The male supporting character was actually myself.

Chapter Thirty-One: If things can't be salvaged, then destroy everything!

The pageboy obeyed and went out.

Duan Lang stared at the withered petals scattered on the ground and sneered in his heart: Ye Qingqing, don't think that this matter is over just because I broke off the engagement.

Those who mock and humiliate me will be made to pay a thousandfold.

Torture them to death is far too lenient. Only by letting this adulterous couple live in despair, blaming each other and suffering endless torment can I vent my hatred!

I'll show you what it means to be drowned in spittle, and I'll make sure you're forever infamous and forever condemned to the pillar of shame!

Didn't you want to be a slut and create erotic paintings?

I must keep that portrait carefully and have someone revise it again. I will definitely fulfill your wish and let your beautiful face remain in people's hearts forever!

Oh, by the way, I just heard Ji Ningyu say that he won Ye Qingqing's heart with a story he made up. Since you like it so much, you should naturally ask someone to write another good play about your illicit affair.

"Ha, I'll see how you'll face people in the future!" Duan Lang kept replaying the scene from last night in his mind, gritting his teeth and cursing bitterly.

The news of the newly appointed top scholar Duan Lang's sudden engagement and subsequent annulment initially caused a great stir, but soon all the rumors disappeared without a trace, which finally relieved Duan Lang and Madam Ye.

As long as no one mentions it again, there will be plenty of new things along the way to dilute everyone's memory, and soon everyone will forget about it.

As for what will happen next, Duan Lang and Madam Ye each have their own plans. They will only wait for the airship to arrive at the Glass Tower early tomorrow morning before the undercurrents truly begin!

After breakfast, the weather quickly cleared up.

The continuous storms had put everyone in a bad mood, but now that the dark clouds had dispersed and the bright sunshine was shining on the airship, almost everyone except a few people felt much better.

Groups of tourists could be seen everywhere on the deck, chatting and laughing, talking loudly, or playing around. Occasionally, an island would appear in the far distance, always eliciting exclamations of admiration.

"Host, the script has been updated!" The little white cat, who was munching on dried fish, suddenly paused for a moment, then took out the script and handed it to its host. "Take a look, how did the script team manage to bring it back in such a short time?"

Jiang Chen busily flipped through the script and read it carefully.

In reality, the script team didn't try to pull back; to be precise, they wanted to end all possibilities directly with destruction.

The time of the tornado was brought forward to after lunch today.

Ji Ningyu, with the protagonist's halo, not only escaped the woodshed without any danger, but also by chance discovered the unlocked internal passage of the airship staff, and found a small room filled with miscellaneous items to take refuge in.

Even after finding a hiding place, he still didn't stop.

After stealing a few clothes and disguising himself, he successfully found Ye Qingqing, who was being held in her room by her mother and pretending to be sick.

At that moment, Madam Ye happened to be having lunch and was not in her room.

The two embraced and wept upon seeing each other. Ye Qingqing already knew her mother's plan: to make her become a nun.

She was confident in her youth and beauty and did not want to spend her precious years in seclusion with a Buddhist lamp and a Buddha statue, so she begged Brother Ningyu to save her from this sea of ​​suffering.

So Ji Ningyu vowed to write stories to support her. After the two agreed to elope and pledge their love for life, he took Ye Qingqing back to the place he had found to live.

The storage room was small and dark, and the two of them whispered sweet nothings to each other, their passion raging uncontrollably.

So they undressed and staged a spectacular action movie...

As the exciting drama came to a close, while the two were still immersed in a blissful and tender moment, the airship was struck by a tornado and crashed into the flying island, on the verge of destruction!

So the two, disheveled, tried to escape, but there were not enough rescue airships. With nowhere to escape, in desperation, Ji Ningyu grabbed a lurking ball, left a kiss, and fell to her death.

Ye Qingqing survived by chance and picked up a lot of valuable gold and silver jewelry. In addition, she received a huge compensation from the Yunmeng family and discovered that the secret of the floating ball came from a flying stone fragment the size of a fingernail.

