"Will sending just a letter or a booklet be of any use?"
"nature."
"By the way, why didn't you deal with the female lead first?"
Di Xiu flicked his forehead with his finger: "You can't bear to let her live even a day?"
001 covered his forehead, revealing eighteen big white teeth: "Just curious."
"Because I'm not sure."
001 was taken aback. After assessing the strength of both sides, he realized that if Di Xiu didn't want to put the Wei family in danger prematurely, he would have to act secretly. But with his current strength, he couldn't move his divine sense or Wuji if he didn't want to cause chaos in the world. The original body of the 001 was also a weakling, only passable in riding and archery.
The female lead, on the other hand, has nothing to offer except for her looks, but in everything else, she is far superior to the prime minister's son.
Is this considered low difficulty?
"Little Xiu Xiu, don't you feel like this world is more difficult than the previous ones? This mission is so hard, it's like taking a vacation."
Rebellion again, and the female lead is being robbed again, ugh!
"Low risk level."
That's true. They just threw it into the beginning of the timeline. The original owner of this body was so reckless, yet she still managed to survive until the male and female leads got married under the protection of the Wei family.
But 001 quickly lost heart again, poking Di Xiu's shoulder and muttering, "You'd better hurry up, once Yan Ling comes back, Mu Ruoling will be even harder to deal with."
The female lead's brains seem to have all been transferred to the male lead. Although she is a bit smarter after her rebirth, her intelligence is still limited. She always tries to seize the initiative rather than foresee the future. In the timeline, she has repeatedly escaped danger and turned the tables on others, all thanks to Yan Ling providing information.
But now Di Xiu has an updated timeline, giving him a greater advantage than her.
Sigh, I hope Consort De, the Empress, and Xuan Yan won't disappoint them. If hatred and concern for the people can't overcome the heroine's halo, then it's better to overturn the chessboard as soon as possible.
"Don't rush me, the show has already begun."
The next day, after finishing his duties, Emperor Xiu went to Mingxianglou, a famous teahouse in Zhaodu, which is a national chain.
Su Wanrou had been waiting there for a long time. When she saw him arrive, her eyes were filled with joy and longing. Her gentle eyes were full of affection, and her tone was tender and affectionate: "Wei Lang."
She was born gentle and graceful, and looked very kind and approachable. She wore a frost-colored, waist-length ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) with a front opening. Her eyes and brows showed a hint of timidity, and she looked as delicate as a willow swaying in the breeze, making people want to cherish her.
Regardless of her outward appearance, she was clearly a capable person; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so unforgettable to Wei Zixiao in his first life, even though her opponent was the number one pretty face on the continent.
It's a pity that no amount of tricks can compare to the double halo of the male and female leads.
Emperor Xiu invited her to sit down, ordered a pot of Luzhou Liuan tea, and while waiting, dismissed everyone else, leaving only the door open.
"I wrote to you the other day about this matter. Has Su Erniang thought it through?"
Su Wanrou was taken aback. Looking closely, she felt that he seemed unusually cold today, with a slightly intimidating aura around him. His face was still the same, yet it felt strangely unfamiliar. She pressed her hand to her chest, feeling an inexplicable emptiness, as if she had lost something.
She pursed her lips, her eyebrows and eyes drooping, and whispered, "Does Wei Lang dislike me?"
What are your preferences?
Su Wanrou looked blank and subconsciously replied, "Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, needlework, and tea tasting."
Do you like it?
"Of course I like it." Even when Su Wanrou was anxious, her voice remained soft.
Di Xiu remained noncommittal, but continued, "Do you envy the eldest princess's willful actions?"
This sudden shift in topic caught Su Wanrou off guard, leaving her momentarily at a loss for words.
Subconsciously, she felt envious. The eldest princess was loved by her parents and, being a princess, had the right to be willful. After losing her mother, her father also became indifferent to her. If it weren't for the marriage to the Wei family, she would probably be worse off than her half-sisters.
The two remained silent for a long time. When the teahouse waiter brought tea, they felt the atmosphere was strange and quickened their pace as they left.
Di Xiu was about to pour tea when Su Wanrou beat him to it. As they tasted the tea, Di Xiu observed the changes in Su Wanrou's expression and said with certainty, "You may be good at appreciating tea, but you don't actually like it."
Su Wanrou chewed on the bitter taste in her mouth, not finding the refreshing sweetness others had described, and her brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. Hearing his words, the bitterness in her mouth made her heart bitter as well, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears. She bit her lip lightly and pleaded carefully, "This humble girl can learn, please don't abandon me, young master."
Di Xiu's gaze faltered, and he sighed softly, knowing that an agreement could not be reached today. He tried to change her deeply ingrained thinking: "It's not like that. Second Sister, since you haven't figured it out at all, let me give you a piece of advice today: it's better to rely on yourself than on others. You are a smart girl, and you shouldn't use your intelligence to win over men's hearts. You should think about yourself in this life."
"My daughter admires you, sir, and is willing to do so."
"If I die one day and the Wei family falls, what will you do?"
"Why do you say that, young master?" Su Wanrou's eyes widened, her eyes glistening with tears, but she said firmly, "If that day ever comes, I will naturally go with you, young master."
"What will you do if I fall in love with someone else one day?"
As the water shimmered brighter, she said in a trembling voice, "If you like me, young master, I am willing to accept the other sisters."
001 couldn't help but shudder: "This guy is completely unyielding."
Having no other choice, Di Xiu could only unleash his ultimate move: "Second Sister, are you willing to do anything for me?"
"yes."
"I will have someone send a book to your residence later, and give me a summary of my thoughts in seven days. After that, I will have someone send a book to you every now and then."
Su Wanrou was confused and responded blankly.
"A year from now, when you have finished your mourning period, if you still haven't changed your mind, I will definitely bring you into my home in a grand sedan chair carried by eight men, and protect you for the rest of your life."
Su Wanrou's face immediately flushed red, and she quickly glanced at her ideal husband in front of her, her eyes full of tenderness.
But when she returned home with light steps, and after answering her stepmother's questions, her face turned pale when she saw the books that had been delivered.
There was only one copy of the Analects, a book that a woman shouldn't be reading.
Her personal maid didn't know what had happened, but upon seeing the book, she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild. She helped her mistress sit down and asked, "My lady, what did Young Master Wei say to you today?"
Su Wanrou shook her head, her eyes glazed over.
She considered herself to understand men's hearts best, yet she still couldn't comprehend Wei Lang's words and actions today.
He seemed to want to abandon her, yet he promised to marry her, but it seemed he had handed the choice over to her.
Does she, a woman, also have the right to choose?
"Cuiping, step back now. Do not let anyone know what happened today."
"yes."
The room was quiet. Su Wanrou's gaze was blank and aimless, and she unconsciously twisted the handkerchief in her hand.
After a long while, a tearing sound rang out, and she seemed to wake up from a dream. She looked at the handkerchief in her hand with heartache, examined it carefully, put it away in her bosom, and then reached out to cover the pages of the book, turning a page, but her eyes were still shrouded in mist.
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