Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

"Can we move now?"

Wen Jin smiled slightly, with a hint of helplessness on his face.

Ji Yunmiao nodded gently: "Actually, there's nothing to bring, just these empty invitations."

As he spoke, he sorted the invitations neatly and put them into his space ring.

……

"You can just live next door to me."

Wen Jin took Ji Yunmiao to look around her courtyard, and it seemed that there was no place for people to live...

The courtyard itself is not big, but it is very exquisitely built, with exquisite details in every place, so there is only one master bedroom...

The room that Wen Jin pushed open was where the original owner's maid lived. It was right next to the original owner, just a few steps away. The original owner drove the maid away when his realm stagnated, so this house had been empty for ten years.

The moment the door was opened, the dust in the house was startled by the wind and immediately flew towards the sunlight that had not been seen for a long time. Wen Jin, who was standing at the door, coughed twice due to being choked, and waved his hand to perform a dust-removing technique.

"Hmm..." She hesitated for a moment, looked at Ji Yunmiao, and said carefully: "This room is connected to my bedroom by a door, which will be convenient for you after you become a couple."

Hearing this, Ji Yunmiao's steps towards the house paused briefly, and he said "hmm" softly.

"The things here have not been used for a long time. If you need anything in the future, just tell me directly."

Seeing that he did not refuse, but happily stepped into the room, Wen Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief:

"If there is nothing else, go to bed as early as possible tonight."

"I'll take my leave now."

"Thank you... Master."

Ji Yunmiao stood in the house and looked up at Wen Jin.

The word "Master" circled on the tip of his tongue before he finally called it out.

This call of "Master" was different from the stiffness and indifference when they first met. Now it was tinged with a bit of warmth and a lingering flavor.

Wen Jin lowered his eyes and smiled when he heard that. Without saying anything else, he closed the door for Ji Yunmiao.

……

At night, the sound of summer cicadas can be heard from outside the house. The windows of the room are half open, allowing the moonlight to pour in from the window, casting a glow on the ground.

Wen Jin lay on the bed, took out Ji Yunmiao's safety lock, and looked at it over and over again.

Based on her years of experience in the industry and her interactions with Ji Yunmiao in recent days, Ji Yunmiao should not become that kind of person.

What exactly happened? Could it be that something affected Ji Yunmiao?

She narrowed her eyes slightly. As she stayed in this world longer and longer, she could gradually recall the general direction of the plot in the original book.

Less than a hundred years after the male protagonist caused the destruction of Penglai, he developed a demon in his heart for unknown reasons and eventually fell into evil and died.

There were traces of why he chose to kill the original owner, but in the end he killed all of the original owner's senior brothers one by one, and even refined their spiritual roots.

This didn't seem like something the Ji Yunmiao she knew now would do.

The most likely possibility is that something has influenced him.

From now on, she should let Ji Yunmiao stay by her side to prevent her mind from being invaded by any evil creatures.

Wen Jin thought about it and clenched the safety lock in his hand.

……

The days passed like this.

The weather has not been very good recently. Dark clouds are hanging heavy in the sky, and heavy rain comes with thunder from time to time.

Song Guanqing gave Ji Yunmiao an order that he was not allowed to go anywhere until he finished writing the invitations.

When he said this, Song Guanqing smiled slightly and glanced at Wen Jin: "You are not allowed to help him write."

Wen Jin sat opposite Ji Yunmiao, supporting his head with one hand and writing and drawing on the talisman paper with the other hand out of boredom, occasionally looking at Ji Yunmiao who was writing the invitation seriously.

With the help of the elixir that Wen Jin got from Bai Xiuyuan by using his facial recognition, his right arm has now recovered and he can write normally.

"How do you do it? You can write with your left hand just as well as your right hand?"

After Wen Jin drew a weird talisman with her left hand, she looked at the invitation that Ji Yunmiao had written with his left hand a few days ago, compared it with the current handwriting, and finally couldn't help but speak.

Ji Yunmiao paused while writing and pursed his lips: "If someone had broken your right arm since you were a child, you would have done the same."

Wen Jin's breathing stagnated when he heard this.

Oh, she always brings up things that are not relevant to the topic!

I have been avoiding communication unless it is necessary for the past few days, and as soon as I speak, I step on a big landmine.

Wen Jin laughed dryly twice, shifted the pen in his left hand to his right hand, and said nothing more.

"Master, don't be so serious about this. It's all in the past."

Ji Yunmiao saw that Wen Jin was silent, and said lightly to come to the rescue.

Ah! Her male protagonist is really so generous and kind-hearted!

What a mess the novel contains!

Wen Jin nodded calmly on the surface, but her heart was already beating fast. She stood up, walked to the window and propped it up.

There was still a cloud of dark clouds outside the window, making it seem like it was suffocating.

She always felt that something was going to happen.

Suddenly, a thin figure appeared on the horizon, flying towards her on a sword, getting closer and closer.

This bad feeling became stronger with the arrival of that person.

The man who came was Song Guanqing's direct disciple. Wen Jin had some impression of him and would occasionally follow the eldest senior brother to ask questions.

The disciple landed and ran towards Wen Jin without caring about any etiquette.

"what happened?"

Ji Yunmiao heard the sound outside the house and looked up at Wen Jin.

"Uncle Master Wen! Master has ordered you to go to the main hall to discuss matters immediately."

The disciple wiped the sweat from his face, looking anxious.

Wen Jin frowned: "But what's the matter?"

After saying this, without waiting for the disciple to answer, she turned to Ji Yunmiao and said, "I have something to do in the main hall."

Ji Yunmiao put down the pen in his hand and silently asked him if he needed to follow.

The disciple looked at Ji Yunmiao from the window and explained, "Master said that it would only be passed on to Uncle Master."

"I have felt things have been unsettled for the past ten days or so. I will set up some restrictions around the yard. You stay here and don't go anywhere. Wait for me to come back."

Wen Jin sent a message to Ji Yunmiao, and she held onto the window, turned over and jumped out.

Ji Yunmiao lowered his eyes slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

"I'm worried about you. I'll tell you if there's anything."

Wen Jin was still a little worried, so he secretly sent a message before leaving, and then followed the disciple who looked extremely anxious to rush to the main hall.

Ji Yunmiao's mood obviously improved.

As soon as Wen Jin entered the main hall, the door behind him slammed shut.

The atmosphere in the hall was somewhat solemn, and Wen Jin looked around.

Four of the seven main seats were vacant.

Xie Chengfeng, Bai Xiuyuan and Shangguan Ze were not there.