After accidentally sending a late-night reading to her ex-boyfriend

"What do you mean, 'love-obsessed'?!"

Mo Chenyuan looked at Jiang Yue, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Jiang Yue smiled calmly: "Back then, your grandfather caused your second grandfather to never leave prison for the rest of his life because of your grandmother. Because of Mo Lin's control over you, you almost broke up with me and caused Mo Lin to go to jail."

I'm surprised that this was the first thing you thought of.

In the early morning, sunlight streamed through the carved wooden windows of Lanyue Pavilion, casting dappled shadows on the smooth blue bricks.

Inside the Lanyue Pavilion courtyard, three or five exquisitely dressed young girls gathered together, their voices deliberately lowered, mingling with excited and shy giggles.

"Quickly... turn to the next page!"

Beside the tea table, the young girls, their faces flushed and their eyes shining, were pointing and gesturing at a beautifully bound novel.

"Zhiwei, this novel, 'Lord Lu's Mad Criticism of Forced Love,' is absolutely fantastic! It's the best story I've ever read! The author, Chunfengdu, writes with such detail and vividness, as if he truly knew Lord Lu!"

The Imperial Censor's daughter, Zhang Yuyao, excitedly grabbed Shen Zhiwei's hands, her eyes shining.

"Maybe...perhaps...I've seen it!"

Shen Zhiwei shrank back, feeling a little guilty. No wonder, she was Chunfengdu, the author of the popular novel "Lord Lu's Madman's Forced Love," which had captivated countless young women in the capital these past few days.

Of course, she wasn't from this dynasty, but it was pretty much the same.

Shen Zhiwei was a transmigrator. She arrived in a fictional dynasty with open customs and abundant resources. Due to her family's sudden decline, she picked up her old profession from the modern world: writing light novels and adding interludes as a side note.

You have to understand, before she came to this world, she was the best in her own world. These ancient people were all ignorant and unsophisticated. She only used a little trick.

She had never seen Lu Chenzhou, the protagonist of "Lord Lu," not even when he was naked, nor when he was clothed.

Where did those two thrilling interjections come from?

Speaking of which, from the moment Shen Zhiwei was reborn, she came from one of the wealthiest families in Jiangnan. Her family didn't favor sons over daughters; she was their only granddaughter, and she grew up cherished like a precious jewel. Shen Zhiwei remembered her modern memories, but never encountered a system or plot. She lived as she pleased until she reached marriageable age, when she picked up a man on the street—a swordsman, severely wounded and on the verge of death. Since people in her country liked to rescue prostitutes, she took him in. As a daughter of a merchant family, she didn't need to be married; she could simply raise a son-in-law who would live with her family in the future.

The swordsman Lu Yu was truly handsome, not only in appearance but also in physique. After countless fantasies about Lu Yu writing stories, she finally slept with him on a dark and windy night.

Of course, Shen Zhiwei firmly believed that she would take responsibility.

The changes came too quickly. Her grandfather passed away unexpectedly, and the Shen family fell into decline. Only then did she realize the plot of the story. It turned out that she was a cannon fodder female supporting character in an ancient romance novel. Her family had fallen into ruin, and she was all alone. She came to the capital to seek refuge with Lu Zeming, her fiancé arranged by her grandfather. However, Lu Zeming brought her true love on the battlefield. With no one to rely on, she lost her support and became a stepping stone for Lu Zeming to demonstrate his loyalty to the female lead.

Although Shen Zhiwei came to escape disaster.

But no one just sits and waits to die.

She picked up her pen again and, using Lu Chenzhou, the man every young girl in the capital longed for, as her model, wrote this story. She had only been in the capital for three days when, unexpectedly, sales exploded, and she earned a large sum of money.

But this portrait... is from the Lu region.

After the Shen family's misfortune, she was put on a carriage overnight, and she didn't even know if her man was alright.

"impossible!"

A voice rang out from behind them. Liu Qingxue, who had just arrived, slammed her hand on the table and exclaimed, "How is this possible? My brother said that Lord Lu was injured in the shoulder while protecting His Majesty in his early years. This matter was kept secret. How could you even draw the scar to be the exact same size!"

Liu Qingxue's face was very ugly: "Could this be Lord Lu's personal attendant! This person is truly despicable. When Lord Lu returns, I will definitely report this to him, arrest Chunfengdu, punish him, and have his entire family executed."

"It's just a storybook, it can't be that serious!"

Shen Zhiwei sighed, how could such a coincidence happen?

But everyone knew that Liu Qingxue was the highest-ranking noblewoman present. In today's more enlightened society, women could also receive an education, and the Lu family's girls' school was a place for noblewomen to study, founded by Princess Wenqing, the matriarch of the Lu family's noble household. Liu Qingxue was related to the Lu family by marriage and had close ties with them; she couldn't afford to offend them.

Liu Qingxue suddenly glared at Shen Zhiwei: "How could it be so serious? Spying on Lord Lu's privacy, this person deserves to die!"

Shen Zhiwei couldn't say that the painting wasn't of Lu Chenzhou, otherwise she would become even more of a target of criticism. She could only mutter softly, "Sister Liu's words are as if you've seen Lord Lu's scars. How can you be sure that the location and size of these scars are similar?"

"How could you, an unmarried woman, utter such reckless words? And rightly so, what kind of good person would read such shameless novels!"

Liu Qingxue raised her hand, about to slap him.

Shen Zhiwei, however, was not one to take things lying down, and grabbed Liu Qingxue's arm.

"You resort to violence when you can't win an argument! You were the one who started showing off those scars! You, Liu Qingxue, are allowed to discuss them, but we're not allowed to enjoy them with storybooks? I want to read them, so I'll read them!"

As Shen Zhiwei was speaking, Liu Qingxue grabbed the storybook and threw it outside.

If you can't fight, then don't bother reading this storybook.

"What's all this commotion!" A cold, indifferent male voice rang out. The man's voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Everyone turned around at once. Some were adjusting their hair, some were straightening their clothes, and some were blushing with embarrassment, proving that the person who came must be of extraordinary status.

Because the Grand Tutor Lu Chenzhou standing before him looked exactly like the swordsman he had raised in Jiangnan.

"Where did this come from?"

Lu Chenzhou's second sentence was still devoid of warmth.

Liu Qingxue looked at the group of noble ladies.

"Brother Lu, it was them... The girls' school was supposed to be a place for us to learn to read and write, but I never expected them to bring in such filthy things."

Upon hearing Liu Qingxue's accusation, Lu Chenzhou looked over.

Zhang Yuyao, who had just been fighting alongside him, now hung her head and trembled with fear.

Admiring "Lord Lu's" physique is one thing, but for an unmarried girl to be caught in public is another. No one dares to get involved with Shen Zhiwei.

"I will ask you one last time, where did this item come from?"

When Lu Chenzhou asked another question, his gaze had already fallen on Shen Zhiwei.

Liu Qingxue raised the corners of her mouth, looked up and pointed: "It's her, she's the one who brought the storybook in!"

Lu Chenzhou frowned and walked towards Shen Zhiwei.

The towering figure blocked out all the light in front of Shen Zhiwei.

Then, his voice, cold as ice, carried a questioning tone: "I have never seen you before. Who are you?"