The days when I was fishing in Zongwu

Chapter 92 The Palace Master Loves Me Again

The next day.

As the sky dimmed, the night's snow covered the courtyard again.

In a blink of an eye, the entire courtyard was covered in white.

Stepping on the snow, I'm afraid I can't see my ankles.

At this time, Yaoyue was standing on top of a white rose, and the fur coat on her body was also swaying as the true energy flowed.

Coupled with Yaoyue's cold temperament and beautiful face, it makes the flowers in this courtyard pale.

However, at this moment, as if aware of something, Yaoyue's eyes that were originally lightly closed slowly opened.

Afterwards, amid Yaoyue's doubts, as the door of Qu Feiyan's room opened, Qu Feiyan pulled the worried Xiao Zhao directly into Chu Qinghe's room.

A quarter of an hour later, accompanied by the sound of "Damn", the sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground "bang bang" also came from Chu Qinghe's room.

A moment later, in the courtyard, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao looked at Chu Qinghe with resentment.

Both Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan are scratching their heads at the moment.

Seeing this, Chu Qinghe said angrily: "Don't look at me, who told you two to stand motionless by the bed early in the morning and scare people? You should be glad that what I just administered was just a drug, not poison, otherwise If you spit a few mouthfuls of blood early in the morning, you have to wash the sheets yourself."

Just now, Chu Qinghe just woke up beautifully, but when Chu Qinghe opened his eyes, he found the two girls standing motionless by his bed and staring at him.

When he just woke up and hadn't recovered, the frightened Chu Qinghe subconsciously overturned the two people's medicines without even thinking about it.

At the same time as they fell to the ground, the little brains of the two girls came into intimate contact with the ground.

However, it's not the first time that Qu Feiyan touched his room so mischievously early in the morning, but he never thought that Xiao Zhao, who was well-behaved in the past, is also a bad imitator now.

Listening to Chu Qinghe's words, Qu Feiyan pouted and said, "We just want to wake up the young master!"

Chu Qinghe sneered and said, "Come on, I always sleep until I wake up naturally, do you need to shout?"

Seeing that Chu Qinghe couldn't be fooled, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but focus on Yaoyue who just sat over.

After thinking for a while, Qu Feiyan trotted to Yaoyue's side and squatted down.

"Sister Yue, you don't want to read the continuation of yesterday's storybook, do you?"

Hearing Qu Feiyan's words, Chu Qinghe couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"I knew it!"

As for the little girl Qu Feiyan, as soon as her butt pouted, Chu Qinghe knew what she must be thinking.

With this girl's temperament, she dragged Xiao Zhao to her room early in the morning, apart from the story book, what else could make this girl so worried.

Regarding yesterday's story book, Yaoyue herself is also brooding.

As for the story book, when I saw that the follow-up suddenly disappeared when the interest was strong, that feeling was completely stuck in the throat, and I couldn't get down or get up in one breath.

It would be fine if Chu Qinghe didn't finish the manuscript, but it was Chu Qinghe who obviously finished the manuscript, but the manuscript was taken away by that shameless woman, Dongfang Bubai, and it was still under his nose. Undoubtedly more annoying.

Even if it was Yaoyue, her chest was a little swollen with anger last night, and she fell asleep only in the middle of the night.

Now that Qu Feiyan brought up this topic again, Yaoyue didn't ignore it like before, instead she raised her beautiful eyes to Chu Qinghe.

Sensing Yaoyue's gaze, Chu Qinghe said helplessly, "Didn't you say it all? Even if it is rewritten, there will probably be a lot of deviation in the content, it's different!"

At this time, Qu Feiyan on the side said, "It's fine if you don't rewrite it, but why don't you write a new one, my lord?"

Hearing this, Xiao Zhao and Yaoyue's eyes lit up.

Seeing the appearance of the three girls in the same camp at this time, Chu Qinghe sighed and said, "Let's finish writing in a while!"

As soon as these words came out, Qu Feiyan happily ran up to Chu Qinghe and pressed Chu Qinghe's shoulder.

Seeing that Xiao Zhao was smirking and doing nothing, he quickly patted Xiao Zhao.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhao realized it later, and took his little hand to press Chu Qinghe's leg.

