When Ye Lingyue arrived at the lobby of the receptionist, she found that there were already a few people standing in the small hall.

Among them are Uncle Ye Huangyun, big cousin Ye Sheng and a family of Ye Huangxuan, everyone is trembling.

Tai Shou was the Sanpin official in Daxia. The housekeeper of Tai Shou Mansion was the most trusted person of Tai Shou. Ye Family was just an ordinary local tyrant in the town. It was insignificant in front of Tai Shou Mansion.

The uncle and the uncle stood at the lower head respectively. At the top of the front hall, there was a junior scribe, a common white shirt, and a bonnet, but when he wore it, he did not have a taste.

Ye Lingyue felt from his body that there was a fluctuation of Yuan Li. That Yuan Li, at a glance, couldn't tell exactly what the other party was doing.

At that time, the Confucian student was holding the teacup, took a sip of tea, and chatted with Ye Huangxuan. When he heard footsteps, the middle-aged butler raised his head.

I saw a pretty girl standing in front of her, where she stood generously, wearing a moon-white dress, wearing a jacket, no fat powder on her face, goose egg face, willow eyebrow, and a pair of crescent eyes. Hui, the whole person is fresh and refined.

At a glance, Wen Ce felt that Ye Lingyue had a good temperament, which was very different from the Ye family who had only promised to promise. It looked like a famous family raised by the great family of the imperial capital.

Wen Ce then asked a few more words, and Ye Lingyue also answered them one by one, using words to speak neither humble nor overbearing. This made Wen Ce very satisfied, and gradually dispelled his doubts.

"Sister Lan is Lan Taishou's daughter?" After hearing the policy, Ye Lingyue suddenly realized.

No wonder the people who lived in Qiqiu all the time were shunned by Lan Cai'er, and it was no wonder that she would think that the other party was of good origin.

When Ye Lingyue went out, he became a handkerchief with Taishou Qianjin. When he heard the news, Ye Fu was surprised.

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

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

"Lingyue, when did you meet Miss Lan?"

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

"Two uncles, when I was just wandering in Juqi Building, I met Sister Lan. She didn't say her identity, and I didn't ask." Ye Lingyue spread her hands and casually fooled the two uncles. .

It was unexpected that Ye Lingyue had reached a relationship with Taishoufu.

However, she also understood that the other party was just thanking her for sending a precious monkey wine. As for whether she could have a relationship with Taishoufu, that would be something to say.

The invitation to the Taishou Palace was in trouble, and Ye Lingyue did not pay much attention to it. Before the birthday banquet, she still practiced needles and Yuanyuan as usual.

It's just that there was another episode in the middle. On the night before going to the birthday feast, the little golden crane that she had put back earlier flew back again.

The sound of "flickering" alarmed Ye Lingyue, and she was a little surprised when she looked up to see the little golden crane.

It was only a few days, but the appearance of Xiao Jinhe was quite different.

The golden shiny crane was covered with dust.

"Little fellow, why are you again? Did your master, who is free of disease and moaning, let you come?" Ye Lingyue felt a little funny, she was curious for a while, and let the little golden crane fall.

This little golden crane is considered the most bitter little Fanghe in history.

Generally speaking, after the Fang He is refined from rune paper, it will have a low memory. With the memory, it can find any person the owner asks it to find.

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

It and Ye Lingyue only met by chance. They had to rely on that memory to find Ye Lingyue.

In the past few days, it flew the entire city of Licheng to find Ye Lingyue's whereabouts. Among them, it was also a bumpy experience.

If it was not because it was made by the president of the Alchemist Association, it had already crashed halfway.

Unfolding the paper crane, the paper crane still has a few lines of beautiful writing.Only this time, the word has become.

"

Moaning without disease, how to be terminally ill

"

Ye Lingyue looked at the letter, and when he saw the two lines, Ye Lingyue shook his hand slightly.

There was a sadness between the lines, and Ye Lingyue immediately understood that the rich son who was mocked by her as a disease-free moan had turned out to be a sick patient.

His words are not groaning without disease, but helpless.

What kind of disease is there no cure?

Ye Lingyue couldn't help but feel a little curious. Since she found that Ding Xi can cure the disease, she has been eager to move and wants to use Ding Xi to cure the disease.

But I was worried that Ding Breath was too miraculous and would be discovered by others, so I was always at a loss.

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

Ye Lingyue's idea is very simple, that is, to put his own breath into the Golden Crane, as long as the "mysterious sickness" contacts the Golden Crane, Ding Xi will enter his body.

Anyway, her life is endless, after a small loss, only need to rest for one night, and she can recover as before.

Just do it. Ye Lingyue wrote a few lines of words on the Golden Crane, but it was different from usual. When writing these words, she also incorporated part of her breath into the Golden Crane.

Ye Lingyue didn't notice that when she merged Dingyi into the little golden crane, a slight change had taken place in the little golden crane that seemed to be dead.

In order to prevent Xiao Jinhe from flying halfway and exhausting his mental power, Ye Lingyue also kindly injected a small amount of his own mental power into Xiao Jinhe.

After being infused with mental power, Little Jinhe became more powerful, flew into the night sky, and soon turned into a golden point.

In Feng Mansion, Feng Xin was dressed in fox fur, and there was a grayish blue shadow under his eyes. He coughed a few times, and in the past few days, his chills recurred.

"Master, there is a lot of wind outside, so the slave girl should close the window."

The little golden crane didn't come back. Feng Xin, who had been waiting for a few days, felt a trace of consternation in his heart. I am afraid that the other party was simply too lazy to chat with a patient.

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

"Quick, open the window."

As soon as the window opened, an energetic little golden crane flew in.

Just as Feng Xin was about to reach out to catch the little golden crane, a more intense wave of cold struck his body. He only felt that his eyes were black and his consciousness fell into a coma. At that moment, he fell into the coma. Still holding that little golden crane.

"Come here, the young master passed out."

Inside the Feng Mansion, the lights were brightly lit and there was a mess.