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

Song Yizhi looked at his godmother who was looking solemn, and reached out to pull his godmother's sleeve.

Ye Su looked at his precious daughter aside, and the chill and coldness around him suddenly became much less severe.

"Godmother, you don't need to worry about this little thing." Song Yizhi showed a sweet smile, "Let them make trouble."

Anyway, it’s not you who won’t be able to stop it when the time comes.

Yesu touched Song Yizhi's head distressedly, and said in a gentle tone that was extremely distressing, "Zhizhi, please transfer some of the poison in your body to your godmother's body, so that you can recover faster."

Seeing the serious look on his godmother's face, Song Yizhi hurriedly said, "This can't be done!"

Yesu wanted to speak again to persuade Song Yizhi, but his daughter had a look of firm disapproval on her face, so she could only stop talking.

Rong Yueyuan walked out with Yuyu in his arms. Seeing that there were only these three people in the yard, he walked up and said, "All gone?"

Song Yizhi responded.

When Rong Yueyuan came over and sat on the stone bench, Song Yizhi said slowly, "Don't rush to interfere in these matters."

"They want to die, so there's no problem with me giving them a ride." Rong Yueyuan dismissed Song Yizhi's words.

He heard the conversation in the yard from inside the house.

Those powerful weapon refiners may have simply come to care about Zhizhi to see if she was okay; but the heads of other aristocratic families who came to visit Zhizhi definitely had bad intentions.

Song Yizhi looked at Rong Yueyuan helplessly.

"I'll go talk to Master Han later and move his residence over." Rong Yueyuan's gentle voice was a bit strong.

Seeing this, Song Yizhi shook his head helplessly.

"Yuyuan, if you do this, it will make them think that I am really desperate." Song Yizhi said while reaching out to pick up the teapot.

Zong Zhengling silently reached out and quickly took Song Yizhi's hand to take the teapot and poured her a glass of water.

After thanking him, Song Yizhi picked up the teacup and took a sip of water.

Rong Yueyuan picked up a tea cup and handed it over, and then said to his wife, "It's my fault that I feel sorry for you. It's their fault that they misunderstood you. What does it have to do with me?"

Zong Zhengling glanced at the gentle and dignified man, poured water and handed over the tea cup.

Rong Yueyuan thanked him and took the teacup, then took a sip of water with his eyes lowered.

"Although Zhizhi's condition is very serious, but..." Ye Su glanced at the little girl beside her who was drinking water with her eyes lowered. "Although I am worried about Zhizhi's physical condition, I never worry about her fighting ability."

She didn't know why, but she always felt that Zhizhi, as sickly as he was now, could still beat those people to the ground.

"To be honest, I'm not worried either." Zong Zhengling glanced at the pale and sick Song Yizhi and said bluntly, "She gives me the feeling of being half-dead but still able to fight."

"..." Song Yizhi's mouth twitched slightly, "It's not like he's half dead."

"That's pretty much the way it was before." Zong Zhengling spoke up.

Song Yizhi choked.

"I'm not worried that she won't be able to fight, I'm worried that she'll do whatever she wants." Rong Yueyuan said, "She's really taking a rest now, and she'll try her best not to take action."

Judging from Zhizhi's current situation, divine power is used to suppress the poison in the body, and divine power can be consumed without consuming it.

Song Yizhi silently lowered his head to drink water.

"No matter what, we still need to recover as soon as possible." Zong Zhengling said.

Ye Su looked at Song Yizhi worriedly, "This poison is really tricky. I can't do anything about it. You might as well ask where you are in the demon world."

"It's okay, godmother." Song Yizhi said warmly.

Ye Su looked at Song Yizhi with a disapproving look, "How do you say it's okay? Even if you are from the Phoenix Clan, it's better to detoxify as soon as possible. If you delay it for a long time, you may harm your body."

Song Yizhi nodded helplessly.

"Sir Ye, Sword Master, and the Fifth Elder." When Beixianyue and the others came back, they saw several people in the yard. They raised their hands and saluted the three sages.

"Okay, let's get together." After Ye Su said that, he got up and went back to the house.

Zong Zhengling was going to go to Palace Master Han with Rong Yueyuan to talk about something.

Those who go back to their houses go back to their houses, and those who go out go out.

Bei Xianyue walked up and looked at Song Yizhi's sick appearance, and said worriedly, "Are you really okay?"

"It's okay." Song Yizhi waved his hand, "Godmother has returned to the house. Yuyuan and the others have something to do. Stop standing around and come sit here."

After Bei Xianyue sat down, she took out a lot of food from the storage ring.

"I asked Han Zhengchu that these are the special snacks of Zijing Mansion. Due to your physical condition, we only bought some light and nutritious ones." Bei Xianyue said.

"You guys really understand me so well!" Song Yizhi looked at the three of them with a moved expression.

Qin Jianian handed over the chopsticks, "Ms. Song will go back to the house to have a good night's rest after eating. We will go shopping tomorrow morning."

"Zijing Mansion is very big, and there are many special snacks." Qin Jiazhang sat aside and said, "Miss Song, just cultivate yourself well, we can afford the food and drinks!"

Song Yizhi nodded repeatedly. She picked up a piece of honey flower cake and took a bite. While eating, she said, "I will definitely not be able to go to the weapon refiner conference these days. How about you take me out for a walk tomorrow morning?" "

Qin Jianian looked at Song Yizhi's bloodless face and said quietly, "I don't think it's good."

Song Yizhi gave him an angry look.

"Are you serious?" Bei Xianyue really wanted to take out a mirror and let Song Yizhi see how bad her complexion was now.

Song Yizhi responded, "It's not a problem if you let me stay in the house all day."

"Miss Song, with you acting like this, we are really afraid that you will collapse before you can take a few steps." Qin Jiazhang tried his best to speak tactfully, "Why don't you rest for a few days first? Let's talk about this when you feel better?"

"It's okay. If I can't walk anymore, just let them help me." Song Yizhi finished speaking, "This honey flower cake is good."

Bei Xianyue and Qin Jianian looked at Song Yizhi speechlessly.

"Sister! Sister!!"

When Song Yiyue followed Su Dai to the entrance of the courtyard, she saw her sister, and then she ran over happily.

To prevent Song Yiyue from jumping on Song Yizhi carelessly, Qin Jianian stood up quickly to stop Song Yiyue.

"Yi Yue." Song Yizhi showed a gentle smile, and then waved to her, "Come, let's eat something together."

Seeing her sister's bloodless face, Song Yiyue was stunned.

We haven't seen each other for a few days, why does my sister look like she's still seriously injured?

Qin Jianian pushed Song Yiyue aside and sat on a stool, "Your sister is injured, please don't make trouble with her."

"Don't ask her yet, let her eat something." Bei Xianyue said before Song Yiyue asked.

Song Yiyue looked at her sister blankly, and then asked the three people on the side what the situation was.

Bei Xianyue shook her head, "We don't know the specific situation."

Song Yiyue looked at her sister's sick appearance, feeling distressed and impatient.

Su Dai walked up and put a hand on Song Yiyue's shoulder.

Song Yiyue, who was restless one second, became calm the next second.

"Come on." Su Dai retracted his hand and walked towards the open space on the side.

Song Yiyue looked at this cold and heartless senior and followed him with a look of despair. (End of chapter)