Chapter 1: A 50-cent Coin Triggered Time Travel
"Sir, would you like to buy some storybooks? They're very exciting!"
There was a small bookstall on the side of the street. A handsome young man in black was sitting on a small stool, holding a book called "The Charming Widow, General, Don't Love Me Too Much" and introducing it with a smile.
Across from him, the scholar in white took the book and flipped through it, his face immediately flushing with shame:
"In broad daylight, in the open, you dare to openly sell such pornographic books on the street. It's totally disgraceful!"
“Hey~”
The young man in black slowly raised his buttocks, stood up and moved closer to him:
"As the old saying goes, 'Food, sex, and nature are all part of human nature.' There's nothing shameful about the relationship between men and women. Sir, please buy a copy and take it home to enjoy it with me. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
The scholar in white smacked his lips, looked at the people around him, and finally shook his head, waving his folding fan and preparing to leave.
"Hey, don't go!"
The young man in black rolled his eyes, grabbed his sleeve, came over and covered his hands with his hands and whispered:
"Please rest assured, sir. All transactions at my stall are private. No one else will know about it! Look, this book 'Beautiful Corpse' is even better than the previous one. It tells the story of a princess of a fallen country who was first raped to death by the enemy army, then her body was abandoned in the wilderness, and finally she was seen by passers-by. With the accumulation of resentment, she finally became a beautiful corpse and raped and killed the men who hurt her..."
"Is it so bloody?"
When the scholar heard this, his mouth opened as if he could swallow a big watermelon.
"Yeah! Not only is the plot bloody, but the process is also extremely detailed and erotic!"
The young man in black raised an eyebrow. "I see you really want it, so today I'll make an exception and give you a buy one get one free deal. I'll only charge you ten taels for both. How do you think?"
"Ten taels? I work at the most prestigious Qingfeng Academy in Sifang City, and my monthly salary is only eight taels. How dare you ask for such a high price for these two crappy books? Are you trying to empty my wallet?"
Seeing that the scholar was a little angry, the young man in black immediately stopped smiling and took the book back.
"This is a limited edition, if you don't want to buy it, forget it!"
"Hey, wait!"
The scholar looked around and confirmed that there was no one he knew. Then he sighed and took the money bag and placed it in his hand. "Ten taels is ten taels. Please keep it a secret, boss."
"Okay!"
The young man in black once again put on his professional fake smile, took the purse and handed over the book.
"If you like it, come again!"
After seeing the customer off, Shen Yue raised his hand and touched his non-existent beard, a satisfied smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
Sitting back on the small stool, she began to organize the remaining storybooks. While organizing, she was thinking that she should be able to open one more order before the curfew of the palace.
While she is busy, let's introduce some of the characters.
Chen Yue, 21 years old, female, likes men (and they have to be handsome), and also likes to read various novels and animations, such as 1v1 and 1vN.
In terms of career, her main job is a writer for Tomato Novel Network, and her side job is a mercenary for GSK in Country E. The reason she has a side job is that her royalties are not enough to support her life.
Three months ago, she returned home with 500,000 yuan in extra money. She excitedly took out her laptop and opened the Tomato Novel Network, but she died suddenly after seeing the big words "Yesterday's profit: 0.5 yuan".
That's right, she was pissed to death.
When she woke up again, she traveled to the Daqi Dynasty.
The original owner was also called Shen Yue, 17 years old, and had a dual identity at such a young age.
On the surface, she is a small shadow guard disguised as a man under King Cheng's command, but in reality she is a spy sent by the famous assassination organization in the world - the Nether Palace.
But this is not important to Shen Yue. What is important is that she wants to pick up her pen and return to her old profession to avenge the shame of her previous life!
So, she took advantage of the time she had to slack off on weekdays to learn traditional Chinese characters, and also wrote some storybooks whenever she had the chance, which she sold on her days off.
Since ordinary vernacular novels couldn't sell, she would rewrite erotic novels. After all, this was ancient times and there was no strict review mechanism like that of Tomato.com.
As expected, those well-dressed and eloquent scholars sneered at first after seeing these books, but soon their faces turned red, their hearts began to beat fast, and their noses bled, and they all took out silver coins to pay for them.
Looking at the bulging wallet in front of her, Shen Yue couldn't help but sigh: No matter in ancient times or modern times, H will always be a classic!
She chuckled and was about to put her purse away, but was suddenly grabbed by a rough hand:
"Forty-nine, you really make it hard for me to find you!"
Forty-nine was the original owner’s code name in the Netherworld Palace.
In the original owner's memory, the Nether Palace never treated them as human beings.
Regardless of whether they had done anything wrong or not, they were whipped and kicked every day, doused with hot water in the summer and cold water in the winter, and honey was smeared on the wounds on their bodies to attract ants to bite them.
During those years, she never had a full meal even if it was rotten rice.
Because of this, the original owner died of...stuffed to death on the first day he arrived at the palace.
Thinking of this, Shen Yue finally understood why she was transported to the original owner's body.
One died of anger, the other died of stuffing.
The Sleeping Dragon and the Phoenix Chick will eventually meet.
"Forty-nine, three months. Have you found that thing?"
The cold male voice brought Shen Yue back to her senses.
She raised her eyelids, looked at the pockmarked face of Codename Six, and said with a playful smile:
"Sixth brother, Prince Cheng's mansion is so huge, the structure of the houses is so complicated, like a maze, and the guards are so strict, it's really difficult for me to start..."
When she said this, she pouted her lips and her big watery eyes twinkled, full of innocence, without a trace of scheming.
No way!
On the second day after arriving at the palace, she had a thorough understanding of the entire structure.
She knew exactly where the secret rooms and secret passages were, who had pornographic pictures hidden under their pillows, and who had piles of unwashed underwear.
The reason she didn't follow the instructions to find the brocade box was simply because she didn't want to.
She, Chen Yue, can work for others, but she will never work for the Netherworld Palace, where people are eaten without leaving any bones, work without wages, and do not have holidays or let people eat enough!
"How about Sixth Brother give me a few more days?" She said, blinking her peach blossom eyes and flirting with Codename Six.
Seeing this, Code Six narrowed his already small eyes slightly and looked over her without any scruples.
He licked his shiny lips. "Forty-nine, you used to dress so slovenly, but now Sixth Brother has discovered that you are actually quite pretty. It's not impossible to give you a few days. There's still more than an hour left before the palace's curfew, so it's enough time to do anything. What do you say?"
"Oh, sure!"
Shen Yue curved her eyebrows, smiled like a flower, gently pinched the sleeve of Codename Six, pulled him into the alley beside, and held him.
"Little sister is so proactive?"
A lewd smile flashed in Code Six's eyes, and he pouted his greasy sausage mouth, ready to move forward.
Suddenly, a cold chill hit me.
A modified three-edged special combat knife had been quietly placed on the carotid artery on the side of his neck!
"Sixth Brother, Sixth Brother, I remember the last time you bullied Eighty-three, you walked out of the room with your trousers in your hands before even a cup of tea had passed. And today you're still so brazen as to say you'll only take an hour. Aren't you afraid of making people laugh?"
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