Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Chapter 469 The "Frustrated" Young Marquis in a World of Female Dominance 23

"Yes, yes!"

The waiter got up and ran away quickly, and came back soon with a few crumpled paper balls.

When they unfolded the paper, they saw that each ball of paper had a song and corresponding lyrics written on it. Without exception, the lyrics described the man's endless longing and regret.

The sorrow and sadness can be felt through the paper.

Everyone got goosebumps after watching it, and exclaimed, "Wow—a touching love story!"

The handwriting on the Supreme Paper... Lu Liluo had the original owner's memories from his previous life, so he naturally recognized it. It was indeed written by the male protagonist.

This is easy to handle.

"Alright, alright, since you're taking money to help someone get rid of their misfortune, I won't make it difficult for you. Get out of here!"

Lu Liluo looked ferocious and then threatened:

"If you dare to follow that villain who's tired of living and plot against me again, I'll break your legs!"

"Yes, yes, I know, I won't dare to do it again!"

The young waiter ran away, crawling and tumbling, leaving his zither behind.

After he ran away, a group of playboys started to tease Lu Liluo:

"Young Marquis Lu is truly talented! It's obvious someone put a lot of thought into this, hiring someone to sing it specifically for you, right?"

"Yes, yes, it's probably because our young marquis's reputation in the capital is too great, and he has caused her to miss him for no reason. In the end, it's still the young marquis's fault!"

"That's it"

These people joked, "I don't know which family this resentful husband is from, but his wife's hair is now so green that a horse could run on it..."

"Hahahaha~"

The women burst into laughter, completely unaware that the hero they were talking about, with "horses running on his head", was none other than the almighty Second Princess.

After their tireless promotion of this anecdote, the story of Young Marquis Lu's affair quickly spread throughout Kyoto. The gossipy crowd, envious, speculated about the identity of this resentful man—he must have had some literary talent.

Later, Lu Liluo not only did not punish the young man, but instead asked him to sing these songs at full volume. He sang these songs until they were well-known throughout the capital.

Until he became a model of a resentful husband in the boudoir.

——Isn’t this the effect Wei Shimu wants?

Indeed, many people in the capital who knew the inside story had guessed from the lyrics that the person was Wei Shimu, who had previously been engaged to Marquis Lu.

It is said that before the young master of the Wei family broke off the engagement, he and the young Marquis Lu were childhood sweethearts and they loved each other.

In addition, some elements such as "palace walls, palace sand, silver frost carbon..." that appear in the lyrics are only possessed by aristocrats or even royal families. All the details point to Wei Shimu.

In the Second Princess's residence.

With a crisp "pa" sound, Wei Shimu was knocked to the ground by a slap. He covered his face, but his eyes were stubborn as he looked at the Second Princess who had just attacked him.

He seemed to have no idea why he was being treated this way.

The Second Princess Zhengjun beside him sneered:

"Why, even now, is Lord Wei still as pure and innocent as ever?"

"Toki really didn't know what he had done wrong."

The last time Mo Shu helped him deliver the song to Mingyue Pavilion, he said there was a funeral in his hometown, took his household registration, and asked for a long vacation and left. Wei Shimu had been busy recuperating during this period.

He wanted to have a daughter as soon as possible, so that even if she was not favored in the short term, it would not matter, as he would always have cards to play in the future.

Apart from this, he stayed in the room and carefully created those "love works" for Lu Liluo.

Therefore, he really didn't know that he had quietly become famous in Beijing recently. On the contrary, some topics become more and more familiar the more you write about them, until you can write with a sense of touch.

Wei Shimu has been feeling a surge of inspiration lately.

He has already created a large amount of sentimental literature with keywords like "longing" and "regret" as themes. True to his role as the protagonist of "Small World," these poems transcend the realm of realism.

With countless exaggerations and imaginations, the writing is so tear-jerking that it is heartbreaking to read.

Unfortunately, no matter how happy he was when he was writing, it hurt so much when someone threw those poems in his face.

"Then please, Lord Wei, explain these masterpieces you wrote to His Highness and all the brothers!"

The Second Princess Zhengjun mercilessly threw all those poems in Wei Shimu's face:

"These were all found from your desk, dressing table, and under your bed. The handwriting matches perfectly. Lord Wei, don't tell me these weren't written by you!"

“No, that’s not the case…”

The color drained from Wei Shimu's face in an instant. It was over, all over!

"Your Highness, Mr. Zheng, please listen to my explanation. It's not what you think..."

Wei Shimu was weak and tried to defend himself.

"Oh, how are you going to explain that?"

The Second Princess's face was already distorted with anger. She casually unfolded a piece of paper and read in a strange voice:

"A wrong marriage ruined this life. Who tied the twins together back then? I want to write down my regrets in this life, but the red candle is already filled with tears at three o'clock..."

He unfolded another piece of paper and threw it to Luo Qiushui, who was sitting down.

"Help Wei Cejun recite it!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Luo Qiushui glanced at Wei Shimu sarcastically, then said affectionately in her magnetic and pleasant voice:

"I entered the imperial palace in a pink skirt, my silk quilt embroidered with heartbreaking patterns. Suddenly I heard the plum blossoms falling in my hometown, and then I realized that lovesickness is the most agonizing thing..."

The Second Princess was weird:

"Qiu Shui, tell me, what is the meaning of this poem by Wei Cejun?"

Luo Qiushui blushed:

"Qiu Shui's literary talent is limited, and I am far from understanding the meaning of Lord Wei's poem. However, I dare to speculate that this poem must be a reflection of Lord Wei's deep affection for Your Highness."

"Ha ha ha ha"

The Second Princess burst into laughter:

"What a profound sentiment—Qiu Shui thought this poem was written by Lord Wei for this princess?"

Luo Qiushui was stunned and puzzled:

"Isn't it? But Your Highness is so heroic and extraordinary, how could there be anyone in the world who doesn't like Your Highness..."

He looked like a foolish beauty, as if he could not imagine that the affection in Wei Shimu's poem could be directed towards someone else.

"Humph!"

Liu Cejun on the side snorted coldly:

"What's the use of our prince being so wise? Some people are born to be humble, and what they can't get is the best."

Another waiter looked confused:

"But I heard that it was Concubine Wei who took the initiative to come to the mansion to break off the engagement with Young Marquis Lu. Could the rumors be wrong? From the meaning of this poem, it seems that Concubine Wei had no choice when she entered the mansion..."

"Alas, I really feel sorry for our Highness,"

Yin Cejun took out a handkerchief and wiped away his non-existent tears:

"A few days ago, those sour poems written by Wei Cejun have spread throughout the capital. I really can't imagine what impact this would have on your highness's reputation if it were to spread again."

"Those who know say that Concubine Wei took the initiative to marry; those who don't know would think that our Highness had to marry..."