The next day.

As dusk settled, the snow that had fallen overnight once again blanketed the courtyard.

A quick glance revealed the entire courtyard to be a vast expanse of white.

If you step into this snow, you probably won't even be able to see your ankles.

At this moment, Yaoyue stood on a white rose, and her fur coat swayed as she circulated her true energy.

Coupled with Yaoyue's aloof temperament and stunningly beautiful face, even the flowers in the courtyard paled in comparison.

However, at this moment, as if sensing something, Yaoyue slowly opened her eyes, which had been lightly closed.

Then, amidst Yaoyue's confusion, as Qu Feiyan's room door opened, Qu Feiyan, pulling a worried Xiao Zhao along, actually went straight into Chu Qinghe's room.

Fifteen minutes later, accompanied by a "Holy crap!" sound, the sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground came from Chu Qinghe's room.

A moment later, in the courtyard, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao looked at Chu Qinghe with resentful expressions.

Both Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan were scratching their heads at that moment.

Seeing this, Chu Qinghe said irritably, "Don't look at me. Who told you two to stand by the bed so early in the morning and scare people like that? You should be glad that I only put a sleeping potion in your mouth, not poison. Otherwise, you would have vomited blood early in the morning and had to wash the sheets yourselves."

Just moments ago, Chu Qinghe had just woken up from a good sleep, but the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was that the two girls were standing motionless by his bed, staring at him.

Still half asleep and not fully conscious, the startled Chu Qinghe instinctively overdosed the medicine on the two of them without thinking.

As they fell to the ground, the two girls' heads also made intimate contact with the ground.

However, this wasn't the first time Qu Feiyan had sneaked into her room so early in the morning; she never expected that the once well-behaved Xiao Zhao had also gone astray.

Hearing Chu Qinghe's words, Qu Feiyan pouted and said, "We just want to wake Young Master up!"

Chu Qinghe sneered, "Don't give me that. I always wake up naturally. Do I need you to wake me up?"

Seeing that she couldn't fool Chu Qinghe, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but turn her gaze to Yaoyue, who had just sat down.

After thinking for a moment, Qu Feiyan jogged over and squatted down beside Yaoyue.

"Sister Yue, don't you want to see the sequel to yesterday's storybook?"

Hearing Qu Feiyan's words, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"I knew it!"

Just by sticking her bottom out, Chu Qinghe knew exactly what Qu Feiyan was thinking.

Given this girl's personality, what could possibly be causing her such concern besides the storybooks that dragged Xiao Zhao to her room so early in the morning?

Yaoyue herself was still upset about what happened in yesterday's story.

When it comes to storybooks, if you're really getting into it and then suddenly the sequel stops, it feels like a lump in your throat, like you can't swallow or breathe properly.

If Chu Qinghe hadn't finished writing, that would be one thing, but the fact that Chu Qinghe had clearly finished the manuscript, only to have it stolen by that shameless woman Dongfang Bubai right under her nose, was undoubtedly even more infuriating for Yaoyue.

Even Yaoyue was so angry last night that her chest felt bloated, and she didn't fall asleep until the latter half of the night.

Now that Qu Feiyan has brought up the topic again, Yaoyue doesn't ignore it as she usually does. Instead, she raises her beautiful eyes and looks at Chu Qinghe.

Feeling Yaoyue's gaze, Chu Qinghe said helplessly, "Didn't I already say? Even if it's rewritten, the content will probably be quite different; it won't be the same!"

At this moment, Qu Feiyan spoke up, "It's fine if we don't rewrite it, or why don't you write a new one, young master?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhao and Yao Yue's eyes lit up.

Seeing the three women so united, Chu Qinghe sighed and said, "You can write it after dinner, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Qu Feiyan happily ran to Chu Qinghe and massaged his shoulders.

Seeing Xiao Zhao just grinning foolishly and doing nothing, he quickly patted her on the shoulder.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhao belatedly realized what was happening and took out her small hands to massage Chu Qinghe's legs.

Faced with the two women's actions, Chu Qinghe gently shook his head.

What does it mean to be influenced by one's surroundings? This is it.

After breakfast, as Chu Qinghe entered the study, Yaoyue followed with two maids into the room.

As soon as Qu Feiyan finished grinding the brush, Xiao Zhao immediately picked up the brush and handed it to Chu Qinghe.

His eagerness made Chu Qinghe roll his eyes.

"Wait a moment."

However, just as Chu Qinghe accepted the calligraphy brush from Xiao Zhao, Yaoyue suddenly spoke.

Upon hearing the voice, Chu Qinghe looked at Yaoyue with a hint of confusion.

Yaoyue didn't say anything, but stepped forward and took the brush from Xiaozhao's hand.

After pondering for a moment, Yaoyue lightly dipped her brush in ink and took a piece of paper, outlining one dignified and clearly powerful character after another.

"Lord of the Palace, love me one more time."

Then, amidst Chu Qinghe's confusion, Yaoyue placed the paper back in front of him and handed him the pen.

"This is the name for the new storybook, go ahead and write it!"

"Um?"

Chu Qinghe was taken aback by Yaoyue's actions.

But he immediately understood what Yaoyue meant.

"Good heavens, this thing even has a proposition?"

Not to mention Chu Qinghe, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao were also dumbfounded after understanding Yaoyue's intentions.

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