The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

The glazed tiles of the Supreme Book Pavilion shimmered in a myriad of colors under the radiant light of the universe. As Liu Yan'er's fingertips brushed against a bookshelf covered in mysterious runes, she was suddenly drawn in by a whiff of antiquity. Deep within a hidden compartment, a faded ancient tome emanated a faint golden glow. The words "Time Travel: The Counterattack of the Peerless Princess" on the cover were already mottled, but the moment she touched it, a tiny stream of light shone.

"This is..." Liu Yan'er's pupils shrank, and the pages of the book automatically flipped open, revealing Yun Yao's earliest handwriting on the yellowed paper. Those words twisted like living things, dragging her into a dusty memory—in the cold palace of the royal palace, Yun Yao, who had just traveled through time, huddled in a musty corner, while she, at that time, looked down upon her and poured rotten rice on her.

"So I was once so hideous." Liu Yan'er laughed self-deprecatingly, her laughter echoing through the empty library. When she turned to the last chapter, and saw the words, "Lin Yue (Yun Yao) finally understood that true counterattack isn't about defeating countless enemies, but about living up to the self who refuses to be ordinary in every choice," a tear suddenly fell on the page, blurring the words.

At that moment, a strange noise came from behind the bookshelf. Liu Yan'er turned alertly, only to see a shadowy figure emerge from the book. It was her younger self, her eyes filled with sinister intent and resentment. "Why did you reconcile with Yun Yao? We were clearly pawns manipulated by the Heavenly Dao, yet she became the Supreme God of Creation!"

A black chain suddenly formed in the shadow's hand, aiming for Liu Yan'er's throat. In the nick of time, the ancient book in her hand shone with golden light, and Yun Yao's voice rang out from within: "Be careful! This is the product of your inner obsession!" Liu Yan'er suddenly remembered Yun Yao's words: every villain has the potential to become the protagonist; the key lies in whether they are willing to let go of their hatred.

She clutched the ancient tome tightly and cried out, "I am no longer the Liu Yan'er blinded by jealousy!" Before she could finish her words, the tome transformed into thousands of pages, which swooped down upon the phantom like golden butterflies. The phantom let out a shrill scream and gradually dissipated in the light, leaving Liu Yan'er's clothes drenched in cold sweat.

"It seems you've passed the final test." Yun Yao appeared at the entrance of the library, followed by Chu Mochen and Chu Moyao. Chu Moyao came over and looked at the ancient book curiously. "Sister Liu, you looked so handsome fighting yourself just now! But the story in this old book is similar to our current experience!"

Yun Yao stepped forward and gently stroked the pages. "This isn't just my story; it's also a microcosm of all those who refuse to be at the mercy of fate. Yan'er, do you understand now? We were all characters in someone else's script, but as long as we hold onto hope, we can become the writers of our own lives."

Liu Yan'er nodded solemnly, and suddenly remembered something. She opened the title page of the ancient book and wrote: "To all of you who are fighting back - the story never ends, because you are the best sequel." As soon as she finished writing, the handwriting turned into starlight and merged into the galaxy of the Hongmeng universe.

At that moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the ceiling of the library, and countless glowing letters fell like snowflakes. Chu Moyao excitedly caught one and read, "Sister Yunyao, I followed your method and bravely confessed my love to my idol in the real world. Although I was rejected, I no longer regret it!" Another piece of letter read, "Thanks to this story, I had the courage to quit a job I disliked and pursue my dreams again."

Yun Yao looked at these letters from different dimensions, her eyes slightly moist: "It turns out that our story really affects countless people." Chu Mochen put his arm around her shoulders and said gently: "All this is because you never gave up the light in your heart."

Liu Yan'er looked at the bustling crowd and quietly retreated to a corner of the library. She took out a brand new blank book and wrote "Notes on the Villain's Counterattack" on the cover. The moment the pen touched the page, a line of small words appeared on the page: "The first chapter of the story begins with accepting your true self."