Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

The atmosphere in Xuantian Sect was very depressing.

Zhao Yangming and all the other elders gathered together, and Jinglan sat at the top. Just like in countless sect meetings, he sat there quietly without saying much.

The fourth elder had the most violent temper and was the first to speak: "Yu Zhi! Don't go too far!!"

Yuzhi sat there with his chin held high like an old Buddha, "Those things cannot be missing!"

The second elder smiled helplessly, and she looked at Yu Zhi angrily, "Don't go too far, we won't agree."

Yu Zhi still looked dead, "You have to agree even if you don't agree, I'm just a disciple!"

The third elder rolled his eyes, "Yu Zhi, you know you are just a disciple, why do you need to be that evil person?"

"The betrothal gift you gave is so small! No one is allowed to say anything! You are going too far!" Yu Zhi suddenly patted the table and shouted.

The fourth elder also patted the table, "One-third of the internal treasury resources! That's still less!! Yuzhi! You are Master Jiang, not her mother! Can you please stop treating yourself as the mother-in-law!!"

The Sixth Elder couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"I am the mother-in-law!! If you don't give it to me, you won't agree to get married!! I took Jiang Jiang to escape from the marriage!!!"

"How dare you!! The invitation has been sent out! Everyone knows it! Our Xuantian Sect cannot afford to lose this person!!!" the fourth elder roared.

For a moment, the meeting hall was as noisy as a vegetable market.

The great elder raised his eyelids and yawned, "Everyone be quiet."

The hall fell silent, and everyone looked at him. "Yu Zhi, the betrothal gift can be as per your request..."

The fourth elder was anxious, "Senior brother!"

"Hey, listen to me, but we have a request." The great elder waved his hand and continued.

Yu Zhi coldly snorted, "What?"

"Jiang Song is married to Jinglan, and he is from Xuantian Peak. He has to bring back the betrothal gift. Also, how much do you plan to pay for her dowry? It was a prosperous time in the immortal world, and there were many people in the Tianyuan world. Everyone is here, how can you prepare to do it?" the great elder asked with a smile.

Yuzhi's expression froze, "What dowry? Is there any other dowry?"

"Of course there is a dowry, and it's all for them. As the mother-in-law, you can't live without a penny." The fourth elder said angrily.

Yu Zhi touched her nose guiltily. She was really prepared to give up the money with nothing. She asked for those betrothal gifts for herself...

"Ahem... um... I'll go back and discuss with Jiang Jiang first. She's in charge of our Yulei Peak." Yu Zhi smiled awkwardly and greased the soles of his feet.

Jinglan coughed, "If nothing happens... just leave..."

"You go ahead and we'll discuss the seating list for that day."

The elders were discussing excitedly, but Song Qiao was doing nothing, watering the flowers at Yulei Peak.

She originally wanted to go to Xuantian Peak to find Pei Wu, but she was told that she was not allowed to go to Xuantian Peak again before getting married, and she and Jinglan could not meet again.

Therefore, she could only stay at Yulei Peak and wait for Pei Wu to come find her.

Her physical injury has not healed, and she doesn't have much waking time every day. She spends most of her time sleeping to recuperate from her injuries. According to Yu Zhi, she must take good care of her body before getting married.

Yu Zhi came back from the meeting hall and rushed to Song Qiao in a hurry, "Baby Jiang Jiang! Master, I found a good thing for you!"

Song Qiao shook the kettle and sighed.

"What good stuff?"

Yuzhi lay on her back, took out a storybook from the storage ring, and handed it to her.

Snapped! Song Qiao slapped the cover of the storybook, covering the picture on it.

If Jinglan saw it, he would definitely scold Yu Zhi for being shameless!

Song Qiao looked at Yu Zhi speechlessly, "Master, a book like this should not be read in broad daylight."

Yu Zhi put his arms around Song Qiao's shoulders, "Of course you have to share good things as soon as possible, otherwise what will you do when you get married? That old man Jinglan definitely doesn't understand, and if you don't know how, you just stare at me."

Song Qiao was very helpless. She wanted to tell her dear master that there was no need to worry about her incompetence. She knew too many things. She was afraid that Jinglan would divorce her the next day.

Soon, the time came two days before the wedding.

Song Qiao woke up in the middle of the night and felt a little thirsty, so he got out of bed to drink water. Suddenly he saw a figure outside the window.

She walked over and opened the window and came face to face with Jinglan.

"Why are you here?" Song Qiao was surprised.

Jinglan stared at her, the tips of her ears turning red, "I miss you..."

"Don't you come here every night?" Song Qiao became more and more surprised.

Jinglan nodded.

"Why don't you come in? You're just standing outside." Song Qiao leaned against the window with a gentle expression.

Jinglan seemed a little nervous, "They said they have to wait until the wedding day to see each other, so that they can be consummated."

Song Qiao chuckled, "You've already become an immortal, but you're still superstitious."

"It seems to mean that if we haven't seen each other for a long time, we will look forward to the day of getting married, and the relationship will be better after marriage..." Jinglan said, her eyes were watery. She seemed to want to go forward and touch Song Qiao's face, but she restrained herself and stood still. There, motionless.

"Idiot, just believe whatever they say. If you miss me, just come to me and no one will find out." Song Qiao whispered.

Jinglan was tempted and couldn't help but climb through the window and enter the room. As soon as she landed, she hugged Song Qiao tightly. "I miss you so much……"

Song Qiao kissed her chin, "I miss you too."

Neither of them spoke anymore, they just hugged each other quietly. Jinglan turned his eyes away and saw the storybook on the table. Looking at it carefully, he could see the cover of the storybook at a glance.

She immediately looked away as if being burned by fire. The crimson color spread from the tips of her ears to her neck.

Song Qiao noticed it and raised his head suspiciously, "Your face is so red, what's wrong?"

Jinglan stuttered a little, "No... nothing..."

Song Qiao was still suspicious. Seeing this, Jinglan suddenly asked: "You...what are you reading recently?"

As soon as these words came out, Song Qiao understood. Jinglan must have seen it! !

Hot Chicken Yuzhi! Destroy my innocence! ! !

Before going to bed, Yu Zhi came to find her and secretly stuffed her with a new storybook. The pictures were more exciting and the plot more exciting.

Okay, now I can’t even cleanse myself by jumping into the Yellow River.

"I...not...it was given to me by Master..." Song Qiao replied awkwardly in a low voice.

"Why did she give you this?" Jinglan suppressed her shyness and frowned slightly.

Song Qiao looked at her shy look and couldn't help but start teasing her. She leaned close to Jinglan's ear and said, "She said she wanted me to study hard and serve you on the wedding day~"

Jinglan was not blushing now, but her whole body was red. She pushed Song Qiao away, feeling a little at a loss and opened her mouth, but no words came out for a while. For a long time, she looked at Song Qiao aggrievedly, "You did it on purpose..."

Song Qiao chuckled, "Will the sect leader do it?"

What can you do? Will you have a bridal chamber?

Jinglan put his hands behind his back and intertwined his fingers to relieve tension.

"I...I can learn..."

Song Qiao was stunned for a moment, "Then you have to study hard~" After she finished speaking, she handed the storybook to Jinglan.

Jinglan quickly put away her hair and was about to leave when she was stopped by Song Qiao. She handed over a bunch of hair and tied it up with red silk thread.

"Jinglan, when you get back, cut off a strand of yours and tie it with mine."

Jinglan took the hair and looked deeply at Song Qiao, "I will definitely put it away."

The black hair is bundled together and tied together.