After thinking for a while, Xia Qingchen came to the guard and took out the letter: "I have a letter for Miss Yun, can you deliver it to me?"
Linlang Island is such a treasured land for cultivation, so he has no time to waste on sending messages.
"Where is this prodigal son from? He doesn't understand the rules." The guard looked sideways at him, his words showing no trace of contempt.
Another guard held a nirvana and drove away: "If everyone's letters can be handed over, why do they still have to queue up?"
Even the guards have no right to enter or leave the villa area at will.
It is impossible to attract Yun Huaxin's attention by writing a love letter. The only way is to line up obediently and get the chance to meet Yun Huaxin.
Xia Qingchen frowned slightly. He thought it would be an easy task, but he didn't expect that there would be some trouble.
He took back the letter and prepared to make plans another day.
"Everyone is dispersed. Don't gather here without a silver pass." The guard shouted to disperse the crowd who refused to leave.
Um?
Xia Qingchen's heart moved and she immediately stepped forward: "I want to come in."
"Hey! What you just said was a waste of words?" The guard bared his teeth. Even newcomers should be able to understand human speech, right?
Why doesn't this new disciple understand what he means?
"Miss Yun's quota of guests summoned today is full. Do you want me to repeat the same thing again?" The guard held the nirvana and looked like he would beat people if he made trouble again.
Xia Qingchen's sleeves shook slightly, and the golden pass fell out of his sleeves, revealing half of it and flashing it in front of the guard.
The latter's ferocious expression suddenly faded under the golden light, and was replaced by solemnity. He immediately bowed and clasped his fists, then quickly came to the entrance and opened the giant copper door: "Your Majesty, please."
He had a smile on his face, and his attitude was completely different from before.
Xia Qingchen paused, then looked back and said, "Mingzhu, Linglong, look for a place to stay and wait for me. Come back as soon as possible."
Yue Mingzhu hugged Linglong's arm, turned around and walked to the outside. Before leaving, she seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Controll it, okay?"
Xia Qingchen smiled bitterly: "I'm just sending a letter, I won't be confused by it."
No matter how beautiful Yun Hua's heart is, it's hard to win his heart.
"I mean, don't be too good, lest you capture the heart of another innocent girl." Yue Mingzhu covered her mouth and giggled, her voice as beautiful as the morning breeze blowing silver bells.
Xia Qingchen was surprised, then smiled and shook his head, walking into the manor villa area.
Under the guidance of the guard, Xia Qingchen walked alone to a manor in front of a mountainside.
The garden has a quiet environment, an elegant layout, and the servants who come in and out are all very well-educated.
It can be seen that the owner of the manor is a person who attaches great importance to the quality of life.
Before his death, Xia Qingchen said to the servant who was waiting at the door: "Is Miss Yun here? I'm Xia Qingchen. I would like to visit you. Please let me know."
The servant was extremely polite: "Sir, I'm very sorry. Miss Yun only has ten guests to meet today. You can come back another day."
Xia Qingchen ran out of patience.
He is not a slut, he just wants to send a letter.
When he comes to the door, he is not allowed in?
"Please pass this letter on." Xia Qingchen took out the letter with an expressionless expression and placed it on the stone platform in front of the door.
However, just as he was about to put it down, a helpless sigh came from the manor: "Since we are all here, let's make an exception and come in."
The sighing sound is as soft as the spring breeze, making people feel numb. They can't help but imagine what kind of dignified and beautiful woman the owner of the sound is.
"Sir, the lady has spoken, please." The servant changed his attitude.
Xia Qingchen thought for a while, but managed to endure it and took back the letter.
It would be best if the letter Tianhenchen personally entrusted could be delivered to the other party in person.
After entering, he discovered ten young men standing silently in the front yard.
They were all suitors who came to visit Yun Huaxin, one of whom Xia Qingchen had met not long ago.
That is, the son of Beiyuan Sword Lord.
He stood alone in the center of the front yard, with his hands behind his back and his head raised to the sky. The young people nearby were humble and kept a considerable distance.
They naturally heard Yun Hua Xin's voice, so they collectively watched Xia Qingchen enter.
Most people expressed curiosity as to why Yun Huaxin was full of ten people, and the guards outside would let people in.
The son of Beiyuan Sword Master opened his eyelids, glanced at Xia Qingchen with an expressionless expression, and then looked back silently, not taking Xia Qingchen seriously at all.
"Young masters, as per past practice, only one of you can stay today to enjoy the scented tea with the lady." A well-dressed maid said with a warm smile.
According to the past rules, the ten people who came to visit had to go through various inspections, and the final winner could stay to sip tea and discuss Taoism with Yun Huaxin.
The rest can only come back tomorrow.
"If Miss Yun encounters any problems today, just come over here." The son of Beiyuan Sword Master said in an arrogant manner.
The maid nodded and smiled: "There are three levels today."
"The first level is that those with poor appearance and clothing will not be allowed to see each other." The maidservant smiled as before, but her posture was so high that it was intimidating.
This was the first time Xia Qingchen heard that he was so picky and demanding when meeting someone.
After saying this, the others arranged their clothes one after another for fear of being eliminated.
The maid said: "Only five people can stay in the first level."
She glanced around and judged who should be eliminated based on their appearance and clothing.
Most of the young people present were mediocre in appearance, and even the sons of Beiyuan Sword Master were not above or below in terms of honor.
He has dark skin, wild hair, and is dressed casually.
If it were based solely on appearance and clothing, he would definitely be eliminated.
"You heard me? Get out of here!" The son of Beiyuan Sword Master snorted coldly, raised his left foot and stepped hard on the ground.
Spiritual energy from all directions gathered rapidly, forming a swirling rune beneath his feet.
As the soles of his feet stepped down, the runes dispersed, creating an astonishing gust of wind.
He remained motionless, but the people around him were unable to compete with the power of the earth-level martial arts of Beiyuan Sword Master's son, and they were all knocked around.
People are like this, let alone their hair and clothes.
Looking around, except for Xia Qingchen, who was not stained by dust, the others were all in a miserable state.
The maid sighed silently and whispered softly: "Every time I come here, I am so domineering."
Although she was not happy in her heart, she could only stick to the rules and point her fingers at the five most embarrassed people: "Five young masters, please come again tomorrow."
If they can still get a spot tomorrow.
In the end, there were five people left on the field, including Xia Qingchen and the son of Beiyuan Sword Master.
The maid smiled and said: "The second level is to listen to the piano. The one who correctly guesses what the lady is thinking will stay. Only two people will be left in this level."
After finishing speaking, a melodious piano sound came from the backyard.
Xia Qingchen's eyebrows were raised slightly, whether it's over or not!
This Yun Hua Xin overestimated himself so much that he created many complicated levels to embarrass his suitors.
As for the mood conveyed in the sound of the piano, I believe everyone present can feel it - boredom!
Who wouldn’t be bored when receiving guests day after day? (Updated at 12 noon tomorrow)