Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Lan Minjun looked at the bead in the box and asked in a gentle and elegant voice, "Should we find a skilled craftsman for Miss Song?"

"No need." Song Yizhi shook the box and then returned the box to the tray, "Just wait until later to find the Fifth Elder."

Lan Minjun nodded.

Bai Xi couldn't help but feel jealous when Song Yizhi sounded like Rong Yueyuan.

Situ Mo outside the pavilion had quietly turned around and left when Song Yizhi picked up the box.

When the things were delivered, Bai Xi didn't hesitate and left with her maid.

After these people walked away, Zhao Zirong relaxed a little.

"The White Marrow Abdominal Bead is a bit rare, but Miss Song will not live without it." Lan Minjun looked at Song Yizhi who was leaning lazily aside, his eyes deepening.

Song Yizhi held the little baby on his lap with one hand and put his other hand on the railing to support his head. The girl bathed in the sun was lazy and calm. After hearing Lan Minjun's words, she nodded lazily.

"It seems that someone can't wait any longer." Lan Minjun said slowly.

Song Yizhi smiled.

But no, someone couldn't hold it any longer.

Seeing Song Yizhi's unclear expression, Lan Minjun also smiled and said nothing.

Zhao Zirong stood quietly, like a wooden pile.

The atmosphere here in the pavilion is quiet but pleasant.

After Han Zhengde settled Lan Ruoming and his wife, he was about to turn back, but when he got halfway, he saw Song Yizhi in the pavilion.

"Song Shenzi." Han Zhengde walked to the entrance of the pavilion and saluted Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi said, "No need to be polite."

Han Zhengde put down his hand and looked up. Song Yiyue in the pavilion was lazy and leisurely. Bathed in the sun, she was so beautiful that she didn't look like a real person. The only flaw was her excessively pale complexion.

The weakness that could not be concealed made Han Zhengde very worried. Just when he was about to say a few words of concern, an inexplicable fragrance blew over with a gust of wind.

Han Zhengde only felt that his mind was confused for a moment, and then he felt that something was wrong with him. He seemed to have been placed in an extremely hot place. After a while, his mouth became dry and his breathing became rapid.

Lan Minjun noticed something strange about Han Zhengde and stood up, walked up a few steps, and stood in front of Song Yizhi.

"Don't block me." Song Yizhi's lazy voice sounded.

Lan Minjun moved two steps to the side, but his protective posture did not change.

"There is a problem, Son of God, there is a problem..." In just one sentence, Han Zhengde was out of breath.

Seeing the flush on Han Zhengde's face, Lan Minjun became more and more alert.

This medicine has such ferocious properties, I'm afraid...

Then, Lan Minjun saw that the young master from Zijing Mansion had a ferocious look on his face, but his body was retreating.

Han Zhengde felt that he was about to be burned out by the unknown fire. He wanted to rush in and pounce on him, but he couldn't! !

He suppressed the desire to get closer and moved back step by step with difficulty.

Step by step, the retreat was slow and difficult.

Looking at the young man with a flushed face and about to lose consciousness, Song Yizhi moved his fingers, and the cold divine power entered his body, helping him temporarily relieve the fierce effects of the medicine.

Seeing that the blush on Han Zhengde's face had receded a lot, Lan Minjun turned his head and looked at Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi showed a gentle and harmless smile, "What will happen if I blow up Zijing Mansion?"

Lan Minjun: "..."

Han Zhengde had just returned to his senses. When he heard this, his legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees in front of Song Yizhi.

"Are you feeling better?" Song Yizhi looked at Han Zhengde.

Seeing Song Yizhi's gaze, Han Zhengde took a few steps back. He raised his hand and said in salute, "I was a bit rude just now. Please forgive me, Son of God. Is everything okay?"

As the son of Zijing Mansion, Han Zhengde had experienced a lot of troubles, and now he had recovered from them.

This is someone who wants to use themselves to harm the Son of God!

What a good plan!

Fortunately, the Son of God was fine and he didn't do anything offensive.

"I'm fine, but something is wrong with you." Song Yizhi's gentle voice was gentle.

Han Zhengde raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I will tell my father about this and give an explanation to the Son of God."

"Now, I want to see Palace Master Han." Song Yizhi's gentle words were rarely strong. He was obviously lazily leaning on his hands with his head tilted, but he was so domineering, "I want an explanation now." Han Zheng De didn't dare to delay, so he quickly took out his communication talisman and contacted Palace Master Han.

After Han Zhengde put away the communication talisman, Palace Master Han teleported over with several venerables.

Song Yizhi looked at the powerful experts outside the pavilion and asked lazily, "Are they all here?"

Palace Master Han nodded and then looked at his son.

Seeing his son's embarrassed look, Palace Master Han didn't understand what he was talking about, and his vision was really dark.

No!

The couple had just killed the chicken to scare the monkeys, and now they were using their own son to plot against Song Shenzi? !

Who did this? !

Could it be that you want to go to heaven? !

"I know something about pharmacology." Song Yizhi said slowly, "Of course, it would be best if there are other doctors."

After hearing this, Palace Master Han contacted the doctor of Zijing Palace.

The doctors came very quickly.

"Come on, let's have a test." Song Yizhi pressed his chin.

Seeing the things on the tray on the table, two of the doctors caught Palace Master Han's gaze and walked in, while the remaining doctors examined Han Zhengde's body.

The few sages who followed were a little worried, but they couldn't help but urge him.

After a while, several doctors who had finished the examination looked at Palace Master Han with ugly expressions on their faces, "This is sprinkled with medicine."

"Let's take a look at the young master's condition." Another doctor said.

The two doctors in the pavilion came out and looked even worse after examining Han Zhengde's body.

"Say." Palace Master Han said angrily.

With such an ugly face, who are you trying to scare?

"Love medicine." The doctor said these two words firmly.

Palace Master Han was a little unsteady on his feet.

"Very good." Song Luo sneered, "Very good!"

Feng Canglin looked at Palace Master Han and gave him a look that was asking for blessings.

Palace Master Han glanced at Song Luo and felt his scalp numb instantly.

The doctor continued, "This love medicine is really extremely poisonous! Fortunately, the young master took the antidote in time and it was relieved, otherwise it will definitely hinder his future cultivation!"

Han Zhengde suddenly felt like he was surviving a disaster.

Palace Master Han looked at Song Yizhi with a look of panic and fear.

"Palace Master Han, there is no need to worry, the Feng clan is immune to all poisons." Feng Canglin's majestic voice sounded.

Palace Master Han breathed a sigh of relief.

"I see, those things have the mark of the Bai family on them." Rong Yueyuan's cold voice sounded.

"Go and invite the head of the Bai family to come over!" Palace Master Han and Han Zhengchu said.

Han Zhengchu responded.

"Head of the Situ family is also invited here, as well as Bai Xi and Situ Mo. Don't forget." Song Yizhi's gentle voice sounded.

Han Zhengchu responded and walked away with the wind at his feet.

The head of the Situ family?

Bai Xi? Situ Mo?

Rong Yueyuan's eyes moved slightly, and his dark eyes were dark and dangerous at the moment.

Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan outside the pavilion.

At this time, the gentleness around him had faded, and his alienation and coldness were highlighted. (End of chapter)