I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

On Mingyue Peak, the snow is covering the ground. The forest that was once lush and green is still verdant, but it is bent by the layers of snow.

On the snow, little red lanterns are hung high, like bright red persimmons hanging on branches, with white set off by red, creating a unique beauty.

Today is New Year's Eve.

When returning to the sect, Song Mingyue gently and specifically instructed them to go to Mingyue Peak for dinner today.

Gu Ning came out of his little house, stretched lazily, and then walked towards Mingyue Peak with light steps.

The wind and snow were blowing. Gu Ning created a spiritual barrier for herself. The inside of the barrier was warm as spring. The blowing snow could not even wet her trouser legs, shoes and socks.

"Little Senior Sister, Happy New Year's Eve."

"Little Senior Sister, Happy New Year's Eve."

On the way, the disciples of Mingyue Sect were all in high spirits. They walked out of the mountain in groups of two or three, with smiles on their faces.

"Happy New Year's Eve." Gu Ning had a smile on his face, but his pace quickened a lot. Under the enthusiastic greetings of the disciples, it was as if he was on a Hot Wheels, like a cool breeze passing by.

"That's Junior Sister Gu Ning, how can she run so fast?" a disciple wondered.

"I'm afraid I got up late." Her companion tickled her with a smile, "You are the same, what time did you say, what time did you get up, what time is it now..."

"Oh, dear sister, please spare me. It's just the right time to go down the mountain now. The mutton soup pot at the foot of the mountain has just been heated up." The two little girls talked and laughed as they went out of the mountain.

Gu Ning listened to this with great concentration, and as soon as he saw Ye Xiaoshu, he immediately complained, "Third Senior Sister, I have never seen such warm and lovely junior brothers and sisters, it's terrible."

Ye Xiaoshu looked like an experienced person and tapped Gu Ning's forehead. "I told you to come early. Do you think I don't want to sleep until I wake up naturally?"

Of course it’s because I don’t want to greet them one by one.

Gu Ning nodded in agreement, "Indeed, the disciples I met at this mealtime are too happy."

Ye Shuming entered the house carrying a few jars of wine, "Yes, I was almost kidnapped to drink at the foot of the mountain last year."

He said with a serious look, "Normally when they see me, they are all very respectful. How dare they just pull my clothes and try to take me away?"

Gu Ning laughed, "Then are there any little girls throwing flowers at you?"

"That's right!" Ye Shuming's eyes widened. "This has always been a treatment that only the eldest brother can enjoy. The first time I encountered this, I almost beat up the girl who sent the flowers..."

Ye Xiaoshu held his forehead with his hand. Gu Ning was shocked. "Why?"

“I thought they were sick.”

Gu Ning: Well, Second Brother is really a fool. A young girl’s love affair is useless to him.

"Since then, have any girls sent you flowers?" Ye Xiaoshu rolled his eyes and Ye Shuming scratched his head in confusion.

As he was speaking, Meng Jia stepped into the room with a handful of flowers in her hands, "Come and help."

The flowers were so numerous that Meng Jia could hardly see the end. He felt as if he was wrapped in the flowers.

Ye Xiaoshu raised his hand and made a gesture, and the flowers jumped off Meng Jia's body in an orderly manner. Then, under Ye Xiaoshu's light and elegant guidance, the flowers fell into the empty vase one by one.

Immediately, a soft and sweet scent filled the slightly flimsy Mingyue Palace.

Gu Ning raised an eyebrow. This familiar look on his face was not the first time.

"The flowers brought by Senior Brother are still the best." Ye Xiaoshu rarely showed a mischievous smile and briefly stuck out his tongue. "Next year, it will still be Senior Brother's business."

Meng Jia smiled helplessly, "It's like this every year, Xiaoshu, you are really cruel."

During the New Year holidays, all worries are left behind and everyone is smiling.

"Where's Master? Why hasn't he come yet?" Gu Ning looked towards the door.

"He has to deal with the elders before he can come here. Let's drink first."

Ye Shuming opened the wine jar in a heroic manner, and the aroma of spiritual wine immediately hit him in the face. "Junior sister, this is the spiritual wine brewed by Elder Wu using the spiritual fruits from the back mountain. It's not intoxicating, but you are still young, so you should drink less."

As he spoke, he pulled out a palm-sized bowl from behind him like a magician, and poured out the entire bowl with a "gulp", and then handed it to Gu Ning with great pride, "Hey, you can only drink from this small bowl."

Gu Ning stared at the "small bowl" in front of him in amazement and swallowed his saliva. No, whose small bowl is bigger than a face plate?

Under Gu Ning's surprised gaze, Ye Shuming took out three basins one by one from the stacked basins nearby and filled them all up.

Gu Ning looked at the big basin, then at his own small bowl, and understood.

"Cheers!" The four of them sat in a circle. The dishes on the table were unusually sumptuous. Gu Ning drank the least but also drank the fastest. He was the first to reach out and tear off a chicken leg.

"Hey, hey, hey, little junior sister is so unkind!" Ye Shuming yelled, and hurriedly pulled the other chicken leg. After pulling it down, he carefully looked at Ye Xiaoshu's face, then put it into his mouth with a smile on his face.

After three rounds of drinks, everyone was a little drunk and started chatting while leaning against the table in an untidy sitting position.

The red plum blossoms were bright and the jade vase was thin and light. Gu Ning plucked one, moved to her side under Ye Xiaoshu's puzzled gaze, and raised his hand to pin it in her hair.

"People are more delicate than flowers."

"Junior Sister!" Ye Xiaoshu's face quickly turned slightly red, but he gently raised his hand and touched Gu Ning with a silly smile.

"It looks good. My sister looks good in the hairpin." Ye Shuming held his chin with both hands and said to Meng Jia, "Isn't it, senior brother?"

Meng Jia nodded gently, "Our Xiao Shu is pretty."

Ye Xiaoshu's face turned red, but he was very happy in his heart.

"A cultivator must be diligent and simple."

Deep in his memory, the man pulled out the peach blossom in the little girl's hair, and said seriously, "Xiao Shu, you are the future of our Ye family, how can you indulge in these unnecessary things?"

"But...but they all have hairpins with flowers..."

"Xiao Shu!" the man said softly, "Will your father harm you? Indulging in beauty will only lead to your downfall. How can you be distracted on the path of cultivation?"

Little girl Ye tilted her head slightly, forced back the tears in her eyes, and replied softly, "Okay, I understand."

Pulling away from the unpleasant memories, Ye Xiaoshu raised his head and took a sip of wine, forcing back the tears in his eyes, "Thank you, Junior Sister. I will save this red plum and make a spiritual flower hairpin tomorrow."

She let out a breath, and the restraints on her body seemed to loosen a little.

Gu Ning calmly exchanged glances with Meng Jia and Ye Shuming. Relying on his young age, he plucked another red plum and gave it to Ye Xiaoshu, "That's right, our Xiaoshu will definitely be a famous beauty in the future, with high spiritual power and beautiful complexion. Let them be jealous."

"Hahaha..." There was a burst of laughter in the room. Ye Xiaoshu tapped Gu Ning's forehead and said, "You little girl, you are so naughty at such a young age..."

"Third Senior Sister." Gu Ning suddenly sat up straight, his expression focused, "You can definitely do it. You must be the most beautiful and noble flower."

Never get stepped on, fall into the mud, never.

Absolutely not allowed.

"What are you talking about? It's so lively." Song Mingyue leaned against the door, looked at his outstanding disciples, and stroked his beard.