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

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight penetrates the mist and gently falls on the quaint courtyard, casting a faint glow on the green bricks and gray tiles.

The sky is clear and the breeze is not dry.

Wen Jinzheng and Ji Yunmiao were sitting together at the stone table in the courtyard.

Having suffered countless losses for not preparing high-level talismans for Ji Yunmiao, Wen Jin finally remembered to draw talismans for Ji Yunmiao in advance this time.

She put down her pen, picked up the talisman, and blew gently on the ink that had not yet dried.

"Spirit Talisman, Thunder and Fire Talisman, Flash Talisman, Teleportation Talisman."

"These four are the most commonly used. Do you have any special requests?"

He placed the talismans he had just drawn in front of Ji Yunmiao one by one and asked with his head tilted.

Ji Yunmiao was reading a book. Hearing this, he picked up the talisman on the table and shook his head: "That's enough."

"That's good." Wen Jin clapped his hands and stood up: "Let's go to the street and take a look. The final round of the competition is coming soon, and there must be a lot of people selling things on the street now."

Hearing this, Ji Yunmiao pursed her lips, looking a little hesitant.

"What's wrong?" Wen Jin noticed the hesitation on Ji Yunmiao's face and asked puzzledly.

Ji Yunmiao stood up and shook his head, then took out a package from the space ring and handed it to Wen Jin.

He seemed a little nervous, his fingertips were tense and there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

"Is this for me?" Wen Jin blinked.

Ji Yunmiao nodded slightly, her ears turning slightly red, and handed the package closer to Wen Jin.

Wen Jin reached out to take it and was about to open it on the spot, but Ji Yunmiao immediately stopped him.

"Go back to the house and open it." He lowered his eyes, fixed his gaze on the package, and said in a low voice.

Wen Jin didn't understand why, but he did it anyway.

She touched the package and it was soft. She really couldn’t imagine what Ji Yunmiao had given her and why he kept it so mysterious. But the things given by the male protagonist must be good things, right?

She thought about it and reached out to untie the knot.

When she saw what was in the package, she was dazed for a moment and felt that it looked very familiar.

A moon-white jade satin skirt with cloud pattern was lying quietly inside the package.

It was exactly the one she and Ji Yunmiao saw in the tailor shop after they came out of the ice cave.

She suddenly thought of the day when Ji Yunmiao left for no reason and reappeared when she was listening to the storyteller telling a story. On that day, she was only concerned with improving her favorability and didn't care at all about what he was doing when he left that day.

It turned out... that he went to help her buy the skirt that she had seen her eyes on at the tailor shop.

Her thoughts suddenly drifted back to last night when Ji Yunmiao told her that "the invitations are almost ready."

For a moment, I felt a warm current surge in my heart and I didn’t know what to say.

In the end, all the feelings turned into a sigh, Wen Jin's mouth corners slightly raised, and he reached out to pick up the clothes.

"Is it okay?"

Wen Jin pushed open the door, looked at Ji Yunmiao who was waiting under the tree, lifted one side of her skirt slightly, and asked with a smile.

As she spoke, she stepped out of the door. The wind fluttered her skirt and sleeves, making her look more lively.

Normally, Wen Jin's clothes are mostly light and simple, and her skirts are all layered. Now, changing into such a heavily made dress made her feel a little uncomfortable.

This dress inexplicably reminded her of Yang Zheng on the day of the lottery meeting.

Ji Yunmiao's eyes were fixed on the door. When the door was opened and Wen Jin walked out, he looked away.

"Yeah, very good." He coughed lightly.

Seeing this, Wen Jin's smile deepened.

……

Kunlun City.

"Wait."

Wen Jin's eyes fell on a stall selling talismans. He frowned slightly and pulled Ji Yunmiao's sleeve.

The stall was filled with all kinds of talismans, but there seemed to be a hint of discord.

"Miss, would you like to see the talisman? I guarantee that your ranking in the competition will be higher!"

The young stall owner sat in a rocking chair, fanning himself, and squinted his eyes as he looked Wen Jin up and down.

Wen Jin frowned slightly and walked forward.

"Is there something wrong with this talisman you drew?"

She spoke, and placed her finger directly on one of the talismans marked "Teleportation Talisman".

Upon hearing this, the stall owner paused fanning himself and stopped rocking his chair: "Girl, don't say anything careless."

He lowered his voice and looked at Wen Jin sharply.

"This talisman of yours clearly says it's a teleportation talisman. It's true that the talisman you drew does have the ability to teleport, but you can't know where it's going, right?"

Wen Jin was not afraid. He slapped his hands on the table and raised his voice a few notches.

The eyes of the disciples on the street also turned to him.

"Go away!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the stall owner stood up and stretched out his hand to drive the person away: "If you don't want to buy, don't delay my business. You look very brightly dressed, why do you look so poor?"

Wen Jin was caught off guard and was hit by his fan, and Ji Yunmiao's sword was unsheathed.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked in a cold voice, staring at the stall owner with icy eyes, as if his sword would fly out and smash the stall if the stall owner got one step closer to Wen Jin.

Wen Jin put his hand on Ji Yunmiao's arm and shook his head gently.

Seeing Ji Yunmiao retract the sword, Wen Jin turned around and sneered at the stall owner, then picked up a sword from his space ring and slammed it directly on the stall owner's table.

The crowd immediately gathered around.

"You, girl, look kind and gentle, but now you are slandering others with empty words! My talismans are all made by famous masters, how could there be any mistakes?" The stall owner swallowed his saliva when he saw Wen Jin slapping the sword on the table. He could only pretend to be calm as everyone gathered around him.

Anyway, there are so many people surrounding him, they are not going to attack him on the spot.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt more confident.

Wen Jin didn't listen to his nonsense: "Famous teacher? I'm afraid it's just a rumor. Tomorrow is the last round of the sect competition. If such a talisman falls into the hands of disciples, wouldn't it be misleading for the students?"

Hearing this, the stall owner actually took out the teleportation talisman and spread it in front of everyone, and even started to play the victim: "Please judge for yourself! These teleportation talismans of mine were all made by Wen Jin, the leader of Penglai Fuyao Peak. How come they became fake when they came to her? This is not slandering my innocence, this is slandering the innocence of Penglai!"

He held the talisman in his hand and walked around in front of the crowd, and even squeezed out two tears.

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd began to whisper, their eyes constantly wandering between Wen Jin and the stall owner's faces.

Wen Jin was so angry that he almost laughed when he heard this, and Ji Yunmiao just snorted coldly.

"You said it was done by Master Wen Feng. What evidence do you have?"

Wen Jin's eyes also turned cold.

It’s not enough that they sell talismans that harm people, they also want to pour this dirty water on Penglai’s head!

Upon hearing this, the stall owner's face was filled with a hint of pride. He began to wave his folding fan again, and his waist, which had been bent in a miserable state, straightened up. "Why can I get the talisman from Master Wen Feng? Because I am Master Wen Feng's disciple."

"You deserve it too!"