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

When Wen Jin said this, he felt a little embarrassed and inexplicably nervous.

Ji Yunmiao felt the wetness coming from his palms, lowered his eyes slightly, and a barely perceptible smile flashed across the corners of his mouth.

Several people were suddenly at a loss, and a strange atmosphere filled the air for a moment.

"If any of you want to come and watch the ceremony, you can hand in a visiting card to Fuyao Peak after you go back, and an invitation to the Couple Hall will be delivered then." Wen Jin didn't care about the previous offense from these people. He just smiled and spoke to break the awkwardness.

Hearing this, several people immediately breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of joy on their faces. They bowed to Wen Jin and left quickly, walking even faster than when they came.

Wen Jin turned to look at Ji Yunmiao and asked him, "Why didn't you just tell me that you wanted to be my partner?"

"..." Ji Yunmiao was silent for a moment and avoided Wen Jin's sight.

"Do you not believe me or do you not believe yourself?" Wen Jin continued to ask.

Ji Yunmiao lowered his head and said nothing.

"He doesn't believe in himself!" Seeing Ji Yunmiao's silence, Ling Tian suddenly tore a crack in the pet space, and looked out with a pair of eyes rolling around: There are so many people, I can't stick my head out.

“You don’t know what he thinks about every night while writing invitations—” Before Ling Tian could finish the second half of his sentence, Ji Yunmiao reached out and covered his eyes, then completely closed the pet space.

The tips of his ears turned red, and he didn't look at Wen Jin: "Don't listen to him."

Wen Jin did not answer, but just stared at him. For a moment, the voices of the disciples outside the barrier seemed to have quieted down in Ji Yunmiao's ears.

"I'm afraid you'll regret it." Ji Yunmiao made up his mind, closed his eyes, and quickly uttered four words.

Wen Jin almost didn't hear clearly. When she realized what Ji Yunmiao said, she was a little embarrassed: "I have said it so many times in front of outsiders. Do you think I will regret it?"

"..." Ji Yunmiao continued to remain silent.

Wen Jin said helplessly: "I haven't been busy recently. After returning to the sect, I will put the matter of finding a partner on the agenda."

……

Penglai Fairy Island, Ten Thousand Swords.

Wen Jin had just returned from Kunlun and went to find Song Guanqing.

When Song Guanqing heard that Wen Jin was going to put the matter of finding a partner on the agenda, he gritted his teeth again and again, and felt the veins on his forehead and temples throbbing.

"The storm over this incident has passed, and you have seen the result of the cold treatment. It will not have much impact on the sect." Song Guanqing sat back and leaned back in his chair.

Wen Jin shook his head: "We have already agreed on this, why do you want to regret it? Besides, Kunlun and some of the immortal cultivation families already know that I want to be a couple with Ji Yunmiao."

"Then Ji Yunmiao..." Song Guanqing was interrupted by Wen Jin as he started to speak: "So what was the purpose of all those instructions that Senior Brother gave before? To appease Ji Yunmiao?"

"I was originally at fault in this matter. It was originally a simple cause and effect where one person did the thing and one person took the blame. But by doing this, Senior Brother has implicated himself as well."

"What's more... Ji Yunmiao and I are indeed..." Wen Jin paused and didn't continue, but Song Guanqing already understood what he meant.

He rubbed his temple, sighed softly, took out a square piece of paper from the drawer, and handed it to Wen Jin using his spiritual power.

Wen Jin took it and unfolded it.

"He is indeed a person with good talent—" Song Guanqing said, and then changed his words after thinking for a moment: "I have never seen a genius with four spiritual roots like him. Not to mention me, even you are not as talented as him."

"Since you are willing, I won't say anything more. This piece of paper shows all the auspicious days for this year predicted by Xiaoliu. You can choose one yourself - or you can take it back and choose one with him."

Song Guanqing looked at Wen Jin, speaking but his eyes were no longer on Wen Jin.

Half a year had passed. The junior sister had suddenly grown up during this period of time. He still remembered that when she was little, she crawled up and down on this chair, but now she sat there quietly, smiling and discussing her marriage with him.

However, in just a hundred years, the little girl was tied to someone before she had experienced anything.