Thanks to the auction of the priceless Flying Stone, Ye Qingqing, who lost her mother, became incredibly wealthy, got married, and had children...

"Hmm, it seems they've killed off everyone who knows the truth." The little white cat stroked its whiskers and sneered, "The scriptwriting team is a bunch of idiots. They just kill off everyone because they can't make the story work."

Look at the sky outside, it's cloudless!

Where did this tornado come from in such good weather? Did you really just make it up with a pen in hand?

Jiang Chen put away the script and got up to change into his guest clothes. Hearing this, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "The script team said there was a tornado, so they can just conjure one up out of thin air."

Xiao Bai, cheer up! It's time for us to go head-to-head with the script team.

I want to see if their writing is better and their adaptations are faster, or if we're just more assertive.

"My host is the best! Those idiots in the scriptwriting team who can't even make the story work can't compare!" The little white cat perked up, excitedly rubbing its paws together, its eyes shining.

The script team can write a disaster with a stroke of their pen, but we can thwart it with a simple prop. As long as we can make the captain and team of the Cloud Dream City airship suffer some losses and stop sailing to find a place to land, the host will have a way to evacuate the masses and that jinxed couple.

By then, even if the script team racks their brains, they still won't be able to harm anyone else!

Let the male and female leads have their tragic love story, hahaha~

The little white cat grew happier and happier as it thought about it. It seemed to have already won, so it stood up straight with its hands on its hips, laughing heartily, its fluffy tail swishing back and forth triumphantly.

"What are you so happy about?" Jiang Chen looked at it strangely after changing his clothes. "I need to tell Miss Lan the latest situation. Do you want to come with me?"

"Cough cough, it's nothing, it's nothing."

The fluffy dumpling realized she had gotten a little carried away with her happiness and quickly coughed twice to cover it up. "I'm not going to watch you two show off your love. I'd rather spend that time watching the male and female leads make fools of themselves."

Those two troublemakers... hahaha, they're probably crying right now!

Third-class guest room No. 09.

Madam Ye sat in the cramped room with a somber face, her eyes fixed on her daughter who was lying on the bed with a sorrowful expression, her gaze flickering as if she were thinking about something.

"If Mother hadn't forced me to break off the engagement that day, I wouldn't be in this situation today." Ye Qingqing covered her mouth and cried out in a hoarse voice, "You always make all sorts of decisions about my life in the name of 'for my own good'."

They never asked me if I liked it or if I was willing!

I like Brother Ningyu, I've liked him for a long time. I just love how considerate and gentle he is towards girls when we're intimate. I don't crave a husband who brings me fame and fortune, as long as he's good to me, that's enough!

Madam Ye had already calmed down from her rage and understood.

My daughter is completely ruined from the bottom of her heart!

I used to hear other women gossip, saying that some boy had been misled by bad books and had his mind wandered, thinking only about sex. He was so immersed in it that he couldn't extricate himself, and his mind was full of filth and obscenity. He had become so thin that he was unrecognizable.

They also say that some girl has been misled by bad books, only reading vulgar and erotic poems and dreaming that a perfect, jade-like man from those books will descend from the heavens to marry her and make her the ruler of the celestial realm...

At the time, I thought the other party was talking nonsense, or that those teenagers were like that because they were not properly raised and had no one to teach them.

I never expected this, I'd contradict myself!

My daughter, who usually seems well-behaved and clever, has been misled by bad books. Her mind is filled with nothing but romantic thoughts, melancholy, and messing around with men!

Chapter Thirty-Two: Madam Ye's Schemes

"When you agreed to get engaged to Lord Duan, I thought my persuasion had worked." Madam Ye shook her head and smiled bitterly, "Now I realize that I really don't understand you, my own daughter."

What do you really want?

Being indecisive and lacking your own ideas will only harm others and tarnish your own reputation!

You keep saying you like men who are gentle and considerate, as long as they treat you well.

But don't I know you well enough?

You've never lifted a finger in the spring. If I really let you go with that irresponsible and useless man, you wouldn't even last two days. You'd just make a fool of yourself and bring shame to the Ye family.

So I tried my best to persuade you and bring you back to the right path.

