Late at night, the entire Jincheng became quiet, and Cuihonglou was no exception.
Only the watchman on the street was left, shouting at the top of his lungs: "The weather is dry and things are dry, be careful of the candle..."
Li Qi was lying on the bed, sleeping with his back stretched out. The oil lamp on the table had not yet been extinguished.
A breeze blew in from nowhere, and the lamp wick flickered darkly and brightly. At this time, the originally closed window slowly opened.
A black shadow jumped in from the window, and a masked man stood in front of Li Qi's bed. The exposed eyebrows looked particularly delicate, and he was obviously a woman.
She looked at the sleeping Li Qi and then began to patrol the room, seemingly looking for something.
After a while, she noticed several pieces of paper full of writing on the table, picked them up and took a look, feeling a little confused.
"The Legend of Romance"?
What is this?
After looking at it for a moment, she hesitated and stuffed it into her arms. Just when she was about to do something else, he suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at her. Just as he was about to turn his head, he felt a sense of danger!
With one leap, she jumped out of the window. The moment she landed, a flying knife almost flew out against her shoulder.
Without saying a word, the woman jumped out of the fence and disappeared into the night.
Zhang Chuang stood at the window and looked out, then no longer planned to catch up. Instead, he closed the window, glanced at Li Qi who was still sleeping, blew out the oil lamp, and left the room.
The masked woman walked through two alleys and came to a courtyard. She looked around and opened the door and walked in.
In the room, a silver-haired woman who looked to be in her thirties was drinking tea leisurely.
"Palace Master..."
The man in black took off his mask and knelt on one knee.
If Li Qi were here, he would definitely be able to recognize this woman. She was none other than Si Yan from Yanyu Tower.
"How's it going? Is there something wrong with that person?"
"This person is just a profit-seeking businessman, nothing unusual."
"Okay, you go down and rest first. I have other arrangements for the sacred objects. You will stay here these few days, waiting for news from me."
"yes."
The silver-haired woman stood up, opened the door, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was obvious that she was a master of lightness.
Siyan got up from the ground, closed the door, and couldn't help but think deeply.
She did not tell the palace lord that she was almost attacked just now.
The reason why she didn't say anything was because her attacker's martial arts skills were not inferior to those of the Palace Master. If she had told her, given the Palace Master's suspicious character, the matter would probably never end.
Thinking about it, she took out the few pieces of paper from her arms and couldn't help but read them. At first glance, it seemed like nothing, but when she looked carefully, she was stunned!
Isn't this your own experience?
Aren’t the four so-called romances in it the epitome of myself?
Isn't the Yihua Palace inside the Jueqing Palace where I am?
She calmed her breathing and thought of Li Qi's appearance.
How does he know so much?
Thinking about it, she thought of a possibility.
Did he know that I was going back tonight? So he wrote something like this just to let himself see it?
But what is his purpose in doing this?
Siyan fell into deep thought, looked at the thing in her hand, took a deep breath and burned it on the oil lamp.
…
Early in the morning, Li Qi started looking for the novel he had written, but he rummaged through the room and couldn't find it.
"Zhang Huwei! Zhang Huwei!"
After shouting twice, Zhang Chuang walked in slowly: "Young Master."
"Where's the novel I put on the table yesterday?"
"Stealed."
"Who stole it?"
"Thief."
"Which thief?"
"I don't know."
Li Qi looked helpless: "Zhang Huwei, are you under a two-word curse? If you say one more word, you will die?"
"No."
"How do you work as a guard? Knowing that my things have been stolen, you are still so calm?" Li Qi said helplessly.
"No."
"there is nothing?"
"Danger."
Li Qi was a little confused. Is there no danger?
What does it mean?
An idea flashed through him and he reacted: "You mean, it's okay as long as I'm not in danger?"
Zhang Chuang's face was still paralyzed and he nodded.
"Okay, please step back. Master, I want to be quiet..."
"OK."
My hard work, my novel!
What thief steals nothing but my novels?
Sure enough, writing a novel is really not easy...
There was no other way, so Li Qi had no choice but to arrest Xiao Man again. Perhaps because he already knew Li Qi's tricks very well, Xiao Man refused to help him write novels no matter what.
In the end, Li Qi had no choice but to cook himself and made his most famous Mapo Tofu.
After successfully seducing Xiao Man to take a bite, he stopped giving it to her.
"Master...how can you be so stupid?"
"What about me?" Li Qi said proudly, "As long as you are willing to help me write a novel, let alone a small plate of Mapo tofu, I can make beggar's chicken for you by then."
"Beggars chicken?" Xiao Man's eyes lit up, "Isn't it delicious?"
"That's for sure. You don't want to think about who I am, your young master."
As the saying goes, if you wear a yellow robe and run around every day, you won't have to worry about cooking.
After delivering takeout for so many years, what I come into contact with the most every day is food, and I have learned how to cook.
"Okay, I'll write it for you!" Xiaoman said with a risk-taking look.
Such a good promotional story was stolen last time, so this time I have to use a trick!
"It is rumored that there are four great beauties in the world. They are like fishes and geese, and they are ashamed of themselves..."
It was okay at first, but as I kept writing, Xiaoman felt something was wrong.
"Young Master, this man is so infatuated with love..."
"Shut up and just write to me."
"Okay..." Xiao Man pouted.
"In order to get rid of the love poison in their bodies, they practiced boating skills hard in order to find someone to detoxify..."
Xiaoman didn't bother to think about the context of the story anymore, mainly because she felt it was too boring. She just wrote whatever Li Qi said, and she was always thinking about the beggar chicken.
Xiaoman, the young master is not poisoning you, I am doing it to make money to support my family!
One day you will understand the young master's painstaking efforts.
Li Qi had read a lot of the so-called colored text, and his compilation was obviously much smoother than the previous story. After a while, Xiao Mandu had written more than a dozen pieces of paper.
According to this progress, at least ten more can be written. Li Qi suddenly had an idea: It is obviously a waste to use this story to promote Cuihong Mansion. If they are made into a book, wouldn't it be possible to make some money by selling them?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but admire himself.
I'm a damn genius...
He also thought, those who buy books are basically those who can read, but what about those who can’t read?
comics!
At that time, we will find a few painters to draw the storyline and sell them separately.
People who have read the text version will definitely be curious about the picture version, and people who have read the picture version may be curious about the text version!