Inside Tingyu Pavilion.
"Didn't Your Highness say you found the person behind Tingyu Pavilion?"
Last night.
Wen Yichu didn't even have time to put on his shoes before his good friend Ali pushed him off the bed. If he hadn't stopped in time, he probably would have rolled around a few more times.
I almost lost a lot of face.
Yan Li commented that human potential is indeed infinite.
After Wen Yichu left, Yan Li, who buried herself back under the covers, breathed a sigh of relief.
She thought this mission would be as easy as playing with a dog.
As a result, I almost turned into a dog myself.
Yan Li's original plan was to avoid the situation for a few days.
Unexpectedly, the next day, Wen Yichu seemed to have guessed her thoughts, sent her a letter of invitation, and invited her to a gathering at Tingyuxuan, saying that she had found out what she wanted to know.
Is Yan Li someone who compromises easily?
She is absolutely right.
In a private room on the second floor, Yan Li looked at Wen Yichu, who was standing silently in front of her, and felt that she had been deceived by the other party again.
"Your Highness?"
On the tea table were pastries specially provided by Tingyuxuan, as well as fruits that are usually available in ordinary teahouses.
He tapped the tea table lightly with one hand without making a sound, looked up at Yan Li in front of him, and smiled. "Don't rush, wait a little longer."
"The real show is about to begin."
Yan Li frowned slightly, not quite understanding the meaning behind Wen Yichu's words.
Just then, the sound of a door opening and closing came from next door.
Wen Yichu stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her to a bookshelf against the wall. She whispered, "Ali, when have I ever lied to you?"
As he spoke, he moved aside the clutter on the middle shelf of the bookshelf, then took out a long, cylindrical object and placed it in Yan Li's palm.
"The person you're looking for is inside this room."
Wen Yichu whispered in Yan Li's ear, then pointed to the thing in her hand, indicating that she should stick it on the wall.
The teahouse was owned by his two imperial brothers, but the stories were written by someone else.
This teahouse has been open in Chong'an for at least seven or eight years, but the person who wrote the book behind it has always kept it very well hidden.
It wasn't until recently, after she faced a life-or-death situation, that her true identity was revealed.
Upon hearing this, Yan Li didn't hesitate. She peered into the room opposite and saw two men and one woman.
The two men were dressed in fine brocade and silk, while the woman wore a coarse linen shirt, and even the hairpin in her hair was a casually carved piece of wood.
The people in the room opposite Yan Li were unaware that their meeting had been observed.
The two princes met again, each holding a stack of papers they had just written, and gazed at the woman before them, once again marveling at her talent.
Who would have thought that the person who wrote the story that would make Chong'an famous was just an ordinary kitchen maid?
And judging from the woman's age, she's not much older than them.
Gu Lingwei is now very grateful that she was able to live again after being drowned in that pool of water. When she first transmigrated into Yan Jingzhi's body, she thought she would be the chosen one, but she never expected that she would die so hastily.
However, she used the plot she knew and her photographic memory to get to know the two princes in front of her.
Originally, she planned to reveal her identity after she became famous, so as to slap those people in the face. However, she did not expect that her plan would almost benefit others.
I wonder if that person's body is the original, or if it's just a fitter like hers.
"I never expected you to be a woman." Fourth Prince Wen Beichen spoke first, sighing softly before staring intently at the person before him.
"To be able to write such a story, your life experiences must be quite extraordinary. I wonder what you plan to write about next?"
Gu Lingwei paused for a moment, swallowing the words that she was not the original author.
Looking at the two people waiting for her to continue, she said somewhat embarrassedly, "Actually, I came here this time because I was planning to stop writing."
"The ending of the previous book is all here."
"I suppose I've run out of ideas. I've been thinking about this for days but haven't come up with anything. Perhaps it's time for our collaboration to end."
Gu Lingwei has died twice, and now she has figured it out: fame and fortune are all too fake. Once she loses her identity, these things naturally disappear as well.
Power and status are ultimately nothing but an empty dream, like a fleeting dream in the Dream of the Red Chamber.
This time, she didn't even have a proper identity anymore; she was just an ordinary fire-starting maid.
Her only regret was that she was too hasty after pushing Yan Li into the water that day, otherwise she wouldn't have been pulled down by Yan Li and lost her life.
She almost killed the original female lead of this world.
Seemingly not expecting that Gu Lingwei had come to say goodbye, both princes were taken aback, staring at the manuscript in their hands, clearly not expecting that this would be their last collaboration.
"Ah Li, how is it?" Wen Yichu, who had also heard this, spoke up again, "I didn't lie to you."
Yan Li nodded slightly, recognizing the person inside—the outsider who liked to act innocent and naive.
Seeing that Yan Li did not react, Wen Yichu, driven by a murderous impulse, grabbed her chin, and after their eyes met, asked:
"Has Ali finally come up with a way to get rid of her this time?"
It was clearly murder, but to him it seemed as simple as slicing a watermelon.
However, Wen Yichu's words startled Yan Li, and she realized that Wen Yichu really knew something.
Yan Li's lips parted slightly, but before she could speak, Wen Yichu covered her mouth, saying, "Never mind, I suppose Ah Li can't say what I want to hear."
"Why don't I help Ah Li think about this carefully?" His expression was indifferent, but his eyes were unfathomable. "Ah Li, what do you think about locking her up like that other person?"
Yan Li thought to herself that this was indeed a good idea, that was what she was thinking too, but this method should not have come out of Wen Yichu's mouth.
Wen Yichu's smile deepened, a hint of unfathomable excitement in her eyes. "Ali, if we lock her up and don't let her die, she won't be able to possess another body, right?"
Yan Li nodded somewhat numbly, no longer denying it as desperately as she had yesterday.
At that moment, she had a gut feeling.
Perhaps the person Wen Yichu really wanted to imprison was someone else.
Wen Yichu looked at Yan Li, who seemed at a loss for words, and smiled faintly, saying...
"I have done Ah Li a great favor this time, just as we agreed. Ah Li, don't forget what you promised me."
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