Lin Yuzhi glanced at all the books on the table. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Are there no books about the princess and the prime minister?"

"No, no, who wants to see that?"

Lin Yuzhi said: "Since no one has written it, how do you know that no one has read it?"

The boss laughed and said, "My dear, have you ever eaten pork but seen a pig run? It would be strange if someone was watching."

As he was laughing, he found that Lin Yuzhi stopped talking and exuded a faint aura of suspicion. It seemed that he did not agree with what he said and was not very satisfied with the scripts he took out.

The boss realized something and asked tentatively, "My dear customer, you don't want to buy the princess and the prime minister's storybook, do you? Excuse me, your hobby is really a bit strange."

Lin Yuzhi: ...

"Except for these three, pack up the rest."

The boss' eyes lit up. The price of the books was not cheap. He had met an important customer. Although this important customer had a bit of weird hobby and did not want the three most popular books.

At this time, the boss remembered something and said mysteriously, "Since you bought so many, I will give you two more books of strange stories that I have kept in the bottom of the box. I won't tell anyone else about it. I'll go get them for you right away."

Lin Yuzhi did not refuse when he heard this. Since it was a hidden treasure, it must be a good storybook. He had also heard Liuchun read strange stories in the courtyard, so the princess would naturally like it.

After a while, the boss came back. He packed up the two gift storybooks that had been hidden in the bottom of the box and handed them to Lin Yuzhi.

“Come back next time!”

Lin Yuzhi returned to the office with a heavy letter in his hand.

Wen Yu had already washed up and was leaning on the bed. Next to her was the melon seeds that Ning Xuanyan had peeled earlier, and she was eating them casually.

If Ning Xuanyan knew that Wen Yu had eaten it, he would surely feel less depressed, but he would still have to say something sarcastic: "I was just playing with you, how can you eat it?"

There was a knock on the door. Liuchun opened it a crack and saw Lin Yuzhi standing at the door with a script in his hand.

She welcomed him in: "The Prime Minister has just returned. The princess has just finished washing up and is waiting for your script."

Lin Yuzhi placed the storybook on the table and subconsciously glanced towards the screen, but the bed was completely blocked by the screen and he could not see anything.

He said, "Princess, these are the most popular novels these days."

Wen Yu's lazy voice came from behind the screen: "Liu Chun, just pick one."

Upon hearing this, Liu Chun took the top book, walked around the screen, went to the bed, and handed it to Wen Yu.

Wen Yu took the book. The title of the book was "The Search for Fragrance".

She flipped through it casually, and after reading just two lines she felt something was wrong. She sat up slightly straighter, and suddenly went from being lazy and sluggish to being extremely alert.

His eyes widened a lot.

Liu Chun noticed Wen Yu's reaction and asked in confusion: "Princess, is this story so exciting?"

After all, although the princess loves to read and listen to storybooks on weekdays, she looks very calm most of the time, as if she knows the plots of these stories well.

Sometimes, before she even read a certain part, the princess had already guessed what would happen next.

I have never seen such a reaction from the princess.

Wen Yu turned another page, shook her finger, and asked in surprise, "Where did Lin Yuzhi, this living father, buy this thing from?"

This directly took her from the clear water area to the hot and harmonious oral area.

And Lin Yuzhi outside the screen: ...

Alive...Dad?

He vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"Princess, what's wrong with the storybook?"

Wen Yu was surprised: "Huh? Why are you still here?"

Lin Yuzhi: ...

"The princess didn't ask me to leave, so I didn't dare to leave without permission."

He asked again, "Princess, what's wrong with the story?"

Wen Yu stared at the storybook without blinking and turned another page: "No, there is nothing wrong, absolutely everything."

Lin Yuzhi paused for a moment and asked, "What does the princess mean by 'living father'?"

The five words "Living Father Lin Yuzhi" still made him concerned.

Wen Yu said casually: "It means that you are like a living father, with a fatherly love as strong as a mountain."

Lin Yuzhi: ...

His indifferent expression changed slightly, and suddenly became a little gloomy.

Father’s love is like a mountain?

His love for the princess was not that of a father.

Lin Yuzhi slowly clenched his fists.

"Princess, aren't my words and actions clear enough to you? I thought that day in the cold spring pool, you already understood my determination."

Wen Yu:?

She slowly put down the book, got off the bed, and poked her bare-faced face out from behind the screen: "What are you talking about?"

When Lin Yuzhi saw Wen Yu, his eyes moved. He saw the half-exposed white shoulder behind the screen and quickly looked away out of pain.

In fact, that day in the cold spring pool, he saw the scene of the princess and Ning Xuanyan painting, and he also saw the princess entangled with him in the pool with lust on her face.

But at this moment they were so close that there was nowhere for him to look except at a shoulder behind the screen.

"Princess……"

Wen Yu: "What were you just chattering about?"

Lin Yuzhi: ...

He turned his gaze back, staring at Wen Yu's plain face, and said word by word: "I do not have a fatherly love for the princess."

Wen Yu: ...

She raised her eyebrows: "You are so interesting when you are serious."

It reminded her of Lu Ren who treated virgin boys as eunuchs.

Lin Yuzhi: ...

Liu Chun couldn't help but covered his mouth and laughed: "Prime Minister, it would be easier for you to understand if you regard your living father as your living ancestor."

Lin Yuzhi: ...

He moved his fingertips as if nothing had happened, and nodded nonchalantly: "I see."

Wen Yu lay back down on the bed.

Lin Yuzhi's eyes fell on the table and he picked up the two books on the top shelf. These two books were what the bookstore owner called the best-sellers, and they were stories of strange tales.

The princess said he was her living father after seeing the treasure in the bottom of the box.

The title of this book is "Dream of Gold Inlaid with Jade", a very normal name.

Lin Yuzhi turned a page with his slender fingertips and his eyes fell on it.

In less than ten counts, Lin Yuzhi's fingertips paused slightly, and a strange look flashed across his calm face.

After just one page, he was able to determine what book it was.

There was a stern look in his eyes, and he threw the filthy thing away.

The thing the shop owner mentioned as the bottom of the box turned out to be this kind of thing!

He actually bought this kind of thing for the princess!