Facing the actions of the two women at this moment, Chu Qinghe shook his head lightly.

What is Near Ink Zhehei?This is.

After breakfast, following Chu Qinghe into the study, Yaoyue brought the two girls into the room as well.

After Qu Feiyan finished grinding, Xiao Zhao immediately picked up the brush and handed it to Chu Qinghe.

That courteous look caused Chu Qinghe to roll his eyes.

"Wait a moment."

However, just when Chu Qinghe took the brush from Xiao Zhao, Yaoyue suddenly spoke.

Hearing the voice, Chu Qinghe looked at Yaoyue with a little doubt.

Regarding this, Yaoyue didn't say anything, but stepped forward to take the brush from Xiao Zhao's hand.

After thinking about it for a while, Yaoyue lightly dipped in the ink, took a piece of paper and sketched out dignified and obviously powerful characters on it.

"My lord, the palace master, love me again."

Later, amidst Chu Qinghe's doubts, Yaoyue put the paper back in front of Chu Qinghe, and handed the pen to Chu Qinghe.

"This is the name of the Newspeak book, write it!"

"Ok?"

Facing Yaoyue's behavior at this time, Chu Qinghe was stunned for a moment.

But immediately understood the meaning of inviting the moon.

"Good guy, does this thing have a proposition?"

Not to mention Chu Qinghe, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao were also dumbfounded after realizing Yaoyue's intention at this time.

Obviously didn't expect such an operation?

After regaining consciousness, Qu Feiyan looked at Xiao Zhao who was at the side and said in a low voice: "Tell me, next time when Sister Dongfang comes back, I will look at the scriptures written by the young master and find that the names of the scripts are all with the words "gong The main "two words?"

Xiao Zhao said with some uncertainty in his tone: "Should not be!"

Beside, facing the conversation between Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan, Yaoyue's eyes lit up, and she was clearly moved.

However, without waiting for Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan to think about it, Yaoyue, who successfully decided on the name of the new story book for Chu Qinghe, left the room to Chu Qinghe, and walked out of the room with the two maids.

On the other hand, Chu Qinghe couldn't help grinning when he saw the words on the paper.

"How the hell do you write this?"

Half an hour later, Chu Qinghe in the room suddenly put down the pen in his hand.

It's not that I know how to write it, but that the current efficiency is too slow.

After all, according to the proposition given by Yaoyue at this moment, if you want to write something beautiful and interesting, I am afraid that this page will be much longer than yesterday's one.

According to the current efficiency, I don't think I can finish writing in three or four days.

After putting down the pen, Chu Qinghe thought about ways to improve this efficiency.

However, there are no computers in this world, and it seems difficult to improve efficiency with ordinary methods.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in Chu Qinghe's mind, as if he had thought of something?
In this flash of inspiration, Chu Qinghe first looked at the inkstone beside him, and then at the white paper in front of him.

In the next moment, with the rapid circulation of internal force in Chu Qinghe's body, Chu Qinghe's right hand was also lifted up and flipped gently.

"The martial art used is "Transferring Flowers and Connecting Jade" that I learned yesterday."

With the pulling of the special force of Yi Hua Jie Yu, the ink in the inkstone beside it was pulled up a little.

Accompanied by Chu Qinghe's fingertips, and with the changes in the strength of the ink, the ink in the air was divided into dozens of strands, and then condensed into small characters in the air.

After a few breaths, Chu Qinghe frowned slightly seeing dozens of small characters appearing on the paper next to him.

"feasible?"

But after taking a closer look, Chu Qinghe curled his lips in disgust again.

It's not that the characters made through this "Yi Hua Jie Yu" are wrong, but that the characters on the paper obtained through this method look uneven.

It was completely lacking in the beauty and vigor of when Chu Qinghe wrote it himself in the past.

According to Chu Qinghe's estimate, unless he can step into the level of "returning to nature" by "transferring flowers and jade", otherwise, this method may not work.

"Yes! You still have to do it yourself."

After sighing softly in his heart, Chu Qinghe could only pick up the pen again and start writing.

Although he didn't want to say it, but as the storylines of the script were written one after another, Chu Qinghe gradually entered the state of writing.

