Chapter 17
After finishing the single-player branch story of the cold-hearted and scheming man in Chapter 3, we will enter the single-player turning point story in Chapter 4, and then the ending chapter in Chapter 5.
As for the second book, she hasn't decided yet. After finishing the fifth chapter, there will probably be a series of extra activities. At least there are five years between her two games. As for otome games, if one becomes popular, the revenue will come. As for the second work, it all depends on the mood of the creator.
Her second work actually did not earn as much as her first one, and it even nearly died in the womb.
Forget it, let me finish drawing the third chapter first before thinking about it too much.
Jian Xinyi sighed, she couldn't change her habit of daydreaming.
After the heroine completes her side quest, if she chooses the scheming man path, the banquet ends, and the daughter of a third-rank minister, jealous of her selection, devises a plan to trap her in the garden. The heroine, already timid, is trapped in the palace, but is fortunately rescued by His Majesty. Seeing that the heroine suddenly recalls her white moonlight, His Majesty, out of courtesy, escorts her safely out of the palace, but refuses the Ninth Prince's offer of marriage. The heroine is left feeling distraught, unsure of what is happening. The Ninth Prince then finds her, claiming it's just a delaying tactic, and that he'll marry her once he returns from his training.
The heroine had no choice but to agree to her request. One day, the ninth prince's mother, Concubine Li, invited her to the palace. When the heroine entered the palace, she met His Majesty. Only then did she know His Majesty's identity and she was still frightened. Seeing that she was afraid, His Majesty let her go to meet Concubine Li. In Concubine Li's palace, not only Concubine Li was there, but also her niece, the daughter of a third-rank minister, was there. They looked at her as if she were a joke. Concubine Li made sarcastic remarks, but said that she could promise the heroine the position of concubine. The heroine had to choose whether to agree or not and enter the fourth chapter.
Jian Xinyi had a headache. Looking at the plot in front of her, it seemed to make sense but also didn't. She wanted to make it more detailed but didn't know how to change it. She sighed deeply, washed up, and went to bed.
When it was almost dawn, Jian Xinyi got up, sorted the drawings on the table, and walked into the bookstore. Lao Lin had just woken up and saw that she was drowsy. He asked, "Didn't you sleep last night?"
"I slept, but I wasn't fully awake." Jian Xinyi yawned and rubbed her messy hair.
Lao Lin smiled helplessly and brought over a bowl of porridge. "What do you think of your own book?"
"I was thinking, if Xianxianlou's trick works, I plan to try my luck at the Pear Garden in the city." Jian Xinyi was already very hungry. She drank several bowls of wine in a row. Traveling back to ancient times automatically helped her lose weight. She ate less than her dog every day.
The women gathered in Xianxian Tower, and the opera troupe should do the same, it's pretty much the same, so why not just do the same.
"Okay, as you say. But it's a theater out here, and it costs quite a bit of money to see a show." Lao Lin said earnestly, running behind the counter and taking out a few coins and handing them over. "Spend it carefully."
"I understand." Jian Xinyi happily took the change from Lao Lin's hand and, according to her memory, found the largest opera troupe in the capital.
A two-story building made of gold-painted mahogany, with huge lanterns swaying in the wind, and a gilded plaque at the door with three large characters inscribed on it: Wanhua Pavilion.
But it was still early, and the door was closed. Jian Xinyi was wondering where to go in and sighed, but she saw a little girl coming out. She quickly reached out to stop her, "Little girl, you are from Wanhua Pavilion."
"No, the class owner threw me out." The little girl's tears immediately burst out like a flood. Seeing this, Jian Xinyi hurriedly stopped her, "Don't cry, oh, this, this, this."
She had never expected to encounter such a scene, and was suddenly at a loss. "Don't cry, who is your class leader? I'll go find him and seek justice. How can he bully a little girl like this?"
Before Jian Xinyi could finish her words, a man slowly walked out from behind. He was holding a black wooden fan with a peony pattern on it and wearing a bright orange long jacket with silver thread at the waist. His eyes were as bright as stars, and his face was feminine but not charming. His lips were neither thick nor thin, but they were eye-catchingly red, blooming like petals on this picturesque face. "I'm the owner of Wanhua Pavilion. What do you want to ask me for your opinion on?"
Jian Xinyi couldn't help but be stunned. Such a handsome man couldn't be found even in the portraits of the Orange Light game.
The little girl hid behind her, as if she was very afraid of this person.
Suddenly, her protective instinct surged, and she confidently said, "Your troupe tricked a girl from her parents, but abandoned her because of a trivial matter. It's so dangerous out there, what will we do if we meet bad guys?"
