"Can't you see that your friend is no longer the loyal friend you used to be? Her heart has been slowly changing since she found out that the man she likes also likes you!" Zhang Meng patted her shoulder pitifully.
This silly woman, from the murderous look Ye Xinyue showed her just now, it was obvious that she no longer considered her a friend.
"Han Xueming likes me?" Liao Qingting was stunned for a moment when she heard this. Suddenly, she laughed and shook her head, "How is that possible? Han Xueming has never liked me. If he did, how could I not know? And how could he possibly marry Xinyue? It's impossible."
Zhang Meng shrugged. "I don't know about that. Only the three of you involved can understand this kind of thing. As a bystander, I can only point out the surface of what I saw. As for what's going on inside, you have to understand it yourselves."
The car was quiet for a while. Liao Qingting, still worried about her good friend, stammered again, "Xiao Meng, are you really not going to care about the baby spirit in Xinyue?"
Zhang Meng glanced at her and asked, "Why, you want to plead with me on her behalf?"
Liao Qingting, whose heart was touched, was filled with embarrassment. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Not really, I just feel that Xinyue is actually quite pitiful. Now that we know that she is haunted by an evil infant spirit, we should help her, right?"
Zhang Meng looked at her and laughed, "Liao Qingting, I know what you mean. Don't you just want me to help Ye Xinyue?"
Liao Qingting chuckled again, not daring to look her directly in the eye.
Seeing this, Zhang Meng shook his head and smiled, looking ahead, and said calmly, "Don't worry, it won't be long before the couple will come to us for help."
Liao Qingting looked at her with a half-believing, half-doubting expression. However, when she thought of her friend's ability, the doubt in her heart suddenly disappeared.
When I returned to the Liao family, Gu Mingtai, who had gone out to do some business, had not returned yet.
After greeting Liao Qingting, Zhang Meng immediately entered the alchemy room prepared for her by the Liao family and started to make pills.
I was just going to practice casually, but I ended up practicing until night before I left the door.
Fortunately, her hard work was not in vain. During this period of time, she refined a furnace of Spirit Gathering Pills. Later, she tried to refine a furnace of higher-level pills, Qi Gathering Pills. Unexpectedly, she actually succeeded. However, the only drawback was that only four or five Qi Gathering Pills were finally produced in this furnace, and the rest were all ruined by her.
"Comrade Zhang, you're out now. The master told me to wait for you here. He told me to take you to the dining room for dinner as soon as I saw you come out. Everyone is waiting for you."
Aunt Liu, who had been guarding the door, immediately came forward to talk to Zhang Meng as soon as she saw her coming out.
Zhang Meng lowered her half-raised arm and nodded to Aunt Liu, "Okay, thank you, Aunt Liu."
After answering, Zhang Meng immediately strode towards the Liao family's dining room.
In the dining room, Mr. Liao came forward with great enthusiasm and asked her to sit down.
"Mr. Liao, you should just treat me normally. I feel a little panicked when you keep smiling at me like this."
When she said this, the monk Jingchen who was sitting next to her burst out laughing.
"Stinky old man, I told you that you look so ugly, but you didn't believe me. Now you've scared my disciple's wife, now you believe it, right?"
Old Master Liao was so angry at his words that his beard was curled up. After a long while, he took a deep breath, turned his head and just as he was about to pull the corner of his mouth, he suddenly remembered Zhang Meng's words and immediately suppressed the smile on his face. He turned serious and looked at Zhang Meng and said, "Little Meng, I have an invitation to a private banquet here, take a look."
Zhang Meng took a look at the simple invitation in his hand, which was made by folding a piece of red cardboard in half.
"Mr. Liao, this invitation is for you, right? Why are you giving it to me? I don't need to read it!" Zhang Meng smiled at him.
Old Master Liao shook his head vigorously. "Wrong, little Meng girl, you've made a mistake this time. This invitation isn't for me, it's for you. Look, your name is written on it!"
Zhang Meng took it with a skeptical look on her face, opened the invitation and took a look, and she actually saw her name on it.
She immediately looked towards Mr. Liao in confusion, "Mr. Liao, what's going on? Who sent me this invitation?"
Besides, she had only just settled down in the capital city for a short time, so logically no one should know her yet.
Old Master Liao immediately smiled and said, "Girl, the person who sent you this invitation is one of China's founding generals. He has long since retired behind the scenes, but his influence cannot be underestimated. He sent you this invitation because one of the people who came to ask you for the elixir last time leaked it. I guess this big shot came to you this time because he also wants to ask you for the elixir. In short, you must be careful when you go there this time."
Zhang Meng felt like she was in a hot potato when she heard his words. "Mr. Liao, can I ask if I can avoid going there? To be honest, I've never been to a place like that in my life, and I'm afraid I can't handle it," Zhang Meng said with an embarrassed smile.
Old Master Liao replied with a helpless expression, "Little Meng, I advise you to go. Although he looks very kind, if he gets angry, it's not something ordinary people like us can handle."
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