Author: Remnant Forest Tree

The woman's voice was so low that Fan Xian couldn't hear her clearly for a while, so he asked, "What?"

The woman took out a book from her arms and said, "A book or not? Banned books!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fan Xian felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"That sounds kind to you. Sister, are you still selling?"

The woman looked at Fan Xian in surprise and said, "What plates are you selling? I sell books."

Seeing Fan Xian reaching out, she stepped back a little, and asked with some caution and disgust: "Do you want it?"

Fan Xian said helplessly: "I have to take a look."

The woman hesitated for a moment and handed the book to Fan Xian. Fan Xian looked at the title of the book and looked at Fan Ruoruo in surprise.

"Red Mansion?"

Fan Ruoruo also looked surprised.

"Indeed!"

The woman looked at their expressions and thought it was interesting, so she started to promote it very hard.

"This Red Mansion is a truly wonderful book, no less than the Romance of the Three Kingdoms published in Fuyao Wenbao. It has just been circulated among the people. One volume is eighty taels, so there is no bargaining!"

Fan Xian flipped through the familiar content in the book and thought to himself, they are all four great classics, so aren't they similar? If there is really a comparison, it would be a matter of benevolence and wisdom.

But the problem is that he copied The Red Mansion, but the Romance of the Three Kingdoms might have been written by Luo Guanzhong himself.

The concepts involved are naturally different.

Of course, he also had some doubts as to whether a time traveler like him might have written the Romance of the Three Kingdoms under the pseudonym Luo Guanzhong.

He even couldn't help but think that the Red Mansion might not be the one he copied. There might be someone who went by the pseudonym Cao Xueqin and also wrote the Red Mansion.

He may not be able to see the prince and Luo Guanzhong from Fuyao Newspaper Office, but since the man behind the Red Mansion chooses to smuggle and sell, he may not be able to see his identity.

It would be more suitable for some contact.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but asked: "What if I want more? I see you can't hide many books on your body."

The woman thought for a moment and said, "If you really want it, you can come with me to the back alley."

After hearing this, Fan Xian said to Fan Ruoruo: "You go find Fan Sizhe first and wait for me above." After saying that, he immediately said to the woman: "Please lead the way!"

"Brother!" Fan Ruoruo called out. Seeing that Fan Xian followed him without looking back, he had no choice but to listen to the arrangement and go to Yishi Residence to wait for him.

As soon as she entered, she heard Fan Sizhe shouting from the second floor: "Sister, here!"

This stone residence is very popular now. When Fan Sizhe said this, countless eyes immediately fell on Fan Ruoruo.

Fan Ruoruo frowned and had already made up his mind to take care of Fan Sizhe when he returned home. Fan Sizhe saw that Fan Ruoruo's expression was not right and hurriedly rushed in.

Fan Ruoruo could only pretend to be nonchalant and walked quickly towards the second floor.

She walked quickly, and as a result, a guest on the second floor happened to come downstairs drunk.

When she came to her senses, they almost bumped into each other.

She quickly and subconsciously avoided it, but the stairs were not spacious, especially because they were quite steep.

He accidentally stumbled, his body swayed, and he suddenly fell backwards.

At this moment, she was already halfway to the center, at least two or three meters above the ground. If she fell like this, not to mention how embarrassing she would be, the degree of danger would be shocking.

"Miss Ruoruo!"

Among the countless exclamations, the voice of a young master stood out in particular.

He was He Zongwei, once the most talented man in Kyoto.

However, since the prince's story about the young Qing Dynasty, the name of this number one talent has no longer existed.

However, he met Fan Ruoruo by chance, and coupled with Fan Ruoruo's talent and reputation, he felt that the two of them were a match made in heaven.

From then on, I fell in love with him and will never forget him.

Now that I suddenly saw Fan Ruoruo in trouble, I just regretted that I couldn't rush in and be a hero to save the beauty, so as to capture the beauty's heart.

However, at this moment, a figure in white floated up from nowhere, appeared behind Fan Ruoruo, grabbed the slim waist, and slowly fell in the air.

His eyes suddenly turned red.

Fan Ruoruo's face turned pale as she waited for the pain that would follow for a moment, but suddenly she felt that she had fallen into someone's arms.

The beautiful eyes opened slightly, and she saw a pair of eyes that were very familiar in her memory.

Shining like a cold star, still bright.

It seemed as if the scene of that night overlapped together.

In an instant, she opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at the man in front of her. Countless emotions surged through her heart, and she was speechless for a long time.

When Li Chengqian saw Fan Ruoruo staring at him blankly, he gently released the hand holding her waist, stepped back half a step, and said gently: "Miss Ruoruo, are you okay?"

Fan Ruoruo came back to her senses and couldn't help but said: "You are the hero, right? It must be you!"

Li Chengqian frowned unnoticeably, and said calmly: "Miss Ruoruo, I'm afraid she got the wrong person. I'm not a hero."

Fan Ruoruo was a little anxious and asked: "Then how do you recognize me?"

Li Chengqian smiled and said: "The daughter of the Fan family, a talented girl from Kyoto, Miss Ruoruo's reputation is like thunder."

Fan Ruoruo seemed to be sure that he was the hero who wore a golden mask and saved her that day.

But she looked at Li Chengqian quietly for a while, and then said softly: "I'm sorry, I must have mistakenly thought that the young master was an old friend of mine."

Li Chengqian's eyes flashed and he said, "Miss Ruoruo cares about that old friend very much?"

Fan Ruoruo said with a smile: "That old friend is very kind to my little girl, so he naturally cares about it."

Li Chengqian smiled and did not answer.

At this time, He Zongwei finally couldn't stand the sight of the woman he liked being so close to another man, and immediately stepped forward and said: "This person's origins are unknown and his methods are weird. I'm afraid he is not a legitimate person. Miss Ruoruo, please don't do it."

I was deceived by such talented people."

He felt that in the scene just now, he didn't have time to take action, so why did this person steal the limelight? He must have arranged this drama of a hero saving a beauty early in order to get close to Fan Ruoruo.

However, Fan Ruoruo just ignored it, looked at Li Chengqian with a smile, and extended the invitation.

"Master, if it's convenient, why don't we go upstairs and sit together?"

He Zongwei was anxious.

"No, this person has evil intentions. Miss Ruoruo should keep a distance from him!"

As he said that, he stared at Li Chengqian fiercely and said, "I'm warning you, don't get close to people you shouldn't get close to. You can't afford the consequences!"

He relied on his reputation in Kyoto, and his friends were mostly high-ranking officials, so it was no problem to deal with a pretty boy.

Li Chengqian also acted as if he had not heard anything. He looked at Fan Ruoruo and said happily: "Since it is Miss Ruoruo who invited me, how dare I disobey?"

"Master, please!"

Fan Ruoruo said softly, and then went up to the second floor shoulder to shoulder with Li Chengqian.

During the whole process, it was as if He Zongwei, a huge living person, did not exist.

For a moment, under the gaze of countless eyes, He Zongwei felt a little embarrassed and ashamed, but the resentment towards Li Chengqian in his heart also reached the extreme.

He felt that it was Li Chengqian who took away everything that should belong to him.

He should be the one invited upstairs by Fan Ruoruo now!

Angrily, he prepared to go upstairs to find an explanation, but a not-so-thick but very powerful arm was placed in front of him.

It was like a big mountain that gave him no possibility of moving forward.

Teng Zijing looked at him coldly and said only one word.

"roll!"
Chapter completed!