"Even if I'm a bad guy, what can you do to me?" The man's brows were cold, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. He spread out his folding fan and took a few steps forward. "If you are so kind-hearted, you can go to the Jade Buddha Temple and become a nun instead of shouting here."
Damn, this person is so beautiful, but has such a sharp tongue?
Jian Xinyi refused to accept the news. She tugged at the man's sleeve and continued to argue with him, "She's just a little girl, without a father or mother, and she's been kicked out like this. What if she ends up dead on the street?"
The man shook his hand away, patted the dust off his clothes with disgust, and left Jian Xinyi with only his back. He said condescendingly: "There are always brainless people like you to save them. I'm very relieved."
Brainless?
You're saying that she, an undergraduate student, is stupid?
Jian Xinyi was about to argue again when she saw a middle-aged man come out and scold the little girl, "Damn girl, you haven't left yet. You stole so much from the troupe, aren't you afraid of retribution?"
After saying that, he was about to hit the girl with the broom in his hand.
"Sister, save me, I really didn't steal those things." The little girl walked around Jian Xinyi and the pillar. She was confused by the old man and the young man, but when she saw the class owner turning around to go back, she hurriedly trotted a few steps, "Class owner, actually, I came here today because of something..."
Before she could finish, the owner spoke quietly, blocking all her paths, "Don't buy anything, don't take private work, and book your activities half a month in advance."
"No, this, I." Jian Xinyi watched the troupe owner walk into the Wanhua Pavilion. She rushed forward, supporting herself with one arm, and acted like someone grabbing a seat on the subway. "At least I'll take care of this trivial matter. Let me see what was stolen from your troupe."
With a loud bang, the door was slammed shut.
Fortunately, Jian Xinyi pulled her hand out in time, otherwise her hand would have swelled up like a pig's hoof.
She knew it wouldn't be so smooth. Where in the world could she find a beautiful woman like Miss Liuqin, who was both beautiful and kind-hearted?
But the attitude of this boss is too bad and cannot be tolerated.
She rescued the little girl from under the broom, walked to a teahouse, had two bowls of sugar water served, and patiently asked her, "Tell me slowly, how did you get kicked out of this troupe?"
"My name is Dule. I originally followed the opera troupe from Kennan Township. I wasn't very diligent along the way, but I watched during the day and learned at night. These days, the troupe is mainly rehearsing "The Bright Moon Fairy." I play the role of the Jade Rabbit, and I will wear a gold bracelet. But the next day, the gold bracelet disappeared. I searched the entire troupe but couldn't find it. Everyone said I stole it, but I have no idea where it went."
After saying that, Dule drank the bowl of sugar water in one gulp, just like she wolfed down her breakfast.
"Okay, okay, eat slowly. Do you remember the last time you saw Jin Chuan?" Jian Xinyi touched the poor little Dule. The little girl was probably in adolescence, but she was tortured like this by the damn class owner. It was really speechless.
She was also asked to become a nun in the Jade Buddha Temple. He should go to the temple to atone for his sins.
The little girl shook her head and said, "I don't remember. After the rehearsal, it was very late, so I went back to the yard and slept."
Jian Xinyi was also a little discouraged. She had come to Wanhua Pavilion to promote her books, but she didn't sell a single book and even had a quarrel with the owner. With such a thing happening, and the little girl being so pitiful, she was only twelve. Could she lie?
So what should we do?
She stared at the street in a daze as a line of Jinwu Guards passed by majestically. Suddenly, an idea struck Jian Xinyi. "Since you lost your gold bracelet, why don't you ask the Jinwu Guards to help you find it?"
"I guess the boss doesn't want to. It's not appropriate for us to disturb those important people because of such trivial matters." Du Le was also a little confused, and she didn't know the details.
Seeing that she was confused by the questions, Jian Xinyi knew that she must have been used by someone.
If it cannot be deduced from the method, then it can only be deduced from the final beneficiaries.
"We can't just push you out without any reason. Think about it, have you offended anyone these days? Or, is there anyone who can take your place?"
Du Le thought for a long time, looking left and right, and hesitantly said: "Well, recently the troupe owner picked up a new woman, who is older than me. I heard that the troupe owner is planning to support her. I don't have any grudge against her, but she should replace me."
Seeing that her questioning was effective, Jian Xinyi pressed the issue, "Who is that person? What's his name?"
Du Le held his chin with one hand and looked at her with regret, "She's called Sister Lingyan. She's in the class, but we can't get in."
Jian Xinyi turned to look at the patrolling Jinwu Guards and happened to see that familiar face. She curled her lips and smiled, "No, we can go in right now."
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