Comprehensive film and television: Female supporting role counterattack plan

"Sister, we have Tianzixiao. It would be even better if we had angelica stewed with lamb."

Wei Wuxian's eyes were sparkling as he looked at Zimu expectantly.

His face was filled with an excited smile, as if he had already smelled the aroma of angelica stewed lamb.

"You... still have the nerve to order food." Zimu poked Wei Wuxian's head, shook his head and went to prepare the food, finally fulfilling Wei Wuxian's wish.

"Hey hey hey."

......

Looking at Zimu, Lan Xichen turned around and said gently to Wei Wuxian and the other two: "I will go help Zimu."

“Thank you, Brother Lan/Zewu.” Jiang Cheng, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji said in unison.

Compared to the previous Jin Zixuan, Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian were much more polite to Lan Xichen, their future brother-in-law.

After all, Lan Xichen has a high level of cultivation, a good temper, and most importantly, he is really good to his senior sister/elder sister. In addition, the Gusu Lan Clan is simple and does not have the twists and turns of the Jinling Clan.

Even Jiang Cheng had to admit that Lan Xichen and Zimu were really a good match.

Zimu looked at Lan Xichen approaching him and asked softly, "Xichen, is there anything you want to eat?"

"I like everything you make with your own hands."

Lan Xichen's voice was gentle but firm, his eyes full of love.

"it is good"

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The four families of Wen, Lan, Nie and Jiang had several discussions before the discussion began.

Finally it was decided that the Qishan Qingtan Conference would proceed as normal in the first few days, and all the good stuff would be put in the last two days.

On the first day of the Qingtan Conference, Wen Ruohan stood on the high platform, wearing a dazzling flaming robe that was very eye-catching.

Jin Guangshan was smiling and talking to Wen Ruohan, with a flattering and fawning look on his face, like a subordinate.

If it weren't for the yellow gold star snow wave robe, no one would have thought that he was the patriarch of the Lanling Jin family, one of the five great families.

When Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng arrived at Qishan, they took Lan Wangji to find Nie Huaisang, Wen Chao and the others, leaving Lan Xichen sitting in the Lan family's seat to talk to Nie Mingjue and the others.

When the female cultivators competed on the third day, not many people came. One reason was that women from aristocratic families were always proud of their status. The second reason was that not every woman from aristocratic families liked to compete with others.

"Jin Zixin of the Lanling Jin Clan, nice to meet Miss Jiang. I have long heard of Miss Jiang's reputation as the number one fairy on the list of aristocratic families. Today I see that her reputation is well-deserved."

A female cultivator who looked a few years older than Zimu raised her chin slightly with pride and continued with a barely perceptible sharpness in her tone: "Ziyuan heard that Miss Jiang has a high level of cultivation, so she came here to ask for advice. I wonder if Miss Jiang can teach me?"

As soon as Zi Mu heard this, he knew that this person had bad intentions, and she said all the good and bad things about him.

Now all that’s left is pointing at Zimu’s nose and saying that she’s just a vase.

Lan Xichen, who had been paying attention to Zimu, frowned, and then heard Jiang Cheng, who was sitting at the Jiang family seat nearby, say, "What is the woman from the Jin family going to do?"

When Yu Ziyuan heard her son calling another female cultivator like that, she almost choked to death. Her daughter and son-in-law Lailai were very sweet, and Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were also very affectionate, but her son might really be hopeless.

Wei WuXian also frowned and said, “Hiss—it looks like he’s looking for trouble with Senior Sister. Who is that person?”

Meng Yao glanced at the woman and said indifferently, "She seems to be the daughter of Jin Zixuan's uncle."

"I..." Jiang Cheng, who was about to say something, suddenly sat down and stopped talking. Even Wei Wuxian did the same.

Meng Yao asked in confusion: "Don't you need to worry about the eldest lady?"

"Brother Meng, don't worry. It's her bad luck to offend Senior Sister. Didn't you see that Senior Sister sneered just now?"

Meng Yao: The eldest lady looks difficult to approach, but she is kind. Can she really beat Jin Zixin who looks fierce?

Zimu: Uh, I'm kind? This is such a huge misunderstanding.

After all, it was people from two major families who were confronting each other, especially since Zimu was the only legitimate daughter of the five major families, and the people around who were watching the fun were even more angry.

"I only heard that Fairy Zimu is very good at refining weapons, as for the rest... maybe her cultivation is not that outstanding." A female cultivator whispered to the sisters beside her.

"But to be the first on the list of aristocratic fairy families, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family is indeed very beautiful."

"The Jin family fairy is also famous for her night hunting skills. I bet she will win the competition."

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Ignoring the discussions of the people around him, Zimu chuckled and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Of course. Miss Jiang, please give me some advice." After saying this, Jin Zixin glanced at Lan Xichen in the distance. She found that Lan Xichen's eyes were always on Zimu, and her expression became even uglier.

Looking at Zimu's face, Jin Zixin's heart was filled with jealousy and resentment, as if Zimu was a stumbling block on her way forward.

"Then I'll trouble you and teach you something." Zimu said with a relaxed tone as he walked onto the stage.

"Heh, who do you think you are?" Jin Zixin snorted coldly and flew towards the person opposite him. The sword in his hand fluttered and emitted bursts of sword energy.

"Of course, it's someone you can't compare to." Zimu gently dodged the sword that Jin Zixuan stabbed at him, and didn't even summon the Nanming Sword.

What everyone saw was Jin Zixin getting angrier and angrier, while Zimu just avoided her.

Jin Zixin's voice was filled with anger and humiliation: "You, you look down on me?"

"Didn't you ask me to teach you? This is teaching." Zimu's tone was flat and indifferent, as if he was teaching an ignorant child.

"You are simply, simply..." not worthy of Zewu Jun.

Zimu sneered, and a burst of spiritual power hit Jin Zixin, pushing her seven or eight meters out of the ring. "I have finished my instruction, no need to thank me."

The girls from noble families around looked at each other without saying a word, even the two young girls from noble families who followed Jin Zixin at the beginning did not speak.

After the dinner, Lan Xichen came to Jiang's guesthouse with ease and found that Zimu was already waiting for him.

"Zi Mu didn't even need a sword, and he defeated the Jin family's female cultivator with one move, which was quite a sight, but why do you still look unhappy?"

"My fame cannot compare to Zewu Jun's handsome appearance, amazing talent, and flirting with women."

Lan Xichen laughed, took two steps forward, lowered his head slightly, and looked directly into Zimu's eyes. He was inexplicably happy: "Zimu, are you jealous?"

"Guess." Zimu's tone was filled with a hint of mischief and stubbornness.

"That's jealousy. Usually I'm the one who's jealous."

"What are you jealous of?"

"My Zimu is so good. Everyone around you likes you, so I am naturally jealous." Lan Xichen's words were full of gentle jealousy. His eyes were fixed on Zimu, as if she was the most precious treasure in the world.

"Lan Xichen, have you been possessed?"

Zimu raised her chin slightly, with a hint of doubt and ridicule in her eyes. She really couldn't imagine that the usually gentle Lan Xichen would say such a thing.

“I don’t know that female cultivator.” Lan Xichen explained with a sigh. He didn’t want Zimu to have any misunderstandings.

"I know." Zimu nodded gently, a smile flashed in her eyes.