward.

After taking out the medicine box, Ye Wanlan reached out his hand, dipped the ointment, and applied it on Yan Tingfeng's wounds.

A subtle tingling sensation came, and Yan Tingfeng's body suddenly shook.

Ye Wanlan pressed his shoulder with his other hand: "Don't move."

This kind of intimate behavior was indeed the first time for Yan Tingfeng.

He never cared much about the wounds on his body. Unless they were fatal, he would just bandage them casually and wait for the wound to heal on its own.

He will feel pain, but the pain is a warning to him.

After applying the medicine, Ye Wanlan bandaged the wound again and said, "Alright, change the medicine every seven days."

"Okay." Yan Tingfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Fortunately, Xiao Wan is here."

Ye Wanlan suddenly asked: "Did I talk in my sleep when I was asleep?"

Yan Tingfeng paused: "Is there?"

"Should be there?" Ye Wanlan said slowly, "What do you think? Let me hear it."

Yan Tingfeng: "..."

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Carrying banners is an indispensable part of Chinese funeral ceremonies. It is meant to guide the dead souls to walk smoothly to the underworld and not get lost.

In the end, it was Ye Wanlan who was responsible for carrying the banner.

Lin Qin and Lin Wenli were behind her, escorting Lin Weilan together.

Lin Zhushuang has indeed not shown up in the past few days, but she has not left Jiangcheng.

She was standing not far away, watching the funeral procession, with uncontrollable murderous intent in her eyes.

It would be better for her to take advantage of this opportunity to kill Lin Qin and Ye Wanlan to eliminate her worries.

No one in the Lin family will know about this.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhushuang put the bamboo flute to his lips, gathered his internal strength, and was about to use the heavenly music method to kill Ye Wanlan and Lin Qin with one blow.

"Oh!"

The next second, the bamboo flute in her hand was knocked away.

“Lin Zhushuang!” A shout fell into her ears, like a thunderclap. “You attacked the younger generation of the Lin family for no reason. Do you still want to sit in the position of the Grand Elder?”

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