She snorted coldly, "My mother's will is my will!"
After saying that, she wrung out a handkerchief and covered her face.
Chu Heng laughed, "Since you've refused, why are you crying your eyes out for me?"
Su Youran immediately raised her face and scolded, "How can you be so shameless? You're just trying to make yourself look good! Who cried their eyes out for you?"
"Oh, then tell me, what made you cry so much that your face is all swollen? You look really ugly!" Chu Heng lifted his robe and sat down at the stone table in the courtyard, looking like he was going to have a long talk all night long.
Su Youran angrily raised her face again, walked up to him, pointed to her eyes and said, "Which face is swollen? My eyes are just a little swollen from crying, did you see that?"
You can say she cries, but you can't say she's ugly!
Chu Heng looked closely, and his thin lips, which appeared even more rosy against his pale skin, curled slightly. "Hmm, I see. Your eyes are swollen, and your face is swollen too."
Su Youran slapped the towel onto the basin with a "smack," and said, "Does anyone in the world ever cry their face until it's swollen?"
"Oh," Chu Heng shook his fan, a smile spreading across his face, "I think it must be that you realized you were still happy to become my Crown Princess, and regretted refusing the marriage in public, and slapped yourself in the face."
Su Youran was so angry she almost spat in his face. Thinking about the image she had painstakingly maintained over the years, she forced back the itch in her throat, glanced at the basin of water beside her, and simply picked it up and splashed it towards Chu Heng, "So that Your Highness will know what it means to be slapped in the face!"
Chu Heng, however, had already used his lightness skill to float away, his voice carrying from afar, "I have indeed seen what a shrew is!"
Su Youran: ...! !!
She stomped her feet in anger, wiped her face haphazardly, and then stormed back to her room to lie down.
Unexpectedly, the anger sparked by this exchange dispelled the previous sadness and resentment.
She closed her eyes and, as usual, greeted him with a bedtime wish with her little notebook. Then she remembered that she had an all-powerful wishing book, so she asked, "Little notebook, I have a great enemy in this world. Can I just tell her to die?"
Little Notebook shook his head frantically, "No way! Killing someone will deduct your luck points. Killing one person will deduct 10,000 luck points!"
Su Youran: ……
She only managed to accumulate a little over a thousand luck points in six years... It seems that ever since the notebook was upgraded, accumulating luck points has become increasingly difficult.
The main issue is that luck points cannot be collected repeatedly. You can only collect from people you have helped once, so to accumulate new luck points, you have to keep collecting from new people.
Killing one person actually deducts 10,000 points of luck?
As if reading her thoughts, the little notebook continued, "Master, your luck value isn't enough to be deducted. If it goes negative, you'll become a jinx, a god of bad luck. The more negative the value, the worse it will be. Not only will you be unlucky, but you'll also bring bad luck, financial ruin, and even death to your loved ones."
Su Youran: ……
So, did she destroy the galaxy in her past life, and her luck value was reduced to a negative number?
Little Notebook: Master, if you had destroyed the Milky Way, you would have been wiped out long ago!
Su Youran: ……
She sighed and made a deep grudge against Shi Wenxia, wishing her a lifetime of misfortune!
This finally made me feel a little better, and I slowly drifted off to sleep.
Hearing the steady breathing inside, Chu Heng knew she was asleep, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief before flying away from the Yun residence.
...
Meanwhile, Shi Wenxia was full of anticipation that her younger brother's sudden wealth would allow her to turn her life around immediately, so much so that she didn't even care about Yun Tianbai, who was so decadent that he spent his days drunk and staying at Lanxiang Courtyard.
Who knew that after waiting and waiting, it was the seventh day before he received a letter from his younger brother saying that he had just set off and was worried that no one would take care of him on the way. After thinking it over, he decided to bring Granny Huang along.
She was so angry that she couldn't sleep all night, but there was nothing she could do.
Her only hope lay with her younger brother.
Not long after, Su Yun's troupe in Kyoto, which was so popular that it cost a fortune to book a ticket, produced a new script.
This script tells the story of a concubine who favors the wife over the wife.
Those child stars and veteran actors from back then have all grown into handsome young men.
Under the management of Yuan Hao, the troupe leader and agent, the youth opera troupe remains popular, while also recruiting one or two new children every two years. Their activities include not only acting, magic, and singing and dancing performances, but also costume shows, jewelry auctions, and some image endorsement advertisements.
For example, the story of favoring a concubine over the wife is a form of advertorial.
The story tells of a top scholar who, due to his father's kindness, was betrothed to a merchant. Later, he achieved the highest rank in the imperial examinations and married the merchant's wife. However, his uncle, on his deathbed, entrusted his son to him and brought his childhood sweetheart, his cousin, into the family, spoiling her rotten. He not only secretly allowed the concubine to harm his wife's unborn child but also tricked her into being imprisoned in a nunnery. In the end, the merchant's wife's fate in the nunnery remained unknown, while the top scholar squandered her vast fortune on bribes and connections, rising rapidly through the ranks to become prime minister.
The product advertised was a Qingyun fan in the concubine's hand.
Once the script was performed, those heartthrobs not only moved the audience to tears, but also drew a barrage of criticism after the curtain call.
Of course, the insults were directed at the unfaithful top scholar and the wicked concubine.
At the same time, the Qingyun Fan also drew a lot of criticism, because it was not only used by the concubine to bewitch the top scholar, but also used by the concubine to stir up trouble in front of the top scholar's birth mother, and finally to cause trouble in front of the nuns in the nunnery, making the wife suffer a lot.
I originally thought that the Qingyun Fan must have poor sales because of its notorious reputation.
Unexpectedly, each batch was snapped up immediately.
The seller of the Qingyun fans was a wealthy man from Jiangnan. He initially shipped a batch of Jiangnan-style Qingyun fans, but sales were slow. So, he approached Su Yunban, asking them to create a play specifically for the fans. Originally, after watching the play, he felt like dying.
Unexpectedly, people immediately started inquiring about the Azure Cloud Fan.
The Azure Cloud Fan could be used to fight against the mistress of the house and also to help one rise to power. What concubine wouldn't like it? As soon as they heard where it was sold, they rushed to buy it.
How could the matriarch of the household be willing to fall behind? First come, first served. It could suppress the concubines internally and help her husband rise to prominence externally. What could be worse? So she also rushed to buy.
He sold them batch after batch, and he was shocked by how quickly they sold out.
Of course, Zhou Qingqian also saw this good show; Su Youran invited her to see it the first time.
Ever since Su Youran invited her to the Yun residence and presented her with a generous gift, Zhou Qingqian has taken a very good liking to this stepsister of her cousin, the young master.
At that moment, Su Youran, while cracking sunflower seeds, sighed seemingly casually, "No wonder men all like their childhood sweetheart cousins! Speaking of which, Qingqian, you're also my eldest brother's cousin!"
Zhou Qingqian immediately perked up, "That's right! When we were little, my cousin, the young master, would stay at my house for ten days to half a month every summer! Because our house, which was near the lake, was the coolest in the summer!"
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