Eighteenth, Great Cold.

As we enter the last of the 24 solar terms, the weather can be described as extremely cold.

And there is a thick layer of ice on the lakes and streams outside Yushui City.

But as the New Year's Eve approached, the excitement in Yushui City became more intense.

The heavy snow has already dyed the entire Yushui city a layer of white.

In the morning, it is time.

In the inner courtyard where Chuqinghe was located, the snow had already piled up, flush with the surrounding steps.

From time to time, a gust of cold wind would drive a few flakes of snow to the door of the main house by the courtyard.

It’s just that before these flying snows approached the Chuqing River in the door, holding hot tea and sitting obliquely admiring the winter snow scene, with the heat from the stoves at the door of the house, these flimsy pieces of flying snow quickly of ablation.

The wind was piercingly cold outside, and it was snowing heavily, but Chu Qinghe's house at this time was as mild as spring.

At this time, both Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao took off their shoes and lay on Chu Qinghe's bed, while Yaoyue sat quietly beside the desk, the three women held some manuscripts in their hands.

Every time Yaoyue finished reading a page, Zhen Qi would drag the page of manuscript in his hand and float lightly towards Qu Feiyan at the side.

After Qu Feiyan finished reading the manuscript, she would hand it to Xiao Zhao who was at the side.

Just like that, three people read a storybook at the same time in this sequential order.

Bringing the wine to his lips, and waiting until he had a sip of the fine wine, and then looking at the heavy snow outside the window, Chu Qinghe actually felt a bit like taking a break from his busy schedule.

It's winter outside, but inside it's warm as spring.

However, with the passage of time, when Chu Qinghe's drowsiness gradually began to gather, at this time Yaoyue suddenly frowned, and couldn't help but look up at Chu Qinghe who was sitting at the door dozing.

After taking a deep breath, he sent the manuscript in his hand to Qu Feiyan who was at the side with his true energy.

After finishing one page of Qu Feiyan, she happily put the manuscript in front of her, and read it with great interest.

While watching, the little girl's upturned legs were still swinging twice from time to time, showing Qu Feiyan's mood at this time.

The faint sobbing sound quietly sounded in this room.

As his eyes swept over the manuscripts one by one, Qu Fei's teardrops couldn't stop falling down.

Noticing Qu Feiyan's reaction, Yaoyue, who didn't know what she saw at this time, also closed her eyes lightly, her fruitful chest rose and fell, as if she was adjusting something.

Xiao Zhao, who was lying beside him, looked at Qu Feiyan and couldn't help but wondered, "Okay, why are you crying?"

Facing Xiao Zhao's question, Qu Feiyan said with red eyes: "You will know later."

Listening to Qu Feiyan's response, Xiao Zhao was puzzled, and his gaze stayed on the manuscript in front of Qu Feiyan for a while.

A moment later, following Qu Feiyan, Xiao Zhao's eye sockets also turned red.

"Pure white snow fell from the sky, looking at the lifeless man lying in his arms, tears also rolled down Liu Hanyi's cheeks."

"Turning to look at the Luotian Palace behind him, Liu Hanyi slowly picked up the gradually losing body and stepped on the snow-covered ground until he walked to the edge of the cliff, jumping for life."

"As the two fell into the cliff, a blood-stained brocade handkerchief floated into the air in the mountain wind. On the brocade handkerchief, a few lines of small characters were also faintly visible."

"It's embarrassing at this time and night! Entering my lovesickness door, I know that lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness is long lovesickness, short lovesickness is endless, I knew it was so stumbling, why didn't I know each other at the beginning."

"The whole book, finish!"

With the last word in his eyes, tears welled up in Xiao Zhao's eyes after he finished reading.

Qu Feiyan on the side also had red eyes at this time, looking at Chu Qinghe with a resentful expression.

In Chu Qinghe's storybook, the content written in the early stage is called sweet.

An unexpected encounter, the heroine's double standards when facing the hero and other people, all three women are beaming with joy and high spirits.

It's just how sweet the early stage is, and how cruel it will be later.

With the revelation that the male protagonist's biological father was the female protagonist's father-killing enemy, the content of the plot changed suddenly.

