When Ye Lingyue arrived at the front hall of the reception, she found that there were already many people standing in the small hall.

Among them, there is the eldest uncle Ye Huangyun, the eldest cousin Ye Sheng, and Ye Huangxuan's family, everyone is trembling.

Taishou is a third-grade official in Great Xia, and the housekeeper of Taishou Mansion is the most trusted person by Taishou, while the Ye family is just an ordinary tyrant force in the town, and in front of Taishou Mansion, it is insignificant.

The fourth uncle and the eldest uncle stood at the bottom of the head, and at the top of the front hall, sat an elegant scribe from forty years away, wearing an ordinary white shirt and hat, but wearing it on him, it had a different taste.

Ye Lingyue faintly felt that there was a fluctuation of Yuan Force from his body, and that Yuan Force, at a glance, couldn't recognize what kind of cultivation the other party was.

At this time, the Confucian was holding the tea cup in his hand, took a sip of tea, and greeted Ye Huangxuan, and when he heard the footsteps, the middle-aged housekeeper raised his head.

I saw a pretty girl standing in front of her, where she stood generously, dressed in a moon-white suit, wearing a jacket on her body, no fat powder on her face, goose egg face, willow eyebrows, a pair of crescent moon eyes shining, reflecting the whole person fresh and refined.

Wen Ce looked at it at a glance, and felt that Ye Lingyue's temperament was not bad, which was completely different from the Ye family, who were submissive, and looked like a daughter of a famous family raised by a great family in the imperial capital.

Wen Ce asked a few more questions, and Ye Lingyue also answered them one by one, and his words were neither humble nor arrogant, which made Wen Ce very satisfied, and gradually dispelled his doubts.

"Sister Lan is Lan Taishou's daughter?" After hearing what Ce said, Ye Lingyue suddenly realized.

It's no wonder that those people in Juqilou earlier were all evasive about Lan Cai'er, and it's no wonder that she felt that the other party had a good background.

Ye Lingyue went out on a trip, and she became a handkerchief with Taishou's daughter, and when she learned the news, Ye Mansion was surprised.

After sending the invitation to the birthday banquet to Ye Lingyue's hands, Wen Ce got up and said goodbye.

As soon as the talent left, Ye Lingyue was struck by the two uncles, one left and one right.

"Ling Yue, when did you meet Miss Lan?"

"Why don't you talk to your uncle about such a big matter. ”

"Two uncles, I just met Sister Lan when I was wandering around in Juqi Building, she didn't say her identity, and I didn't ask. Ye Lingyue spread her hands, and after prevaricating the two uncles casually, she ran away.

Having a relationship with Taishou Mansion was something Ye Lingyue didn't expect.

However, she also understood that the other party was just thanking her for sending a jar of precious monkey wine, and as for whether she could have a relationship with Taishoufu, that would be a later story.

Ye Lingyue didn't pay too much attention to the invitation turmoil of the Taishou Mansion, before the birthday banquet, she was still practicing needles and cultivating Yuan Li as usual.

It's just that there is another episode in the middle, that is, the night before going to the birthday banquet, the little golden crane that she put back earlier actually flew back.

The sound of "fluttering ridges" alarmed Ye Lingyue, and when she looked up and saw the little golden crane, she was still a little surprised.

It's just a few days, and the appearance of the little golden crane is like two people.

The golden crane was covered in dust.

"Little guy, why are you again? Could it be that your innocent and moaning master asked you to come?" Ye Lingyue felt a little funny, she was curious for a moment, and let the little golden crane fall.

This little golden crane is also the most bitter little square crane in history.

Generally speaking, after refining the Fang Crane from the rune paper, it will have a low memory, and with the memory of it, it will be able to find anyone whose master asks it to find.

But this kind of memory is often one-to-one, that is, in a Fang He's life, he can only find a person designated by the owner one-on-one.

It and Ye Lingyue just met by chance, so they had to rely on that memory to find Ye Lingyue.

In the past few days, it has flown all over the entire Licheng before it found Ye Lingyue's whereabouts, and among them, it can be regarded as experiencing ups and downs.

If it weren't for the fact that it was personally refined by the president of the Fangshi Association, it would have crashed halfway through.

Unfold the paper crane and take a look, on the paper crane, there are still those few lines of beautiful handwriting. Only this time, the word has become.

“

There is no disease to moan, what about a terminal illness"

Ye Lingyue looked at the letter, and when she saw those two lines, Ye Lingyue's hand shook slightly.

Between the lines, there was a sense of sadness, and Ye Lingyue suddenly understood that the rich boy who had been ridiculed by her earlier as moaning without illness turned out to be a terminally ill patient.

His words are not moaning without illness, but helplessness.

What is the disease that there is no cure?

Ye Lingyue couldn't help but be a little curious, since she found out that Dingxi could cure diseases, she had been eager to move, wanting to use Dingxi to cure people's diseases.

But I'm worried that Dingxi is too magical and will be discovered, so I've been restrained.

Staring at the few words on the golden crane, Ye Lingyue suddenly had a bold idea, it is better to try it with this golden crane.

Ye Lingyue's idea was very simple, that is, to integrate a touch of his own Ding Qi into the Golden Crane, as long as that "Mysterious Sick Number" came into contact with the Golden Crane, the Ding Qi would enter his body.

Anyway, her peak breath is endless, and after losing a small wipe, she only needs to rest for one night to recover as before.

Just do it, Ye Lingyue wrote a few lines on the golden crane, but it was different from usual, when she wrote these words, she also integrated a part of the Ding Xi into the golden crane.

Ye Lingyue didn't notice that when she integrated Dingxi into the little golden crane, the little golden crane, which originally looked lifeless, also underwent a slight change.

In order to prevent the little golden crane from flying halfway and running out of mental power, Ye Lingyue also kindly injected a small amount of her spiritual power into the little golden crane.

After the little golden crane was injected with spiritual power, its wings became more powerful, and it flew into the night sky, and soon turned into a golden dot.

In the Feng Mansion, Feng Xin was wearing a fox fur, and there was a gray-blue shadow under his eyes, he coughed a few times, and in the past few days, his cold has flare-up again.

"Young master, it's windy outside, so the slave and maid should close the window. ”

The little golden crane didn't come back, Feng Xin, who had been looking forward to it for several days, had a trace of sadness in his heart, and the other party was probably too lazy to chat with a sick number.

In the middle of the night, on the window, there was a sound of flapping wings.

"Quick, open the window. ”

As soon as the window opened, a spirited little golden crane flew in.

Just when Feng Xin was about to reach out to catch the little golden crane, in his body, a more violent wave of cold air hit, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and his consciousness fell into a coma, and at the moment of falling into a coma, Feng Xin's hand was still holding the little golden crane.

"Someone, the young master has fainted. ”

In the Feng Mansion, the lights were bright and chaotic.