They gathered together and laughed uncontrollably.
"Little sister Ayao, let's have a snowball fight!" Qin Xi, wearing a pale yellow cloak, waved to her from the snow, her eyes crinkling with laughter.
Song Siyao smiled and shook her head.
"I have something to discuss with Venerable Baili and Venerable Yunchuan."
Taking advantage of the opportunity to ambush Qin Yuanyuan, Baili Xijiang turned his head in surprise, "Me?"
He was least familiar with his sister.
Unlike Qin Xi, who could hold her sister's hand and laugh together, or A Ji, who could spar with her sister.
Qin Xi chuckled and threw a snowball at him, saying, "Your sister's calling you, hurry up and go."
Baili Xijiang glared at her, telling her to wait, then shook off the snow and ran to the eaves.
"What do you need, little sister?"
Shen Zhuochuan also walked over unhurriedly from the side and stood in front of her with his little nephew, waiting for her to continue.
Song Siyao focused her gaze and told the two of them what Canxing had said.
“Keep an eye on your sister and don’t let her go out for the next six months.”
After saying this, she pursed her lips.
This sounds like they're suggesting locking up the older sister.
But as Canxing said, if the situation can prevent Sister from feeling pain, why make Sister suffer?
Shen Zhuochuan seemed to understand what he was saying, then smiled and said, "Your older sister never intended to go out in the first place."
For the next six months, she will first go into seclusion to work on her elixirs before going out to travel.
Song Siyao felt relieved. "I may have to return to the Sword Inquiry Sect in a few days. I'll trouble you to take good care of my elder sister and the Cloud Hidden Clan."
This incident in the evil realm began in the Hidden Cloud Village.
Baili Xijiang nodded vigorously beside him, "Don't worry, I will protect Master. But why did you tell us this alone? Can't Aji and Qin Yuanyuan know?"
He cautiously probed.
I don't know why they're ostracizing Qin Yuanyuan and Aji.
Song Siyao laughed, "I will inform them later, but the two of them will also be leaving. Perhaps the two of you will be accompanying my sister for the next six months."
That's why she gave a few more instructions.
Baili Xijiang breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I'll go and call them over."
Seeing that Song Siyao nodded, he happily went off.
As expected, after Qin Xi and Wan Qiji heard this, they also expressed their concern, saying that they would send voice messages to Wan'er every day to keep an eye on her after they left Yunyin.
The spectator said not to go out.
But things are probably not that simple.
The two men placed high hopes on the two dragons, urging them to persuade Song Tingwan to stay.
When Song Tingwan returned with her shimmering purple lotus umbrella, she saw a group of people gathered together whispering in the distance.
The woman, holding an umbrella and braving the snow, walked to the eaves. After closing the umbrella, she curiously approached and asked, "What are you two whispering about?"
Song Siyao tilted her head. "We all know what Canxing calculated."
Baili Xijiang nodded solemnly behind his sister.
Qin Xi said in a serious tone, "Wan'er, be good and stay in Yunyin for the next six months. When I come back, I'll forge you an exquisite pseudo-divine artifact!"
Wanqiji thought for a moment, "Don't go out. I'll go to the Demon Clan and bring you everything that can be used in medicine."
If you focus on making the elixirs, you won't even think about leaving.
The honest body cultivator thought to himself.
Shen Zhuochuan remained silent, only looking at her with a gentle smile, his presence beside the group conveying his meaning.
Song Tingwan shook the snow off her umbrella and looked at them with a smile: "I wasn't planning on going out anyway. Thank you, Yuanyuan and Aji, for bringing me so many nice things for nothing."
Qin Xi generously said that it was alright, she just loved crafting weapons for Wan'er.
Wanqiji also said it was okay.
After a few jokes, the group surrounded Song Tingwan and went back to the second floor of the observation deck.
On one side is a terrace under the magnolia blossoms by the railing, and on the other side is a pavilion with a wide view.
Song Tingwan used her spiritual energy to push open the window.
The stove on the second floor spontaneously combusted, filling the air with incense, and a roasting oven was set up with a pile of spiritual meat.
"Barbecue?" With a wave of her hand, Song Tingwan transformed the empty pavilion into a cozy space.
A plush blanket was placed on the stool, along with a red plum blossom vase and a beaded curtain.
Elegant and cozy.
It makes you want to smile contentedly.
"I think it's a good idea, I'll grill it!"
Baili Xijiang was the first to raise his hand.
Cough cough.
In less than half an hour, they were driven away by Shen Zhuochuan and Wan Qiji.
I clumsily burned most of it, completely wasting the food.
Song Tingwan sat leaning against the soft couch, while her younger sister sat upright on the couch, watching them grill meat with curiosity.
"Should Ayao give it a try too?"
Song Siyao shook her head, "Mine burned too."
She can hardly remember those days of homelessness now, but she tried it.
Repeated attempts, repeated failures.
I will never touch it again.
Song Tingwan took off her light pink cloak, revealing a magnificent gold-threaded ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) and a dark green silk blouse covering her face. She covered her lips and smiled with an air of dignified elegance.
"Father does have excellent skills, it's just a pity..."
Ah Yao hasn't tried it yet.
There will be opportunities in the future.
Song Siyao looked at her and spoke gently.
Song Tingwan smiled back and nodded.
"Later, I'll have your father cook you a Manchu Han Imperial Feast."
Song Siyao laughed, and the others who were eavesdropping on their conversation also chuckled.
The group chatted and laughed as they grilled meat and drank some spirit wine. Outside, snow was falling heavily, and their laughter seemed to melt the ice and snow.
Enjoying wine and barbecue, life is leisurely and pleasant.
Gradually, the day came for Song Siyao to leave.
The heavy snow continues.
Song Tingwan disliked seeing people off on snowy days. She held an umbrella for herself and her sister, her smile faint.
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