And the story that was originally sweet and incidentally mixed with the situation of the rivers and lakes suddenly began to become abusive.

Every time the male protagonist and the female protagonist meet, what happens is like an invisible knife cutting the hearts of the three female protagonists.

When I saw the back, I really watched a part, and worried about a part.

In particular, Chu Qinghe would add some particularly desolate poems in this script, even Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao were heartbroken to read it.

In less than half an hour, it seemed that he cried dozens of times.

Almost every tens of breaths, he would cry once.

Even when Yaoyue looked at Chu Qinghe at this moment, there was evil in her eyes.

Facing the eyes of the three women at this time, Chu Qinghe said, "Do you think it looks good?"

Listening to Chu Qinghe's question, although Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao's eyes were still red, they still nodded.

On the other hand, Yaoyue Yinya gritted her teeth and said slowly, "The writing is really beautiful."

Not to mention Yaoyue who substituted herself in from the very beginning.

It's just that Chu Qinghe was not afraid of Yaoyue's eyes at the moment, and said slowly: "If it looks good, then it's fine!"

Qu Feiyan said: "But son, what you wrote is too sad, isn't it? The front is so sweet."

Chu Qinghe said calmly: "It's right to be sad."

Hearing Chu Qinghe's words, Yaoyue's eyes turned cold, and she couldn't help mobilizing her true energy, and her eyes kept moving on Chu Qinghe's body, as if she was thinking about where to start.

Sensing the unkind look in Yaoyue's eyes at this time, Chu Qinghe lightly "coughed" and then said: "Actually, it's the most appropriate ending to be a tragedy after being sweet and cruel."

Afterwards, before the girls could speak, Chu Qinghe said, "Look, if it's sweet from the beginning to the end, and you end up with hello, me, hello, everyone, at most it's just a fun thing to watch, and the family carnival you watched before will be the finale." The script, how much can you remember now?"

Following the explanation given by Chu Qinghe, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao thought about the old scripts, Xiao Zhao let it go, Qu Feiyan was stunned for a moment and then muttered: "It seems that I really can't remember. "

Chu Qinghe spread his hands and said, "Look! Sometimes, the more difficult your mind is, the more impressive you will be. Otherwise, what is the difference between reading it and not reading it? All sentient beings are suffering. There are [-] words in the world. Love words hurt people the most."

Some ideas in the business field are all about being different and have their own unique and bright spots, and the story book is naturally the same.

Just like a novel that Chu Qinghe read in his last life, a bell is left for a heroine at the end, and the protagonist can only look at the bell to see and miss people in the end.

At that time, I saw that Chu Qinghe was a little depressed for a while, and I still haven't forgotten it after a while.

It can be seen that ending with sadness can sometimes sublimate the content of the script and make people remember it.

Therefore, Chu Qinghe's concept of writing a storybook is as cruel as it can be. The harder he cries, the more accurate the writing of Chu Qinghe is.

The storybook!The emphasis is on surprise and ups and downs.

If you can imagine the back by looking at the front, then why look at it?

Facing the reasons given by Chu Qinghe, Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan didn't know how to respond, although they faintly felt that something was wrong.

After all, Chu Qinghe's script is indeed well written, much better than the ones they have read before.

Even Yaoyue, after recalling Chu Qinghe's explanation, couldn't help feeling that what Chu Qinghe said made sense.

At first glance, this kind of nonsense is ridiculous, but after careful study, it makes people feel that there is some truth.

Just like Chu Qinghe is now, saying one thing after another, so that Yaoyue and the three women can't find a reason to refute.

At this time, Xiao Zhao suddenly said: "Young master, at the end of the word "love", does it really end with sadness?"

As soon as these words came out, Qu Feiyan and even Yaoyue looked at Chu Qinghe.

Facing the eyes of the three women, Chu Qinghe pondered for a few breaths and then said in a soft voice: "I don't know about the others, anyway, feelings are something, your son doesn't like the bitterness in it, he only likes sweetness."

Snake mental illness, it's okay, who likes to run to experience the pain of love?
Chu Qinghe has no special hobbies, he must like sweet things, and the kind that are so sweet.

(End of this chapter)