Comprehensive film and television: Female supporting role counterattack plan

When Zimu and Lan Xichen left together, the Jiuyou in his hand was hung on the tail of Lan Xichen's headband.

Then, the flowing headband on Lan Xichen's head fell into her hands gracefully in front of Zimu's shocked eyes.

Zi Mu didn't know what to do for a moment, and even his heart beat faster involuntarily.

Lan Xichen looked at the headband in Zimu’s hand with surprise, and felt better than before.

The headband is of special significance to the children of the Lan family and can only be touched by their parents, wives and children. Now Lan Xichen’s headband is in Zimu’s hands.

“I…Lan Xichen, if I say I didn’t do it on purpose, would you believe me?”

"Yes, I believe it."

"That's good, you first..." Before Zi Mu could finish her words, a gust of wind blew across the headband, and it seemed to have life and wrapped around her wrist.

"......" No, what does this headband mean? Are you trying to scam me?

"Zi Mu, I am pleased with you."

"what?"

Zi Mu was caught off guard by Lan Xichen's sudden confession. She stared at Lan Xichen blankly, her mind going blank.

The headband wrapped around her wrist seemed to be responding to this feeling and was wrapped even tighter.

Zimu, feeling that she was being scammed, took a long time to come back to her senses. Her cheeks were flushed and her heart was beating as violently as a drum.

"Xichen, you..."

Lan Xichen’s eyes were gentle but firm, and as if afraid that Zimu would reject him, he spoke first: “I know this may seem a little abrupt to you, but I have kept this feeling in my heart for a long time.”

Zimu lowered his head and said, "I know."

"Today's act of wiping the forehead may also be a kind of God's will."

Zimu looked down at the headband on her wrist. She had long felt that Lan Xichen liked her, but she never thought that Lan Xichen would say it through the headband.

"Zi Mu, can you tell me what you are hesitating about?"

"I didn't hesitate."

"Ok?"

"I'll take this headband. It's getting late so I'll go back first."

Lan Xichen looked at Zimu's hurriedly leaving back and chuckled, then shook his head and took out the headband he wore before the Dan was formed from the storage ring and put it on himself.

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"Young Master Jiang."

The voice came from afar, Jiang Cheng slowly raised his head, and saw a person standing in front of him wearing the uniform of an outer disciple of the Gusu Lan clan.

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked carefully at the person in front of him. An inexplicable sense of familiarity surged in his heart, but he couldn't be sure where he had seen him before.

"You are... the disciple of the Lan family whom Wei Wuxian saved at Biling Lake? What do you want from me?" Jiang Cheng racked his brains for a long time before asking with some uncertainty.

"Young Master Jiang, I remember you correctly. I am Su Minshan from the Gusu Lan Clan. Nice to meet you, Young Master Jiang." The man bowed respectfully, but his expression seemed a little complicated.

At this time, Jiang Cheng was anxiously preparing to look for Wei Wuxian and Nie Huaisang, but was stopped by this man. It was already a great achievement for him to be able to speak with patience.

However, the elusive and complex emotions in Su Minshan's eyes made Jiang Cheng gradually lose his patience and he was unwilling to communicate with him any more.

"What do you want from me? If you have something to say, just say it."

Jiang Cheng's tone already revealed a hint of impatience; he could sense that this man would not be able to say a few nice words next.

However, thinking of the photo stone that Wei Wuxian had asked him to test, Jiang Cheng simply suppressed his annoyance and patiently listened to what he had to say.

"I heard that Young Master Jiang and Master Wei have a very good relationship. Master Wei seems to be quite respected by Jiang's disciples and also loved by the people of Yunmeng." Su Minshan spoke slowly, and there seemed to be something else in his tone.

"Oh? I wonder what you want to say, Mr. Su?" Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and became a little alert in his heart.

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's face had turned a little ugly, but Su Minshan seemed to be unaware of it, and even felt that he had touched Jiang Cheng's sore spot.

"Mr. Jiang is the young master of the Yunmeng Jiang family, but he is surpassed by Mr. Wei in the ranking of young masters of aristocratic families and ranks fourth. Is Mr. Jiang really willing to accept this?" There was a subtle hint of provocation in Su Minshan's words.

"Oh? So what do you mean?" Jiang Cheng's tone became increasingly cold, with a sharp look in his eyes.

Su Minshan thought he had touched Jiang Cheng's heart, and he started to speak more boldly: "Does Young Master Jiang want to be suppressed by Wei Wuxian? Wei Wuxian is just a son of an old friend adopted by Sect Leader Jiang. Why does he always steal Young Master Jiang's limelight? Doesn't Young Master Jiang want to suppress him and let him know his identity?"

Jiang Cheng's face darkened when he heard this, and his eyes were filled with anger, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Master Su, you are meddling too much. It is not your turn to interfere in the relationship between Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian and I have been training together, and it is a fact that I am not as talented as him. I am only happy for his excellence, and I am not as narrow-minded as you."

Su Minshan didn't expect Jiang Cheng to react like this. She was a little flustered for a moment and didn't know how to respond.

"Also, the so-called ranking of noble sons is just an empty title. I, Jiang Cheng, have never taken it to heart. Originally, I thought that you were brave and had good skills, so you should have been wasting your time in the outer sect. Now I finally know why you can only be an outer sect disciple of the Gusu Lan Clan."

Jiang Cheng's gaze shot towards Su Minshan like a sharp sword, making him shudder.

"Why?" Su Minshan asked subconsciously, feeling uneasy.

"Because your character is not good enough, Su Minshan, you must be very jealous of Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji. You think they are just better than you in terms of family background, and you often think that if you had their background and had more family training resources, you would definitely be better than them, right?" Jiang Cheng pointed out Su Minshan's inner thoughts mercilessly.

"I don't understand what you are saying." Su Minshan felt that he did not check the almanac before going out today, and even more so that Jiang Cheng was mentally ill, so he turned around and wanted to leave.

"It's okay if you don't understand, but you have to listen to the end." Jiang Cheng pressed on, not giving Su Minshan any chance to leave.

His eyes were firm and persistent, as if he could see through Su Minshan's heart.

"Until you met Wei Wuxian, you felt that he was in almost the same situation as you, but he relied on his talent to do whatever he wanted. You were envious and jealous, right?"

Jiang Cheng's words were like sharp blades, piercing Su Minshan's heart.

"You..." Su Minshan was speechless after hearing what Jiang Cheng said, and the panic in his heart became more and more intense.

"But you forgot that Wei Wuxian's mother was a disciple of Baoshan Sanren. Don't tell me you don't know who Baoshan Sanren is?" Jiang Cheng's tone was filled with sarcasm.

"Ha...If you have a bad background, then work hard to cultivate. If you don't have a good talent, then accept your fate. No one will care if you complain about the world, but you are here to provoke my Yunmeng Jiang Clan. How brave do you have?"

Jiang Cheng laughed out of anger, but the anger in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"Okay, Wei Wuxian is still waiting for me. I don't want to say more to you. As for what you said today, I will tell Zewu Jun word for word."

After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he turned around and strode away, leaving Su Minshan standing there alone, with a look of regret and fear on his face.