The eyes of everyone in Beixianyue all fell on the middle-aged man.
He wants to find Song Yizhi?
Judging from his attire, he seemed to be a follower of a certain aristocratic family.
The man turned around and saw the five people from Beixianyue.
These people should be Miss Song's teammates. As for the man over there, he should be the fifth elder of the Changqiu Sect.
"I am a servant of the Yanling family. I am here today to deliver invitations on the order of the young master. The young master invites Miss Song Yizhi to come and have a party." The man spoke in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
The Yanling family?
Isn't that the Yanling family, one of the four great immortal cultivating families?
Wait, no, the young master of the Yanling family actually came to Peony City in person? !
Bei Xianyue and the others looked at each other, alarm bells ringing in their hearts.
"Song Yizhi is resting." Wei Ling said calmly.
The man did not insist on meeting Song Yizhi before he gave up. He took out the post and handed it to Wei Ling, and said, "Please pass it on to Miss Wei. My young master is waiting for Miss Song to visit at any time."
Wei Ling was not surprised that this person could reveal her identity. She took the post and nodded slightly.
The man turned and left.
Wei Ling looked at the gilded post in his hand. The handwriting looked like it was written by someone else. It looked like it was written by the Young Master Yanling himself.
The sincerity of the young master of the Yanling family is really difficult to deal with!
Lan Qianqian felt a little horrified.
Even if the young master asked him to invite Song Yizhi, now the young master of the Yanling family wants to invite Song Yizhi too?
why is that?
Is it just that Song Yizhi is good-looking? Or is it because she has a mother who is capable of overcoming tribulations?
Rong Yueyuan glanced at the post in Wei Ling's hand, turned and left.
The next second the figure disappeared at the top of the stairs, and the person was already inside the house.
Wei Lingyang raised the post in his hand and asked Beixianyue and others for their opinions, "Do you want to tell Song Yizhi?"
After all, it was the post sent by Young Master Yanling. If it was someone else, forget it, but that was one of the four major immortal cultivating families.
"I don't know." Bei Xianyue raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows.
Baili Qi said in a low voice, "I think it's better to inform Miss Song. If she doesn't go... try to let her go and have a look."
The young master of Yanling is not a kind person. Although I don't know why he wants to invite Miss Song to get together, in the end, it is better to have a good relationship than multiple bad relationships.
Wei Ling thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to go up and disturb Song Yizhi's dream.
The people in Beixianyue may not know about Young Master Yanling, but among the Immortal Cultivation Family, they are no strangers to the deeds of Young Master Yanling.
That person is the young master of the Yanling family in name, but in fact he is already the leader of the Yanling family. The head of the Yanling family is just a decoration.
As for the young master's cultivation, some say he is a god, and others say he has broken through into a body, but after all, he is a genius.
If you can be friends with such a person who is highly talented, has a deep city, and controls a large family, be friends with him.
Wei Ling and others walked up, stood at the door and knocked on the door.
"What?" Song Yizhi's slightly irritable voice sounded.
Wei Ling said in surprise, "Are you not asleep?"
"...Do you think I can sleep?" Song Yizhi's voice fell and the door was opened.
Back in the house and lying down, she unlocked some of the memories that had been sealed away.
Now her mind was filled with memories from several lifetimes. The memories were long and short, intertwined and messy, causing her head to ache and her consciousness to become confused.
Coupled with the noisy sounds below that were going straight into her ears, she now felt like her head was hurting to the point of exploding.
Sure enough, if nothing happens, it's better not to unlock those memories. Your own consciousness can't bear it.
Song Yizhi stood at the door wearing a coat, her hair spread behind her and almost falling to her hips.
Seeing a hint of impatience and irritability on her face, Wei Ling held up the post with both hands and said, "Young Master Yanling sent me the post. I suggest you go."
Song Yizhi responded, walked in with the post, and closed the door.
Wei Ling and others looked at each other.
Is this agreed or rejected?
After a while, Song Yizhi packed up, opened the door and walked out.
The plain white tube top skirt just reaches the floor, and she wears a water red soft gauze wide-sleeved outer shirt, and a red belt around her waist to match the outer shirt.
Her raven-black hair was pulled into a flowing bun, and two hairpins with pearl tassels were swayed inside the bun.
When they saw Song Yizhi wearing white and red clothes for the first time, they looked surprised.
Although it is always suitable for Song Yizhi to wear heavy makeup and light makeup, bright colors are more suitable for her than cold and light colors.
That bright and beautiful feeling suits her so well!
Especially the cold and arrogant look on his face paired with this outfit, he is like a peony on a snow-capped mountain, bright but lonely.
I have always known that Song Yizhi is beautiful, but I didn’t expect that Song Yizhi is so beautiful!
"Song Yizhi, you are so suitable for red!" The surprise in Wei Ling's eyes lingered for a long time.
Song Yizhi waved her hands. Her confused memory and aching brain made her not in a good mood. There was a coldness in the corners of her eyes and brows, "I'm going to the banquet."
All the posts written by Young Master Yanling have been sent over. I'm afraid it wouldn't be appropriate if I don't go.
Furthermore, there is no way to avoid what is coming.
"I'll go with you." Bei Xianyue said.
Song Yizhi shook his head, "I'll go there by myself."
Looking at the worried looks of several people, Song Yizhi rubbed his eyebrows and said helplessly, "Don't worry, I'm not going to some dragon's pond or tiger's den."
Besides, she still has a Yuanxu on her body. When in danger, just let Yuanxu go.
"Let's go." Song Yizhi turned and walked towards the stairs.
Walking downstairs, Song Yizhi walked out without squinting, but Lan Qianqian was a step faster.
She knelt over and reached out to grab the hem of Song Yizhi's clothes. She cried and said, "Senior Sister Song, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me, Senior Sister Song!"
Seeing Lan Qianqian kneeling at her feet crying and begging for forgiveness, Song Yizhi pulled out the hem of her clothes with a wave of her hand.
Seeing the wrinkles on the hem of his clothes, Song Yizhi frowned slightly, looking even more impatient and irritated.
"Speak directly if you have anything to say." Song Yizhi's voice was somewhat cold.
After dealing with Lan Qianqian for so long, how can I not know her virtues?
Now I am willing to kneel down, because I have something to ask of myself.
Lan Qianqian didn't dare to be vague, for fear that Song Yizhi would run away impatiently the next second, so she said, "Young master wants to see you."
? ? ?
Song Yizhi lowered his head to look at Lan Qianqian.
What the hell?
Who wants to see him? ?
Lan Qianxi looked up at Song Yizhi and saw a somewhat surprised look on her face. She repeated, "Young master wants to see you."
If it weren't for the young master, how could she kneel here and beg Song Yizhi!
Song Yizhi had countless dirty words to say at this moment.
She's a hottie, right? Why do one or two of them insist on seeing her?
Sick, right?
Wei Ling was stunned on the stairs.
She couldn't hide her surprise and said, "Is Lan Qianxi actually from the Lan family?"
Chu He and Shen Zheng really don't understand these four major immortal cultivating families.
Bailiqi opened his mouth to spread common sense to the two of them, "The four major immortal cultivating families are the Rong family, the Gu family, the Yanling family, and the Lan family."
Can’t you tell that Lan Qianxi is actually from the Lan family?
Chu He and Shen Zheng responded lightly.
