Chosen One, how did I end up as the villain?

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The place was bustling with noise, and people were constantly toasting and drinking.

Wine is like medicine; a sip seems to stir the thoughts of scholars. Some hunch over their desks in sorrow, while others are filled with passion. It's truly hard to tell whether the wine is a good medicine or a bitter one.

"I've studied diligently for ten years, accumulating knowledge and theories, yet I failed the imperial examinations and didn't even become a Xiucai (a successful candidate in the lowest level of the imperial examinations). My life is hopeless," said an elderly man with gray hair, his face full of disappointment.

"Brother Zhou is absolutely right. I feel the same way. Even though I am very learned, I have no hope of passing the imperial examinations. The path to the imperial examinations is murky, and the examiners must be corrupt and treacherous. The Wu Dynasty is in decline!" a young scholar said to the old man.

Human beings' inherent weaknesses are universal throughout history: they refuse to admit their own inadequacy!

However, the other table was completely different.

Zhou Cairen, her face flushed with excitement, said:

"Gentlemen, spring is in the air, flowers are about to bloom, let's spur our horses and wait for the day to come."

"What do you mean, sir? What is the connection between flowers and horses?" a student asked, puzzled.

"Haha, you don't know this, the talented man has used all his knowledge on women."

As he spoke, another student picked up a chopstick, found the chicken's tail in a plate of chicken on the table, and then stuck it in.

"......."

The student who had just spoken blushed immediately because his face was too thin.

Bah! Vulgar! Ugly and delusional!

"What kind of flower is it, and what kind of horse is it?"

Just then, a voice came from the doorway asking a question.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze toward the doorway.

With a smile on his face, Qin Huaiyu acted as if nothing had happened, and led Shi Yu to sit down at the table next to Zhou Cairen, facing everyone's gaze.

"Hey, isn't that Young Master Qin and Miss Shiyu? What are they doing here?" someone asked.

"Yes, I heard that the entire Jia family of sixteen was wiped out last night. It was this woman who did it. How dare she show up in public like this?"

"That's right, I've heard about it too. If this is reported to the town government, there's probably a hefty reward."

One of the scholars, while talking, quietly slipped out when no one was looking.

"This Qin Huainian is quite the playboy. Wasn't he supposed to be with Miss Shen? How come he's getting involved with this murderer?"

"Which young master doesn't have three wives and four concubines? With Miss Shiyu's looks and figure, tsk tsk, which man could resist!"

"Miss Shen is no less stunning; she's as beautiful as a fairy. How could Qin Huaiyu possibly let her down!"

A handsome scholar was indignant. "Miss Shen is my dream girl. If I tell her about this, she will definitely break up with Qin Huaiyu. Wouldn't that give me a chance?"

Thinking of this, he smiled and quickly ran out the door.

Shi Yu frowned slightly as she listened to the surrounding discussions. She looked at Qin Huaiyu with a questioning gaze. After all, the town government had not yet declared her innocence, and her sudden appearance might cause some problems.

Think more!

Qin Huaiyu gave her a reassuring look, then looked at Zhou Cairen.

If you sniff it lightly, you can indeed smell a faint sandalwood scent.

Du Ming had mentioned that besides the sandalwood scent, the black-robed man's hands were also very white.

His gaze shifted downwards, and he saw a pair of hands hunched over the table. They were very rough, with many cracks and calluses, and their color had absolutely nothing to do with white.

No?

"What does Young Master Qin mean?" Zhou Cairen frowned, her small eyes scrutinizing her.

Don't misunderstand.

Qin Huaiyu smiled slightly.

"I have no ill intentions. I was simply intrigued by the profound meaning in your poem and thus composed this line. I hope you can enlighten me!"

"Young Master Qin seems to be a learned man as well." Zhou Cairen raised her eyebrows, looking smug.

Damn it, don't insult me. I don't need this kind of knowledge!

Qin Huaiyu's lips twitched as he said:

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"What exactly do 'not as good as a talented person,' 'flower,' and 'horse' refer to?"

Shi Yu rolled her eyes at him, knowing full well what he meant by asking the question. What a scoundrel! It's all this ugly scholar's fault; of all things to write poetry, he had to produce such vulgar works. Who knows whose writing this is...?

Bah, bah, which woman is that!

Zhou Cairen grinned, "A clear spring appears in a secluded valley, reflecting the blush on her beautiful face!"

"........."

Qin Huaiyu, could you be any more blatant? You're wasting your talent as a student!

"Pah, that's vulgar!"

Shi Yu couldn't help but curse.

"This talented man is still the same as always, spouting nonsense and clichés. He's really disgracing us scholars," a scholar said with a look of disdain.

"I disagree. Love between men and women is a perfectly normal thing. Poetry can describe scenery and people, so why can't it describe human affairs?"

Wow, there are actually people who agree!

Qin Huaiyu was utterly speechless. "You've wasted your time studying! You've lost all sense of propriety and shame. Although I like it too, just think about it and don't squander your knowledge!"

Hearing Shi Yu's words, Zhou Cai Ren frowned and raised her eyebrows, saying:

"Miss Shiyu, I only said one thing, how could it be considered vulgar?"

"You are insulting women!" Shi Yu glared at him angrily.

"snort!"

Zhou Cairen snorted coldly, and then said:

"I forgot, Miss Shiyu sells her art, not her body, so she is unaware of the wonders of it all. This misunderstanding is understandable."

"you........!"

Shi Yu's pretty face turned red with anger, and a faint halo was already shimmering on her hands.

Seeing that things were not going well, Qin Huaiyu grabbed her hand and shook his head.