A few breaths later, the elders who had been thinking "better to die than to die" quickly took a few steps to create some distance. Sang San Niang cursed inwardly, then slowly turned around and bowed to wait.

Once only Dongfang Bubai and Sang San Niang remained in the main hall, Dongfang Bubai suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the long red cloths hanging on both sides of the golden throne.

With a burst of true energy, a piece of the long red cloth was instantly cut off and then sucked into Dongfang Bubai's hand.

After wrapping the manuscript in red cloth, Dongfang Bubai threw it to Sang Sanniang.

After Sang San Niang took the wrapped manuscript, Dongfang Bubai said, "You should now set off at full speed to Yushui City and deliver this to Chu Qinghe."

Hearing Dongfang Bubai's instructions, Sang San Niang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just as Sang San Niang was bowing and preparing to leave, Dongfang Bubai suddenly spoke up: "Remember, you are not allowed to force your way into Chu Qinghe's courtyard, and you are not allowed to use any martial arts against the people in that courtyard."

Although she didn't understand why Dongfang Bubai would make such a request, Sang San Niang quickly agreed.

Only then did Dongfang Bubai wave his hand lightly.

After Sang San Niang left, thinking about Yao Yue's reaction after reading the manuscript, Dongfang Bubai's lips curled into a smile.

My mood inexplicably improved.

In the afternoon, after finishing his meal, Chu Qinghe got up, stretched a little, greeted the three women including Yaoyue, and then walked outside.

As Chu Qinghe walked out of the courtyard, he noticed a pair of eyes staring intently at his back from the kitchen doorway.

Only after hearing the sounds of the door opening and closing did Qu Feiyan return to Yaoyue and Xiao Zhao's side.

After quickly washing the dishes, Qu Feiyan was the first to rush out of the kitchen.

When Yaoyue and Xiaozhao came out, they saw Qu Feiyan walking out while stuffing some manuscripts into her bosom.

After stuffing all the manuscripts into her bosom, Qu Feiyan circulated her inner energy and leaped into the air, moving towards the entrance of the inner courtyard.

However, while Qu Feiyan's body was still in the air, a special suction force came, causing Qu Feiyan's body to pause for a moment before being pulled directly to Yaoyue's side.

This familiar feeling made Qu Feiyan immediately look at Yaoyue beside her.

After glancing at Qu Feiyan's clothes, Yaoyue asked, "Why are you taking this out?"

Upon hearing this, Qu Feiyan chuckled and said, "I just think that your story is too tragic. I want to take it to a bookstore in the city and have the owner print and sell it so that more people can read it."

Seeing the cunning glint in Qu Feiyan's eyes, Yaoyue knew perfectly well what Qu Feiyan was thinking.

But he wanted to spread the sorrow brought by Chu Qinghe's story to millions of families.

Qu Feiyan was excited at this moment. After explaining the reason for going out, she proudly said, "I have already thought of the name for the story you write, Young Master. It will be called 'Heartbreaker'."

"Heartbreaker?"

Hearing the strange name Qu Feiyan gave Chu Qinghe, Yaoyue looked puzzled.

But then he immediately remembered those words, which were mentioned in Chu Qinghe's story.

Then, thinking of Chu Qinghe's handsome face, Yaoyue nodded and said, "He is indeed as good as his name suggests."

After understanding Qu Feiyan's intention, Yaoyue's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

This story was written by Yaoyue after she gave Chu Qinghe a topic. Although Yaoyue was not very satisfied with the tragic plot in the second half of the story, it did not diminish her appreciation for it.

For Yaoyue, sharing her own things with others without reason is something she dislikes.

But just then, looking at Qu Feiyan's eyes, which were still a little swollen from tossing and turning dozens of times that morning, Yaoyue had a flash of inspiration.

Then, with a slight lift of the palm, the five fingers formed a claw.

The instant the true energy fluctuations flashed, a suction force pulled the manuscripts in Qu Feiyan's arms into Yaoyue's hands.

"I'll go!"

Seeing that Yaoyue was actually willing to go to the bookstore, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but show some doubt on her face.

But it wasn't a big deal in itself, and since Yaoyue was willing, Qu Feiyan naturally wouldn't mind.

He immediately nodded in acknowledgment.

Then, holding the manuscript of the storybook, Yaoyue's body floated away like a kite, seemingly slow but actually extremely fast.

However, he disappeared from the two women's sight in the blink of an eye.

However, after Yaoyue left Chu Qinghe's courtyard, she did not go to the bookstores in the city that sold storybooks, but instead went to the south of the city.

After waiting for a dozen or so breaths, more than ten disciples of the Yihua Palace quickly moved from a distance and knelt on one knee when they were about three steps away from Yaoyue.

"Grand Palace Master!"

Facing the dozen or so disciples of the Yihua Palace, Yaoyue raised her hand and threw the manuscript in her hand at the leading disciple of the Yihua Palace who was hovering in front of him.

At the same time, Yaoyue's cool and aloof voice slowly rang out.

"You all copy down the contents of this manuscript together, then go to the bookstore in this city and have the book quickly printed and sold to various places. At the same time, send a copy of the book to Dongfang Bubai at Blackwood Cliff and say that it is a gift from me."

It has to be said that people do develop a certain tacit understanding when they spend a lot of time together.

Just like Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue at this moment.

Their thoughts and actions were inexplicably similar.

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