Jiang Shi looked at the girl's nervous and anxious look, sighed in his heart, but he couldn't bear it anymore, so he said, "In that case, please help me find a storybook that I can read."

"Yeah." She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help wiping the sweat from her forehead. It was a close call, she almost got embarrassed.

The content of the script in her hand was too straightforward and explosive. If Jiang Shi saw it, her image as a lady from a noble family would be completely ruined. How would she face him in the future?

So she must not let Jiang Shi see it, she has to hide it.

Yu Tanqi secretly warned herself that she was too careless today and must not do that next time.

The next day, she asked Taohua to take her servants out to buy the storybooks that the man liked to read. After Taohua bought them, she read a few of them herself for the sake of caution. She found that they were all about foxes and female ghosts, and there were a lot of erotic content. How could she let a young girl in her prime read these?

Jiang Shi is only eighteen years old this year and has not yet officially taken the imperial examination. He cannot be tempted by these stories.

Yu Tanqi felt that she had worried a lot about Jiang Shi's healthy growth, so she decided to write a storybook by hand for Jiang Shi to read.

She has read a lot of novels for men and women in the 21st century. Although she has never written one herself, it should not be a problem for her to copy one according to her memory, right?

She didn't sell it, but just showed it to Jiang Shi, saying that it was just a novelty book.

So Yu Tanqi picked up the brush and began to write the storybook.

Fortunately, she has written many letters in the past year, and her handwriting is still beautiful and elegant, not the crappy handwriting that is unbearable to read.

It’s just that calligraphy is difficult to write, so she wrote very slowly. It took her nearly two hours in the morning to write only 4,000 words.

How can a male-oriented novel with only 4,000 words be enough to read?

She could only skip meals and continue writing. By the time she returned home in the evening, she had only managed to write 10,000 words.

These ten thousand words could not be shown directly to Jiang Shi, because they were not in the form of a storybook but of paper, and the handwriting was too obvious. It would be difficult for her to explain if Jiang Shi asked her.

Yu Tanqi's hands and shoulders were extremely tired, and he was very hungry. He suddenly felt that his idea was a bit stupid.

Jiang Shi said that if he wanted to read a storybook, she would write it for him. Couldn't she just dictate it to him?

Yu Tanqi held his forehead with his hands, frowning, and was about to cry because of his own stupidity.

Jiang Shi looked at the girl's miserable appearance, sighed softly, and couldn't help asking, "What did Tan Qi do at home today?"

He would ask this question every day.

Yu Tanqi said weakly, "It's just like usual, I didn't do anything."

Jiang Shi pursed his lips slightly, then suddenly reached out and gently grasped her right elbow, squeezing it slightly. She subconsciously hissed at the sudden pain.

"What are you doing?" She frowned and looked at him with some displeasure.

Jiang Shi still held her arm tightly, and began to knead her arm with his slender jade-like fingers. His voice was a little low: "You have been writing a story book all day and didn't even eat. You are tired and hungry. You still want to hide it from me. What do you want to do?"

"How do you know?" She widened her eyes in surprise.

"If you don't eat, Grandma Gao will be worried about you and will naturally tell me." He sighed softly, and his narrow, ink-black eyes looked at her seriously and intently, and her appearance at the moment was clearly reflected in his pupils.

"Tan Qi, I don't want to read any storybooks. I just want you to eat well and not starve yourself. It's not good for your health. Do you understand?"