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

Ji Yunmiao walked into the hall and did not notice Wen Jin who seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Just like that day, Song Guanqing sat on the main seat in the hall and waved for Ji Yunmiao to come forward.

Wen Jin supported Shangguan Ze and stood on tiptoe to look inside, but unfortunately it was dark inside and it was hard to see clearly.

"Little Junior Sister, please go back!"

Song Guanqing stretched out his hand and sent out a stream of spiritual power, and the door of the hall slowly closed. The hall was also wrapped in the spiritual power, completely blocking Wen Jin's sight.

She stood up dejectedly, turned her head and asked Shangguan Ze beside her: "Do you know what the senior brother is going to say?"

Shangguan Ze shook his head: "Probably just some words of advice, at most scolding him a few times."

Wen Jin was silent for a moment after hearing this: Her male lead! What if the senior brother gets angry after scolding him! Waiting online! It's urgent!

"Don't worry too much. After all, he's the one you've chosen. Senior Brother won't do anything to him."

Shangguan Ze advised.

Wen Jin simply used a dust removal technique on the ground and sat down.

She is afraid!

She is still waiting here, and as soon as the male protagonist comes out, he will get her caring comfort so that she can improve his favor.

This will prevent him from having too many thoughts, as it won’t be so easy to comfort him then!

Wen Jin thought about it, looked up and asked Shangguan Ze if he wanted to sit and wait together.

Shangguan Ze sighed in his heart and sat next to Wen Jin resignedly: Junior Sister seems to be really sincere to Ji Yunmiao!

Inside the hall, Ji Yunmiao stood in front of Song Guanqing.

This was the first time that Song Guanqing saw Ji Yunmiao at such a close distance - in the past he had only glanced at her quickly or was very far away.

Song Guanqing suddenly understood why Wen Jin liked Ji Yunmiao.

The person in front of him had a slender figure, wearing a long gown embroidered with silver-white cloud patterns. His long jet-black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his nose was straight, his eyebrows were indifferent. If one were to describe him, he would be like a cold plum blossom covered by the first snow, cold but beautiful enough.

He looked at such a person and was a little dazed for a moment. The words he had prepared suddenly got stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them.

What to do! Suddenly I felt that Junior Sister had taken advantage!

"Uncle."

Ji Yunmiao saw Song Guanqing looking him up and down but was reluctant to speak, so he patiently reminded him.

Song Guanqing was reminded by such a junior and coughed awkwardly: "What have you been doing outside these days?"

Ji Yunmiao was silent for a moment, then took out the companion ice crystal from the space ring and handed it to Song Guanqing.

"At first, my master and I fell into an ice cave. This is the only ice crystal produced in the ice cave. My master gave it to me."

Song Guanqing himself has a top-grade wind spiritual root, and when he felt the icy air on the ice crystals, he felt extremely comfortable.

He nodded: "Your master gave it to you, just take it. I remember that your spiritual roots have ice attributes. Don't let your master down."

"Disciple, please remember this."

Ji Yunmiao answered neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"This is not the only reason I asked you to come and talk."

Song Guanqing spoke carefully and felt inexplicably nervous.

"Do you know why?"

He asked, and without waiting for Ji Yunmiao to answer, he continued:

"Your master, my little junior sister, is someone we brothers and I have watched grow up together."

"For me, it's no exaggeration to say that she is our adopted daughter. She is the apple of our eye."

"We always thought she was still young, and we would choose a genius who was as famous as her for her marriage in the future."

"It's just that things are unfortunate and something unexpected happened. Now she has taken the initiative to choose you and only recognizes you."

"We respect her choice, but that doesn't mean we approve of you."

"You must understand these."

"You will continue to live in Penglai in the future, and we will be there too."

"You'd better weigh in your heart how much Junior Sister has lost in choosing you."

"We don't ask you to become famous in the world of immortal cultivation in the future, but we ask you to treat her sincerely, just as she treats you sincerely."

Song Guanqing finished his words in one breath, not giving Ji Yunmiao a chance to speak, as if he was afraid that he would forget the words if he spoke too slowly.

Ji Yunmiao listened quietly without saying a word, but the temperature around him was getting lower and lower.

Wen Jin sat outside the hall, holding Shangguan Ze's arm, and was extremely nervous.

Why does she feel a little cold?! Is she really telepathic with the male lead?

"Can you promise?"

Song Guanqing asked a final soul-searching question, his heart in his throat:

Doesn't this guy look like he likes her little Ah Jin? Is it true that he was forced into it as the outside world rumours say?

What if he refuses? The little apprentice sister seems to like him very much!

He was worried and looked away, but suddenly he heard Ji Yunmiao say "hmm".

Hearing the voice, Song Guanqing's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at Ji Yunmiao.

But after Ji Yunmiao said "hmm", he kept silent, with a hint of coldness between his brows.

Song Guanqing was a little unsure again: Was the "hmm" he just said in agreement or a rhetorical question?

Ji Yunmiao looked at him, seemed to know what he was thinking, and said "hmm" again.

"I can promise that I will only marry her and will not have close contact with other people."

He said calmly, without any emotion in his voice, as if he was just stating a very simple matter.

Hearing this, Song Guanqing breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "In that case, you can write the invitation to the ceremony yourself!"

"It will also let everyone see that promises must always be proven with actual actions."

Wen Jin felt even colder now. She turned her head and looked at Shangguan Ze: "Do you feel a little cold?"

Shangguan Ze looked at her doubtfully and shook his head: "Junior Sister, are you sick?"

As he said this, he was about to raise his head to touch Wen Jin's forehead.

Wen Jin looked back towards the main hall in a daze, feeling that he was doomed.