Look at that Ji Ningyu, dressed in rags, what happiness can he bring you? Can a few sweet words feed you or clothe you? He's clearly just a gigolo who lives off you!

Anyone with a modicum of integrity or shame wouldn't follow you upstairs for a lavish meal and drinks after learning you were already engaged.

What do you think is the reason? It's because they're too poor to even afford food, and they're just craving it!

The love of the parents is far-reaching.

You accuse me of making decisions in the name of "for your own good," but why don't you think about it the other way around? Why don't I do my best to help Aunt Zhang and Aunt Zhao's daughters break off their engagements and find better husbands for other people's children?

It's because their lives and deaths have nothing to do with me; as long as they get married, it's good for the family.

"And you are my own child, I want you to live a life of wealth and luxury, to be cherished and pampered, to lack nothing!"

"You..." Ye Qingqing trembled with anger and sobbed as she heard her lover being spoken so badly by her mother: "You are just a rich man with two respectable eyes, and you only know how to measure others by money!"

As the saying goes, love makes even water taste sweet; I had too many concerns before.

But after they got engaged, they discovered that Duan Lang was no different from Luo Jiangchen, that businessman; they were both opportunists who put profit first!

Otherwise, Duan Lang wouldn't have abandoned me right after our engagement ceremony to go out and eat and drink with those people, leaving me alone in my room until the middle of the night!

If it were my brother Ningyu, he would never bear to leave me alone in the room. He would rather betray the whole world than let me be all alone.

Madam Ye shook her head with a gloomy expression and said, "As expected, Young Master Luo was right. Your temperament is not suitable to be the mistress of the house."

For a man, socializing and handling interpersonal relationships is his job. How else can he expand his network and maintain good relationships?

Distinguished guests gathered for his engagement banquet, yet he didn't come out to greet them or express his gratitude, instead preoccupied with his own private conversations, leaving the other guests feeling neglected. What must the others have thought?

The marriage is already arranged, so there's plenty of time for romantic moments. Why rush things?

You lack a sense of the bigger picture and are short-sighted. You've completely ignored all of your mother's teachings since childhood. You'd be no match for an ordinary person if you married like this. Qingqing, don't hate your mother for being heartless. It's just that your actions of making erotic paintings and keeping men in secret have gone too far.

After we arrive at the Porcelain Tower, come with me off the ship. After I have completed my accusations, I will ask Lord Duan to be lenient and tell him that once you return to the Huan Dynasty, you should immediately shave your head and become a nun, and from now on, live a quiet life with only the lamp and the Buddha.

Hopefully, out of respect for the gods and Buddhas, he will let you off the hook and won't make things difficult for the Ye family again.

"Become a nun?!" Upon hearing these two words, Ye Qingqing's face turned ashen. She hurriedly got up and rushed to her mother, grabbing her clothes and pleading, "I am a beautiful and vibrant young woman of sixteen, why should I become a nun?"

Every summer, you would go to the deep mountains to worship Buddha with your father and mother. Have you ever seen what the scenery there is like?

Aside from the strict rules and regulations, the living conditions were rudimentary, and meals and drinks relied entirely on alms. Wild wolves roamed the mountains, and in winter, heavy snow often blocked the passes, leaving little food. Staying in such a place was worse than death!

Madam Ye's attitude was indifferent: "If you had a fiery temper, you would have killed yourself by crashing your head into a wall when you were caught, and I, as your mother, wouldn't have had to be summoned in the middle of the night to be humiliated!"

Becoming a monk is your only way out.

Otherwise, Lord Duan would never give up so easily. Don't forget that the painting Ji Ningyu painted is still in his hands.

Child, he holds the lifeline of the entire Ye family in his hands!

If you were to actually exile him, the Ye family would be disgraced because of you. The elders might be ashamed, at most they'd be too ashamed to face anyone. But what about his peers? How would the girls find good families? How would the boys marry respectable women?

The younger generation's reputation is ruined in the industry, and the Ye family has had no chance to rise again in the next few decades!

The matter is settled, so you don't need to think about it anymore.

You must take responsibility for your own mistakes.