After writing the last stroke, Cheng Xiran stretched and said, "Do you think she won't do those things just because I don't write about them? These are also a warning to her. Zhuque, you should know that I won't attack unless attacked. Why should I let go of those who come to provoke me?"
It did sound reasonable, so Zhuque didn't try to stop her anymore.
"Deliver this story there early tomorrow morning. I'm so sleepy. I'm going to take a nap. Wake me up at lunchtime." Yawning, Cheng Xiran kicked off her shoes beside the bed and burrowed into the quilt.
Here I come, Lord Morpheus!
Seeing her young lady like this, Zhuque shook her head helplessly. But it was better than before, anyway.
"Extra! Extra! A new serial story in Anecdotes of the Capital! A concubine in a certain mansion resorted to all means to frame the legitimate daughter in order to help her own daughter gain the upper hand. For details, read Anecdotes of the Capital!"
Early in the morning, Zhuque delivered the story. The people in the newspaper office stayed up all night to print a batch of articles. Zhuque secretly kept one copy and then distributed the rest to the newspaper vendors.
At that time in the prince's mansion, Xue Lianyu was holding the new issue of Anecdotes of the Capital. Reading the article inside, he couldn't help slapping his thigh and laughing. "My God, how dare she write like this!"
Hearing this, Helian Duo stepped forward and snatched the newspaper from his hand. After flipping through a couple of pages, his face turned so gloomy. Although the names of the people in the story were changed, he still knew it was about what had happened in the prime minister's mansion the day before. But why was the hero who saved the beauty a butcher??
In her eyes, was he just a butcher?
"Burn all these articles. Don't sell them anymore! Go and tell Cheng Xiran not to write anymore!" Helian Duo threw the newspaper on the ground and sat on the stool full of anger.
Xue Lianyu beside him raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't it well - written? There are plenty of such things in mansions. It's just that no one dares to mention them. Now that she has written them down, it can greatly increase the popularity of Anecdotes of the Capital. It's a good thing."
"Then ask her to change the person inside. I don't like that butcher."
"Butcher?" Xue Lianyu couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth. So he was bothered by this? "I'm not going. If you want to go, go by yourself. You're the one who said it and you've invested money in it, so it's your business."
Cheng Xiran was really getting bolder and bolder. She really needed to be disciplined.
"I'm going out."
Helian Duo waved his sleeves and got up, preparing to go to the prime minister's mansion. He had to ask Cheng Xiran in person what she meant by writing him as a butcher!
Seeing him like this, Xue Lianyu covered his fan and chuckled. There was going to be a good show.
Just after noon, Cheng Xiran felt better after having lunch. It was really comfortable to sleep until late in the morning.
"Miss, miss, something's wrong!" Zhuque rushed in in a hurry, looking panicked. "Miss, the prince is here. He looks like he's going to devour someone!"
Helian Duo? What was he here for? Could it be to check the progress? But she had just submitted the manuscript.
"P, prince." Just as she finished speaking, Zhuque saw Helian Duo enter the yard and walk towards them. "Miss, why don't you pretend to be sick and hide?"
Cheng Xiran pushed Zhuque aside and craned her neck to look in the direction where Helian Duo was coming. "Hide what? I haven't done anything wrong." She waved to Helian Duo, indicating that she was here.
"Your Highness, why have you come? You could have just sent someone to inform me. Why are you in such a hurry? Would you like a cup of freshly brewed tea?" Cheng Xiran warmly served a cup of tea.