Comprehensive Film and Television: The Female Supporting Character Has Many Children and Blessings

Ru Liu, a pomegranate tree that has attained spiritual form in the human world, is a member of the Film and Television Department in the Quick Wear Bureau.

In order to obtain spiritual energy...

Chapter 168 Young Man on a White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze (CP: Ye Dingzhi 17)

Chapter 168 Young Man on a White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze (CP: Ye Dingzhi 17)

Li Yimei explained, "Wenjun did not travel far at all. King Jingyu took a fancy to Wenjun, so Sect Leader Yi presented Wenjun to him."

"Wenjun is currently being held in the Jingyu Prince's residence, awaiting His Majesty's bestowal of marriage upon her, after which she will become the Jingyu Prince's concubine."

"Wenjun certainly wouldn't want to," Madam Ye sighed. The poor child was used as a sacrifice for her father's interests.

"Are you confident you can rescue Wenjun without hurting yourself?" Although Madam Ye was worried, she knew that Li Yimei was determined to do this, so she didn't say anything uncertain.

"Don't worry, Aunt Luo, I never do anything I'm not sure I can do," Li Yimei said with a confident smile.

Gan Dongcheng—

Phoenix flowers filled the sky, fluttering and dancing around the crowd.

One of the white-haired elders slowly opened his eyes, looking warily at the man and woman who had suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and the crowd in the courtyard who seemed to be trapped in an illusion.

Who are you?

Li Yimei reached out and took a phoenix flower petal, saying, "I am Li Yimei, and this gentleman beside me is Ye Dingzhi. We are close friends of Dongjun and have come to help Ruxian leave this place."

Ye Dingzhi bowed respectfully, "Since the Confucian Immortal is Dongjun's master, he is also our elder. Dongjun is still waiting for you to see him become famous throughout the world."

"If I leave, the Baili family will not fare well." It would be a lie to say that he didn't want to see his disciple become famous, but his identity was destined to drag the Baili family down.

Li Yimei said with a smile, "They have fallen into an illusion and will witness your death in the illusion. I will arrange everything."

Ru Xian Gu Chen was still hesitating, but Li Yimei made him faint directly, "It's not good to delay for too long, you should take a nap."

Ye Dingzhi helped Ru Xian up and looked at Li Yimei, saying, "Then I'll take Ru Xian with me first?"

Li Yimei instructed, "Wait for me at Yimu Medical Clinic. Be careful when you go out."

"good."

After Ye Dingzhi and Ru Xian left, Li Yimei immediately activated the system. The system was the best at arranging the venue.

A white energy swept through the entire mansion, creating an illusion. The injured were injured, Wufa and Wutian died, and the phoenix tree withered.

After making the arrangements, Li Yimei left.

Late at night, at the Zhenxi Marquis's residence, the drunken Baili Dongjun had a dream in which his master showed him another part of the Western Chu Sword Song.

Upon waking, Baili Dongjun was somewhat dazed. "Was it a dream or an illusion? Right, my master has passed away, so it must have been a dream."

Suddenly, phoenix petals flew into the room through the window. Baili Dongjun reached out and caught a petal, then quickly ran to the window to look outside.

An elderly man in white robes and with white hair stood in the courtyard, looking at him kindly. Baili Dongjun rubbed his eyes and said uncertainly, "A dream within a dream?"

"Dream on, my foot!"

A head suddenly appeared by the window, startling Baili Dongjun so much that he sat down on the ground.

"Hiss." The pain brought Baili Dongjun back to his senses. He quickly got up and looked again. His master was still standing in the courtyard, perfectly fine.

"What on earth is going on?" Baili Dongjun was shocked.

Suddenly remembering what the white-haired immortal of Chaisang City had said, Baili Dongjun looked at Li Yimei, who had just been so frightened that she had fallen, and asked, "Sister Mei, was it you who saved Master?"

“You got it right, but there’s no prize.” Li Yimei leaned against Ye Dingzhi and teased Baili Dongjun with a grin.

"The Confucian Immortal will be sent to Youruo Valley tomorrow. You two, master and disciple, will say goodbye." After saying this, Ye Dingzhi led Li Yimei away temporarily.