In fact, a hundred years is a long time. It has been more than ninety years since his master passed away and he inherited the position of island master.

He was lost in thought when Wen Jin stood up and handed the paper back to him. She placed the paper on the table in front of him and said with a smile, "It's not good for the two of us to make a decision on this matter. It's better for all the brothers to make the decision together."

She thought for a moment, then added, "But there may be many more people than the list prepared before, so it will take some time, and the ceremony shouldn't be too close - nor too far away."

"Brother, you have to trust my judgment. He will definitely not let you down."

Wen Jin blinked and smiled slyly.

Song Guanqing seemed to be infected by her smile, and a relaxed smile appeared on the corners of his tense mouth. He nodded and said "hmm", but did not ask Wen Jin why he said that.

It was a good thing that Ji Yunmiao only told his junior sister about his secret, he thought as he watched Wen Jin leave.

After Wen Jin returned to Fuyao Peak, she saw Ji Yunmiao sitting in the yard and looking up at her.

She saw a bit of nervousness mixed with anticipation in those usually calm eyes.

She had seen avoidance, shyness, worry, tension, indifference, and coldness in those eyes. This was the first time she saw more than two emotions in Ji Yunmiao's eyes.

Wen Jin's mouth corners couldn't help but curl up slightly: What if she says that senior brother doesn't agree?

Wen Jin deliberately ignored Ji Yunmiao's gaze, and instead slowly sat down on the stool opposite him, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

"It's freshly brewed." Wen Jin picked up the teacup, blew away the hot steam rising from the tea, and took a sip.

Ji Yunmiao stared at her without saying anything.

He didn't say anything, and neither did Wen Jin. They blew on the small cup of tea and sipped it one sip at a time. It was indeed a little hot. One had to say that Ji Yunmiao had a good timing in brewing the tea.

She finished her small cup and then picked up the teapot to pour herself a cup.

This time, Ji Yunmiao didn't look at her, but instead stared at the teapot that was still on the stove. He stared at it for a while, then reached out and extinguished the fire at the bottom of the pot.

Wen Jin looked up at him, then at the teapot, and seeing that he still had no intention of speaking, he lowered his head and drank the tea in his hand - the temperature was about the same as before, and he still had to blow on it slowly while drinking it.

After Wen Jin finished drinking it, he poured himself a third cup - it was a little cooler than the previous one.

Soon there was a fourth one.

She had just picked up the fourth cup and hadn't even blew on it when she felt a chill coming towards her hand. The tea in the cup, which had just been steaming, suddenly turned cold.

Wen Jin paused for a moment, but still didn't hear Ji Yunmiao speak.

She drank the fourth cup in one gulp and then put the cup back on the table.

"I--" She said one word, then shook her head. Instead of saying anything else, she stood up.

Ji Yunmiao also stood up, hoping to hear Wen Jin continue speaking.

Wen Jin's gaze lingered on Ji Yunmiao's face for a moment, then quickly moved away and walked away without looking back.

Humph! What a bad habit! She can even hold it in! She must cure her! She wants to see when Ji Yunmiao can no longer hold back and speak! !

So while she drew talismans, Ji Yunmiao sat beside her and read a book; while she meditated, Ji Yunmiao also meditated beside her; Wen Jin meditated for a while, and when she opened her eyes, she suddenly found that Ji Yunmiao was gone.

She stood up immediately, but before she could look for someone, she saw Ji Yunmiao coming out of the kitchen.

Ji Yunmiao was holding the dishes in his hands. He glanced at her, put the dishes on the stone table silently, turned around and went back into the kitchen, and brought out two more dishes.

The chopsticks and bowl were gently placed in the empty space in her direction.

Wen Jin quietly swallowed his saliva in his heart: It has been a long, long, long time since I had a meal cooked by Ji Yunmiao! !

Then she sat down at the table without any hesitation.

After Ji Yunmiao placed two sets of empty bowls and chopsticks, he stood there. He looked at Wen Jin who was sitting over, hesitated for a while, and finally spoke: "Actually, it's normal for Master Uncle to disagree... My cultivation is indeed not as high as yours..."

Wen Jin choked on the rice she had just put into her mouth.

No, she didn't say anything. How did he make it up in his mind?