Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 17: I have no way to repay you, so I have no choice but to...

study.

Incense curls up.

"Miss Shen, please have some tea."

Fang Heng asked Aunt Yun to make tea for Shen Qiu Shui. He looked at Shen Qiu Shui secretly, and was worried.

Shen Qiu Shui actually came to visit?
When he first heard the report from the servant, he was shocked.

The daughter of a military prime minister came to see him alone.

This is really, somewhat unbelievable.

I don’t know either. Wu Xiangzhi doesn’t know about this.

I heard that Wu Xiang is a complete daughter-con.

"Your Highness, please forgive me for coming to your house to nag you."

After the hospitality, Fang Heng took the initiative to ask.

"I wonder why you came to visit me today, Miss Shen?"

Shen Qiu Shui glanced at Yun Menglan, pursed her red lips, and hinted at something.

Fang Heng understood and gave Yun Menglan a look.

"I am waiting outside. If Your Highness needs anything, just call me."

As she spoke, Yun Menglan walked out of the study with light steps.

When only Fang Heng and she were left in the study, Shen Qiu Shui slowly spoke.

The voice is soft and tender, and there is an urge to be cared for.

"I came to visit you today to thank Your Highness for your guidance that day."

"Miss Shen, you're too polite. It's just a trivial trick."

Fang Heng said indifferently that he really didn't take the advice that day too seriously.

Shen Qiu Shui disagreed and shook her head.

"Your Highness, you are too modest."

"If I hadn't known that the trick was the work of Your Highness, I would have thought it was done by a prime minister who cared deeply about the people, was incorruptible, and lived in seclusion in the mountains."

Fang Heng's mouth twitched and he quickly took a sip of tea to calm himself down.

Caring about the people?

Incorruptible?

Living in seclusion?

Prime Minister in the mountains?

These four words have nothing to do with adults.

This Miss Shen, her judgment of people is really... too accurate!

"Also..." Shen Qiushui pursed her pink lips, looking hesitant and conflicted, "There is just...there is something I would like to ask for your consent, Your Highness."

"What's the matter?"

Shen Qiu Shui's shy demeanor aroused Fang Heng's curiosity.

In Fang Heng's mind, although Shen Qiu Shui was a lady from a wealthy family, she was very graceful and elegant. He had never seen her behave like this before.

Shen Qiu Shui seemed to have made some great decision. He took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"Your Highness, I will write about the matter of distributing porridge as you taught me. I hope Your Highness will agree to it."

Storybook?

Fang Heng raised his eyelids slightly and looked at Shen Qiu Shui in surprise.

Shen Qiu Shui seemed to be embarrassed by being stared at.

It feels like the author of an online article is recognized offline.

"Your Highness, what do you think?"

Shen Qiu Shui's voice lowered a little, bringing Fang Heng back to his senses.

"I wonder what the story you wrote, Miss Shen?"

"I've got the manuscript for the new issue of The Legend of Lady Shen."

As he spoke, Shen Qiu Shui was already prepared and took out a stack of manuscripts from the Xumi Ring.

This time Fang Heng was even more shocked.

Although he has not read "Nuxia Shen", he has heard of it.

This is the most popular story in Yujing City at the moment.

You can hear people talking about this story in the streets, alleys, restaurants and markets.

Even his own mother is a fan of "The Legend of Miss Shen", which shows its influence.

Unexpectedly, it was written by Shen Qiu Shui.

Fang Heng took a quick look at the contents of the latest issue of "The Legend of Miss Shen".

What is written above is exactly about Shen Qiu Shui distributing porridge and giving his own advice.

"Miss Shen, this storybook, could it be that it was created based on you?"

Being seen through by Fang Heng at a glance, Shen Qiu Shui's pretty face flushed, and she looked as beautiful as peach blossoms in February.

So shameful!

Shen Qiu Shui felt as if she had been seen through.

"Your Highness, I wrote the Legend of Lady Shen secretly. No one in my family knows about it. Please keep it a secret for me."

Shen Qiu Shui clasped his hands together and gave Fang Heng a pleading look.

Compared to her usual calm and composed demeanor, she was quite cute and playful. "Don't worry, Miss Shen. I will keep this a secret for you."

Fang Heng understood Shen Qiu Shui's mentality very well.

In his previous life, he also wrote online articles, but he never discussed them with his family, and even his family didn’t know what he wrote.

Mainly, it is easy to fail socially.

Hearing Fang Heng's promise, Shen Qiu Shui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"Your Highness, do you think there is anything you would like to correct?"

"I think there is one thing that needs to be changed."

"where?"

Fang Heng pointed to the contents on the manuscript.

"The storybook says that when Lady Shen was distributing porridge, she received instructions from the prince, which was inappropriate."

"But... the fact is that Your Highness gave me guidance?"

There was confusion in Shen Qiu Shui's bright eyes.

"Cough cough!"

“Writing a storybook requires artistic processing.”

“You can’t just copy the original.”

"How can a young prince possess such astonishing wisdom?"

"It's too inconsistent and illogical."

Fang Heng said seriously.

The Legend of Lady Shen was too popular. If it was really written according to the first draft, a certain prince would instruct on how to distribute porridge.

Fang Heng was certain that it wouldn't be long before the identity of the "certain prince" in the book would be revealed.

He didn't want to be called a "wise king".

The title of wise king has no benefits at all.

It only increased the hostility of the prince and others.

"Then, Your Highness, what do you think should be done?"

"Change it to a certain retired prime minister giving instructions. That would make more sense."

“After all, Miss Shen, didn’t you say that the porridge was mixed with sand, which was like the work of the prime minister in the mountains?”

Fang Heng's reasons convinced Shen Qiu Shui.

Shen Qiu Shui nodded repeatedly with a look of admiration.

She felt that it was a perfect opportunity to visit the Ninth Prince today.

"What His Highness said is absolutely true."

"Your Highness, you have taught me many times. I have nothing to repay you with. I have some worthless possessions on me. I would like to ask Your Highness to choose one as your reward."

"Isn't it a promise of my body?"

Fang Heng teased in a joking tone.

Shen Qiu Shui's pretty face suddenly turned red, as if blood could drip out.

Her head drooped slightly, staring at her toes, not daring to look directly at Fang Heng.

Her red lips were slightly parted, and her voice trembled.

"Your Highness, you...you must not speak nonsense."

Seeing that Shen Qiu Shui was thin-skinned, Fang Heng felt embarrassed to continue provoking her.

This made her cry, and attracted the attention of Wu Xiang, who was obsessed with his daughter. He would be in big trouble.

"Hahaha!"

"Miss Shen, you are too polite. I just gave you some pointers. Why should I be paid?"

Fang Heng originally wanted to reject Shen Qiu Shui's kindness, but Shen Qiu Shui was very persistent.

"no!"

"If Your Highness doesn't want it, I will feel uneasy."

"Your Highness, please choose one to put my mind at ease."

Since Shen Qiu Shui had said this, Fang Heng had no choice but to agree.

A flash of inspiration appeared on the Sumeru Ring.

Bottles and jars appeared on the desk.

Fang Heng took a look and found that the things collected by Shen Qiu Shui were really diverse.

There aren't many things related to cultivation, but mostly miscellaneous items.

Suddenly, a black chess piece caught Fang Heng's attention.

Good luck!

This black chess piece contains luck.

If Fang Heng had not personally come into contact with luck many times, he would not have been able to detect it at all.

"Let's take this chess piece."

Fang Heng took the black chess piece, and the moment he held it, the fate chart moved strangely.

Luck points +20!

(End of this chapter)